Ain't no C's bigger than these n***a
Bitch if you diss me my brother dismiss you
If you got problems come address yo issue (It's up)
Bitch we throw hands we don't gotta shoot you (Punched Down)
N***a we blitz you fists ain't gone miss you
Think you untouchable I got some bad news
My dog on the way to fetch you call em Blues Clues (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
Since you said sorry you think you catch slack dude
N***a that's common since shouldn't have to tell you
F*ck with me bitch I get money (Heeey)
Broke boys need a job they out here bumming
Bitch think she gone eat for free (Whaaat)
I'm fina drive off better start running
Can't use a boss yo cause is lost you really just wasted yo time (You tried it)
I penny pinch I'm Mr.Krabbs you owe me I need every dime
Bitch I work harder than you (Big Blue)
That's why I don't got shit to prove
I rather kick back and count some racks man f*ck tryna be on the news (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
You trifling you gone pay yo dues
You dance with the devil you lose
These bitches they real quick to choose
The long run they gone get the blues
I make my own shit these n***as play catch up (All the time)
Hoes think I'm funny might need to do stand up (Mike Epps)
These n***as whispering told em to speak up think you can beat us n***a you geeked up
Bitch you work part time I work til the sun up
No I'm not perfect but I can't be done up
You can get done up if you do run up no sugar coat I keep it 100
This competition you get wrecked (Can't Win)
I don't let my foot off they neck (No Mercy)
You wager I'm taking all bets (Set it up)
Let's put yo skills to the test (Let's get it)
I paved the way these n***as all play somebody tell bro he can't match (Mhmm)
I don't know you them 100's is blue you asking for shit you get taxed (What you learn)
Bitch I work harder than you (Big Blue)
That's why I don't got shit to prove
I rather kick back and count some racks man f*ck tryna be on the news (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
You trifling you gone pay yo dues
You dance with the devil you lose
These bitches they real quick to choose
The long run they gone get the blues
I must've missed something these bitches be stunting and fronting for shit that they don't got (Whaat)
They want a rich n***a but don't got six figures they f*cking for cash they a damn bop
Hop n***a to n***a that's hopscotch
Want me to wife you bitch nice try
Don't get me wrong I'm a nice guy (I swear)
But don't think you getting my piece of the pie (I need it)
My money gone go past the sky fore I die (Space Money)
I'm too nonchalant I won't tell you no lie (I swear)
Get off yo ass get some money quit crying
I put on a show since these bitches keep watching
I don't keep score but I bet you she clocked it
I need my money don't care when I clocked in
Call me a genie I got perfect timing (You rang)
People was hating I bet you they stomping
Curt the magician the way that I pop in
Got too much time I can't worry bout back then
You say you bitched me well run that shit back then (Run it)
These n***as phonies they got time for acting (Fakers)
Bitch I work harder than you (Big Blue)
That's why I don't got shit to prove
I rather kick back and count some racks man f*ck tryna be on the news (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
You trifling you gone pay yo dues
You dance with the devil you lose
These bitches they real quick to choose
The long run they gone get the blues
CaptainCurt - Big Blue Lyrics
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Ain't no C's bigger than these n***a
Bitch if you diss me my brother dismiss you
If you got problems come address yo issue (It's up)
Bitch we throw hands we don't gotta shoot you (Punched Down)
N***a we blitz you fists ain't gone miss you
Think you untouchable I got some bad news
My dog on the way to fetch you call em Blues Clues (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
Since you said sorry you think you catch slack dude
N***a that's common since shouldn't have to tell you
F*ck with me bitch I get money (Heeey)
Broke boys need a job they out here bumming
Bitch think she gone eat for free (Whaaat)
I'm fina drive off better start running
Can't use a boss yo cause is lost you really just wasted yo time (You tried it)
I penny pinch I'm Mr.Krabbs you owe me I need every dime
Bitch I work harder than you (Big Blue)
That's why I don't got shit to prove
I rather kick back and count some racks man f*ck tryna be on the news (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
You trifling you gone pay yo dues
You dance with the devil you lose
These bitches they real quick to choose
The long run they gone get the blues
I make my own shit these n***as play catch up (All the time)
Hoes think I'm funny might need to do stand up (Mike Epps)
These n***as whispering told em to speak up think you can beat us n***a you geeked up
Bitch you work part time I work til the sun up
No I'm not perfect but I can't be done up
You can get done up if you do run up no sugar coat I keep it 100
This competition you get wrecked (Can't Win)
I don't let my foot off they neck (No Mercy)
You wager I'm taking all bets (Set it up)
Let's put yo skills to the test (Let's get it)
