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Big Baby Tape - Hustle Tales ft. FEDUK (English Translation) Lyrics[Intro: Big Baby Tape & FEDUK]
FEDUK
D-D-D-DJ Tape
Big Baby Tape, FEDUK
Lil bitch, bad bitch
E-e-e, e-e-e

[Chorus: FEDUK & Big Baby Tape]
She need Lauren, Burberry and Hermès
Spend guap, these designers on me, bad bitch
Ha, we alone high as hell
But boy, I'm deep in the bottom, yeah
She need Lauren, Burberry and Hermès
Spend guap, these designers on me, bad bitch
Ha, we alone high as hell
But boy, I'm deep in the bottom, yeah
(Pum-pum, toot-toot-toot, gr-r-r-a)

[Verse 1: Big Baby Tape]
Wake up with a brooke, that was a bad one sleep
On the block I shine likе in unison with the shadows
Ice-cold Tape, givе me a cold throne (Ice-cold)
Forget my phone, yeah, I'm forever alone (Br-r)
I count guap, yeah
Counting lasts non-stop, yeah
Hidden a Glock under my belt, yeah
Maski-show is a pull up, yeah, hey
Turned your trap house into a fucking haunted house
A couple of zennys in lean, I'm like a fucking Dr. House
Home alone, a lot of bitches, they want my sauce
Baby Tape, One Love, Moscow dirty sound (One love)
Next to my shooter - young Buda (Gr-r)
My shit is a classic, boy
My shit is for the hood
You can't see me, I'm hiding, yeah, I'm John Cena
Strength in a blunt of styles, God, jumped in a white Bimmer, I

[Chorus: FEDUK & Big Baby Tape]
She need Lauren, Burberry and Hermès
Spend guap, these designers on me, bad bitch
Ha, we alone high as hell
But boy, I'm deep in the bottom, yeah
She need Lauren, Burberry and Hermès
Spend guap, these designers on me, bad bitch
Ha, we alone high as hell
But boy, I'm deep in the bottom, yeah
(Pum-pum, toot-toot-toot, gr-r-r-a)

[Verse 2: Big Baby Tape & FEDUK]
Let there always be sunshine and a big stack (Stack)
Whip, whip, whip, whip
Let the sun wake me up when the snow melts
The skies are crying, a minute for those who are not around (R.I.P)
But if I die, don't shed too many tears
Put me in a Rolls Royce brand whip (Skrrt)
Put me in a black in my bloody brow
Throw a lean, a couple bloody hoes in a platinum crypt
Hey, I'm in the black, dragging a couple benz for pussy
Burberry bag, it's got an UZI, Baby's not in trap, I'm in the blues
Hold on, wait, big boy, hey
— Where have you been?
— I was where Tape should be
I love people, but there's no love for those bitches
Alizáde, OG thang, but I only got stronger
This money calls me, I'll tell them: "Okay"
And tomorrow I'll wake up the same as I was on the first day, wha'? (Alright)