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Текст песни «Dont Come To Big» от Bushwick Bill

Представляем точный текст композиции "Dont Come To Big" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Bushwick Bill . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Dont Come To Big» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Bushwick Bill передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Bushwick Bill - "Dont Come To Big"

Lyrics to Dont Come To Big : Heh heh, a ho ho ho Oh my goodness gracious, yo Bido, check it out G He he, yooo [Bushwick Bill] I met this freaky thing, Juanita Madlock She had a gat, big juicy fat cock She thought that she was too much for me to deal with Told her kick off her shoes, unpeel bitch You cant deal with this dick from Bushwick You said that, talk was cheap and her pussy was deep Its not the size of the shit but the motion of the open So theres nothin to be provin, bitch, get to movin And rub my nuts, cause its soothin And dont be too rough, cause Ima kick you in your stuff She was goin strong, I had it goin on With ease, I eased, her panties to her knees Protectin myself, with the rubber-tussin But the son of a bitch kept bustin I was bumrushin, dick hard as trig Man them lambskins dont come too big [Chorus] They dont come too big I know, I know, they dont come too big - HA! They dont come too big I know, I know, they dont come too big - YES [Bushwick Bill] People hear my jams cause they slammin And ask who in the fuck do I think I am' Its Bushwick, to you Mr. B Talk that he got his shit, now Im put ya out your misery Yeah thats right, step the fuck back And dont be callin me no motherfuckin Bushwack Its Bushwick, you dick-suckin tricks I oughta kick your ass cause your brain dont click Witcha wanna be cool-ass, fool-ass Act like you never enrolled within a school class Huffin and puffin, wanna fight, makin angry sounds A nigga weighin two-hundred ninety-seven pounds But I laughed, thats a small task Told him run on up, nuttin said, nuttin asked Cause I, never renegged on pullin the trig You ho motherfuckers dont come too big [Chorus] [Bushwick Bill] Back to Juanita, the peter eater This bitch swallowed my sperm by the 2-liter She said that my dick tasted much sweeter yeah Baby who knows her pose, bend over touch your toes And close your mouth fore a minute Before I end up stickin my dick in it And you cant handle that, its too massive Girl I fuck around and block your wind passage Bang bang, I was doin my thang And the way I swang that bitch couldnt hang I, made the bitch do, yoga I, rocked the boat, tipped the boat over Fired up a cig, grabbed the gin, took a swig Stuck my dick in, and I dug, can you dig' I was runnin through that ass like an 18-wheeler rig I let them hoes know they dont come too big, check it [Chorus x2: w/ ad libs] [ad libs to fade] [ Dont Come To Big Lyrics ]

Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Bushwick Bill. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Dont Come To Big» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Dont Come To Big» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.




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