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Big Factz Video (MV)




Performed By: King Beezy Supreme
Length: 2:59
Written by: Alexander Walker




King Beezy Supreme - Big Factz Lyrics




Lakeshore drive music
Say you gett'n money, that's big facts
Pocket full of 100s, that's big racks
Bad lil' bunny, she a quick snack

If I took her than you, can't get your bitch back
In the back of the LAT, getting Brainiac
I be Mack'n, I be pimp'n, I be cooln
When I step out these hoes, be chosen

They tryna see what a player got brew'n I
Put my stick in her mouth, while she drooling
I put my stick in her box, now she ruined
She don't like what these lames be doing

I got your bitch under my influence
I told her hit her friend up and we can do something
Gold chain on my neck, I'ma nuisance
Handcuff em to the bed and then I juice em

Say the cuffs too tight I need to lose em
When we f*ck, fight it get gruesome
It's just me and you, this a twosome
I be hearing all that talking, but do something

Put him back on the streets, I'ma lose em
You need to pay attention, I'ma learn
You sit it on the burna, whip it till it's earning
Hitting that shit with velocity

It ain't no stopping me, do it continuous
I hit that woman from the front and the back and the side
Just cause I'm generous
I just killed it and got back in my vibe

Just like I'm innocent
I put my pain and my past and my pride to the side
Just cause I'm genuine
I can look you dead straight in your eyes

And tell you you relevant
From the first time you showed so much love
I knew you was heaven sent
All the shit we ever did In our past

I never regretted shit
The way you conceal information and keep getting paper
I know you intelligent
Can't nobody tell me a damn thing in this world

It ain't no Bader bitch
Say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundreds, that's big racks
Bad lil bunny, she a quick snack

If I took her than, you can't get your bitch back
Say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundred, that's big racks
Bad lil bunny, she a quick snack

If I took her than, you can't get your bitch back
Say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundred, that's big racks
Bad lil bunny, she a quick snack

If I took her than you can't get your bitch back
Say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundreds, that's big racks
If I took her than, you can't get your bitch back

Back up off me, with the rude talk
How y'all let these niggas fool y'all
Fools out here playing fool's ball
I can't get caught up in that

I'm somewhere running up a check
I put security in your life
And make you feel like a vet
My bitch keep these hoes

Hatting , I love how she keepin' it wet, uh If it wasn't for my wife, my foot ah be
Still on they neck, uh when I was a shorty, shout out my brodie, showed
Me how to finesse, hitting licks with my woedies, rollin' up stogies
Pray'n, we makin' it back, get back to the crib, my wife and my kids

Everything in tack, to put food in the fridge, the shit that we
Did, I can't tell you that, loyal to the soil, sippin' on oil, inna
Pontiac, pray to my mama, stay out the drama, how you
Love that

I get all respect, say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundreds, that's big racks bad lil' bunny she a quick snack
If I took her than you can't get your bitch back
In the back of lack, getting Brainiac I be mack'n I be Pimp'n I be cool'n

When I step out these hoes, be chew'sen they tryna see what a playa got brew'n
Say you getting money, that's big facts pocket full of hundreds, that's big racks
Bad lil' bunny she a quick snack If I took her than you can't get your bitch
Back In the back of the lack getting Brainiac

I be Mackging, I be pimping, I be cool'n, when I step out these hoes, be chosen
They tryna see what a player got, brewing
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Lakeshore drive music
Say you gett'n money, that's big facts
Pocket full of 100s, that's big racks
Bad lil' bunny, she a quick snack

If I took her than you, can't get your bitch back
In the back of the LAT, getting Brainiac
I be Mack'n, I be pimp'n, I be cooln
When I step out these hoes, be chosen

They tryna see what a player got brew'n I
Put my stick in her mouth, while she drooling
I put my stick in her box, now she ruined
She don't like what these lames be doing

I got your bitch under my influence
I told her hit her friend up and we can do something
Gold chain on my neck, I'ma nuisance
Handcuff em to the bed and then I juice em

Say the cuffs too tight I need to lose em
When we f*ck, fight it get gruesome
It's just me and you, this a twosome
I be hearing all that talking, but do something

Put him back on the streets, I'ma lose em
You need to pay attention, I'ma learn
You sit it on the burna, whip it till it's earning
Hitting that shit with velocity

It ain't no stopping me, do it continuous
I hit that woman from the front and the back and the side
Just cause I'm generous
I just killed it and got back in my vibe

Just like I'm innocent
I put my pain and my past and my pride to the side
Just cause I'm genuine
I can look you dead straight in your eyes

And tell you you relevant
From the first time you showed so much love
I knew you was heaven sent
All the shit we ever did In our past

I never regretted shit
The way you conceal information and keep getting paper
I know you intelligent
Can't nobody tell me a damn thing in this world

It ain't no Bader bitch
Say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundreds, that's big racks
Bad lil bunny, she a quick snack

If I took her than, you can't get your bitch back
Say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundred, that's big racks
Bad lil bunny, she a quick snack

If I took her than, you can't get your bitch back
Say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundred, that's big racks
Bad lil bunny, she a quick snack

If I took her than you can't get your bitch back
Say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundreds, that's big racks
If I took her than, you can't get your bitch back

Back up off me, with the rude talk
How y'all let these niggas fool y'all
Fools out here playing fool's ball
I can't get caught up in that

I'm somewhere running up a check
I put security in your life
And make you feel like a vet
My bitch keep these hoes

Hatting , I love how she keepin' it wet, uh If it wasn't for my wife, my foot ah be
Still on they neck, uh when I was a shorty, shout out my brodie, showed
Me how to finesse, hitting licks with my woedies, rollin' up stogies
Pray'n, we makin' it back, get back to the crib, my wife and my kids

Everything in tack, to put food in the fridge, the shit that we
Did, I can't tell you that, loyal to the soil, sippin' on oil, inna
Pontiac, pray to my mama, stay out the drama, how you
Love that

I get all respect, say you getting money, that's big facts
Pocket full of hundreds, that's big racks bad lil' bunny she a quick snack
If I took her than you can't get your bitch back
In the back of lack, getting Brainiac I be mack'n I be Pimp'n I be cool'n

When I step out these hoes, be chew'sen they tryna see what a playa got brew'n
Say you getting money, that's big facts pocket full of hundreds, that's big racks
Bad lil' bunny she a quick snack If I took her than you can't get your bitch
Back In the back of the lack getting Brainiac

I be Mackging, I be pimping, I be cool'n, when I step out these hoes, be chosen
They tryna see what a player got, brewing
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Writer: Alexander Walker
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