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Yeat - Big Tonka (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) [but the intro is made in heaven]
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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Yeat
Yeat
Stimme und Gesang
Brandon Finessin
Brandon Finessin
Programmierung
Lil Uzi Vert
Lil Uzi Vert
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Songwriter:in
Brandon Veal
Brandon Veal
Songwriter:in
Isaiah J Woodworth-Lies
Isaiah J Woodworth-Lies
Songwriter:in
Leon Balint
Leon Balint
Songwriter:in
Symere Woods
Symere Woods
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Brandon Finessin
Brandon Finessin
Produzent:in
Aunix
Aunix
Produzent:in
Leqn
Leqn
Produzent:in
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Mischtechniker:in
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

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(In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck) I'm finna pull up and crash out (In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck) I'm finna pull up and crash out (In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck) I'm finna pull up and crash out (In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck) I got, I got cash, yeah Bitch, I don't live on the ground (yeah) Yeah, I got big body Lamb' truck Your bitch got my dick in her mouth You a pussy boy, go get your bands up (bands, yeah) I went and signed for a lot I already said that my money do dances Smoking that dummy (phew) We light him up like it's cancer (bye-bye) Pull up big body (yeah) We take them shoes off you dummy (you dummy, shit) In the GLE, shit not a Lamb' (ugh, yeah) She eat me up just like a sandwich (yeah) You a joke, bitch, you funny You ain't ever seen no bread like this No, no way, you ain't ever seen no ring like this (like this) Big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka I pull out the lot (swerving) I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving I do that a lot (swerve) Said hop in the Tonka then head to the bank Finna pull out all the cash I got (a lot) I ain't fucking with nobody, bitch, I'ma geek up Get high, get high as I like (bih', bih', bih', bih') Yeah (fuck it), get high as I like (whoa) Fuck this probation, I don't got no patience (whoa) Fuck on that bitch like that ho was my patient (ayy) I be the doctor, no, I'm not a nurse (ayy) I fucked that bitch and I bought her a purse (ayy) Yeah (ayy), get high I like (whoa, what? Ayy) I fucked on his bitch, the kind that I like (what?) Yeah, I play with her pussy, her mouth, I'ma bite (Lil Uzi) Yeah, Percocet slo-mo It make my bitch fuck on a dyke, yeah (made her fuck on her a dyke) Oh, that's what you like, uh, when I'm not around? Yeah Eatin' on pussy, yeah, when I'm out of town, yeah I do condone it, long as I get the diploma, head (yeah) Lean look black, mixin' up Wock' with the red, ayy (what?) Cop pulled me over, sike, nigga, I fled Lead on my waist, yeah, I stay with that lead (skrr) Metallica, I put spikes in my head (ayy, yeah) Whip up, Arm & Hammer, that's an arm and a leg Ooh, he icy like sled (ayy) Ooh, she ride my dick like a peg (oh) Ooh, zombified, I'm already dead (huh?) They gon' put you on pause and my shit they gon' play Bitch, I'm a Beast Boy, my bitch like a Raven (yeah) Nigga talkin' that shit, split his tongue like a ace Angela Simmons, I stay with that pastry (oh, yeah) I stayed on that beany, now my pockets cakey (yeah) I'm not a mason, I move like I'm Ma$e (yeah) Cook up the work, in a oven, I bake it (cook it) Bitch, I'm so high, I don't think I'm gon' make it, ha (I'm so high) Got that ski on my eyes, but I still see she naked See, holes through this mask like my name really Jason (Jason) (In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck) I'm finna pull up and crash out (In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck) I'm finna pull up and crash out (In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck) I'm finna pull up and crash out (In that big body Lamb', in that big body Lamb' truck) I got, I got cash, yeah Bitch, I don't live on the ground (yeah) Yeah, I got big body Lamb' truck Your bitch got my dick in her mouth You a pussy boy, go get your bands up (bands) I went and signed for a lot I already said that my money do dances Smoking that dummy (phew) We light him up like it's cancer (bye-bye) Pull up big body (yeah) We take them shoes off you dummy (you dummy) In the GLE, shit not a Lamb' (ugh) She eat me up just like a sandwich You a joke, bitch, you funny (ha-ha, ha) You ain't ever seen no bread like this No, no way, you ain't ever seen no ring like this (like this) Big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka, big Tonka I pull out the lot (swerving) I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving, I'm swerving I do that a lot (swerve) Said hop in the Tonka then head to the bank Finna pull out all the cash I got (a lot) I ain't fucking with nobody, bitch, I'ma geek up Get high, get high as I like
Writer(s): Divjot Abhol, Yeat Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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