I paved the way these n***as all play somebody tell bro he can't match (Mhmm)
I don't know you them 100's is blue you asking for shit you get taxed (What you learn)
Bitch I work harder than you (Big Blue)
That's why I don't got shit to prove
I rather kick back and count some racks man f*ck tryna be on the news (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
You trifling you gone pay yo dues
You dance with the devil you lose
These bitches they real quick to choose
The long run they gone get the blues
I must've missed something these bitches be stunting and fronting for shit that they don't got (Whaat)
They want a rich n***a but don't got six figures they f*cking for cash they a damn bop
Hop n***a to n***a that's hopscotch
Want me to wife you bitch nice try
Don't get me wrong I'm a nice guy (I swear)
But don't think you getting my piece of the pie (I need it)
My money gone go past the sky fore I die (Space Money)
I'm too nonchalant I won't tell you no lie (I swear)
Get off yo ass get some money quit crying
I put on a show since these bitches keep watching
I don't keep score but I bet you she clocked it
I need my money don't care when I clocked in
Call me a genie I got perfect timing (You rang)
People was hating I bet you they stomping
Curt the magician the way that I pop in
Got too much time I can't worry bout back then
You say you bitched me well run that shit back then (Run it)
These n***as phonies they got time for acting (Fakers)
Bitch I work harder than you (Big Blue)
That's why I don't got shit to prove
I rather kick back and count some racks man f*ck tryna be on the news (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
You trifling you gone pay yo dues
You dance with the devil you lose
These bitches they real quick to choose
The long run they gone get the blues
Bitch if you diss me my brother dismiss you
If you got problems come address yo issue (It's up)
Bitch we throw hands we don't gotta shoot you (Punched Down)
N***a we blitz you fists ain't gone miss you
Think you untouchable I got some bad news
My dog on the way to fetch you call em Blues Clues (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
Since you said sorry you think you catch slack dude
N***a that's common since shouldn't have to tell you
F*ck with me bitch I get money (Heeey)
Broke boys need a job they out here bumming
Bitch think she gone eat for free (Whaaat)
I'm fina drive off better start running
Can't use a boss yo cause is lost you really just wasted yo time (You tried it)
I penny pinch I'm Mr.Krabbs you owe me I need every dime
Bitch I work harder than you (Big Blue)
That's why I don't got shit to prove
I rather kick back and count some racks man f*ck tryna be on the news (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
You trifling you gone pay yo dues
You dance with the devil you lose
These bitches they real quick to choose
The long run they gone get the blues
I make my own shit these n***as play catch up (All the time)
Hoes think I'm funny might need to do stand up (Mike Epps)
These n***as whispering told em to speak up think you can beat us n***a you geeked up
Bitch you work part time I work til the sun up
No I'm not perfect but I can't be done up
You can get done up if you do run up no sugar coat I keep it 100
This competition you get wrecked (Can't Win)
I don't let my foot off they neck (No Mercy)
You wager I'm taking all bets (Set it up)
Let's put yo skills to the test (Let's get it)
I paved the way these n***as all play somebody tell bro he can't match (Mhmm)
I don't know you them 100's is blue you asking for shit you get taxed (What you learn)
Bitch I work harder than you (Big Blue)
That's why I don't got shit to prove
I rather kick back and count some racks man f*ck tryna be on the news (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
You trifling you gone pay yo dues
You dance with the devil you lose
These bitches they real quick to choose
The long run they gone get the blues
I must've missed something these bitches be stunting and fronting for shit that they don't got (Whaat)
They want a rich n***a but don't got six figures they f*cking for cash they a damn bop
Hop n***a to n***a that's hopscotch
Want me to wife you bitch nice try
Don't get me wrong I'm a nice guy (I swear)
But don't think you getting my piece of the pie (I need it)
My money gone go past the sky fore I die (Space Money)
I'm too nonchalant I won't tell you no lie (I swear)
Get off yo ass get some money quit crying
I put on a show since these bitches keep watching
I don't keep score but I bet you she clocked it
I need my money don't care when I clocked in
Call me a genie I got perfect timing (You rang)
People was hating I bet you they stomping
Curt the magician the way that I pop in
Got too much time I can't worry bout back then
You say you bitched me well run that shit back then (Run it)
These n***as phonies they got time for acting (Fakers)
Bitch I work harder than you (Big Blue)
That's why I don't got shit to prove
I rather kick back and count some racks man f*ck tryna be on the news (Yeah,Yeah,Yeah)
You trifling you gone pay yo dues
You dance with the devil you lose
These bitches they real quick to choose
The long run they gone get the blues
Writer: Curtis Frazier
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