Big Body Benz Remember I Used To Be Dusty Lyrics


Big Body Benz Remember I Used To Be Dusty Lyrics By Lil Baby. Big body Benz, ‘member I used to be dusty Now I want my money all hundreds in a rush please I was sellin’ weed when they came out with White T Now I put a whole half a ticket on my white tee Whole hood poppin’, other ni^^as, they don’t like me.

Big Body Benz Remember I Used To Be Dusty Lyrics

Metro Boomin want some more, ni^^a

In that fast thing, speedin’ through the city (Skrrt, skrrt)Panoramic brain, and my dash digi’ (Dash digi’)Mo^herf^^k the fame, all my ni^^as litty (Lit)Backwood to the face, I don’t smoke no Philly (Nah)Drip, drippin’ sauce like I’m chili (Sauce)Let that mink hang to the floor when it’s chilly (It’s chilly)I got three big boo^y broads at the Telly (The Telly)And they know from the start who was ready

I can’t f^^k with none of y’all ni^^as, y’all disgust meWhen you with your maggot a^s friends, don’t discuss meFN with extended clip, I hope them try to rush meI hear ’em sayin’ such and such, a ni^^a ain’t gon’ touch meBig body Benz, ‘member I used to be dustyNow I want my money all hundreds in a rush pleaseI was sellin’ weed when they came out with White TNow I put a whole half a ticket on my white teeWhole hood poppin’, other ni^^as, they don’t like meMade her eat it up, she told her friend, “He gon’ wife me”All my ni^^as thoroughbred, I don’t f^^k with crossbreedsFree all of the bros down the road and on Rice Street

In that fast thing, speedin’ through the city (Skrrt, skrrt)Panoramic brain, and my dash digi’ (Dash digi’)Mo^herf^^k the fame, all my ni^^as litty (Lit)Backwood to the face, I don’t smoke no Philly (Nah)Drip, drippin’ sauce like I’m chili (Sauce)Let that mink hang to the floor when it’s chilly (It’s chilly)I got three big boo^y broads at the Telly (The Telly)And they know from the start who was ready (Ready)

Put some fine bi^^hes in Margiel-y’s (Margiel-y)Two new glass tinted, these baguette-y’s (Baguette-y)Ain’t gon’ bash you bi^^hes, I ain’t petty (Nah)Just know we f^^kin’, we ain’t goin’ steady (Goin’ steady)I don’t wanna sleep, I need more Addys (Need more Addy)I ain’t have no kid but I’m her daddy (I’m her daddy)Better shake her a^s like it’s Magic (Like it’s Magic)Twenties in my pocket look like cabbage (Yeah)Carats everywhere, I’m a rabbit (I’m a rabbit)I ain’t Shawty Lo, but what’s happenin’? (What’s happenin’?)We was taught to go, keep that cannon (That cannon)I’m on f^^kin go, I can’t panic (I can’t panic)

In that fast thing, speedin’ through the city (Skrrt, skrrt)Panoramic brain, and my dash digi’ (Dash digi’)Mo^herf^^k the fame, all my ni^^as litty (Lit)Backwood to the face, I don’t smoke no Philly (Nah)Drip, drippin’ sauce like I’m chili (Sauce)Let that mink hang to the floor when it’s chilly (It’s chilly)I got three big boo^y broads at the Telly (The Telly)And they know from the start who was ready

Money conversations, check my feng shuiI buy Dolce Gabbana, Chanel a month straightSupermodel, her body gon’ be my entreeI been runnin’ with hitters, my youngins gun slangCars up to date, brand new WraithMy life circle, mines ain’t straightBills ain’t late, paid no notesI ain’t no joke, they want smokeWe exotic, start a riot, we gon’ ride.223’s, drakes outsideWe don’t get tired, we gon’ die

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