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Yg - Big Bad Wolf Lyrics

[Intro: YG]
(Ron-Ron, run it up, run it up)
Uh, Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that shit
Temper tantrum with the money, gotta throw that shit
Throw that shit, throw that shit
Throw that—

[Chorus: OhGeesy & YG]
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that shit
Temper tantrum with the money, gotta throw that shit If that's yo lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay
Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit (Pour that shit)
Big runts in the wood, only potent shit (Potent shit)
If it ain't a hunnid bands, you ain't showin' shit (Showin' shit)
I just flipped a hunnid grams, all I know is this

[Verse 1: YG]
Ayy, got the choppa for the oppas, it go blocka-blocka
Hollow tips hit you, turn you to a pop-locker (Pop)
Me and OhGeesy link, it's a head knocker
Everybody eat, It's a Benihana
I call the goonies, I don't point heaters
Pointers on my neck, I don't point fingers
Niggas payin' eight hunnid for some sneakers
I'm payin' eight hundred for the scope with the nina
[Verse 2: OhGeesy]
Still sippin' drank, R.I.P that nigga Yams
YG four hunnid, I just flipped a hundred grams
Baby mama, she be trippin' 'cause they wanna fuck her mans
At the show, I be showin' out, so nigga, watch your hands
In the club turnt up in a VIP section
Ain't no glicks in the whip, boy, they in my presence
In a bitch head like some Herbal Essences
I don't argue with a bitch, I give her verbal lessons

[Chorus: OhGeesy & YG]
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that shit
Temper tantrum with the money, gotta throw that shit If that's yo lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay
Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit (Pour that shit)
Big runts in the wood, only potent shit (Potent shit)
If it ain't a hunnid bands, you ain't showin' shit (Showin' shit)
I just flipped a hunnid grams, all I know is this

[Verse 3: OhGeesy]
I like my Glock nine like my fucking Llama (Bow)
All these bitches, they be jealous of my kid mama (Yeah)
All she do is cook, clean and she count commas (Hey)
Mercedes Benz, she won't ride in no fuckin' Honda (Skr)
I don't got a backwood, I'm finna roll a Grabba (Ay)
Four hundred degrees like a fucking sauna (Huh)
I don't got a backwood, I'm finna roll a Grabba (Huh, huh, huh)
Four hundred degrees like a fucking sauna
Rich nigga, boy, you know I got rich habits
Silly bitch, do tricks like a lil' rabbit
304's on go, they be real savage
Fuck a nigga like me, get that real cabbage
[Chorus: OhGeesy & YG]
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that shit
Temper tantrum with the money, gotta throw that shit If that's yo lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay
Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit (Pour that shit)
Big runts in the wood, only potent shit (Potent shit)
If it ain't a hunnid bands, you ain't showin' shit (Showin' shit)
I just flipped a hunnid grams, all I know is this
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that shit
Temper tantrum with the money, gotta throw that shit If that's yo lil' baby, gotta mow the bitch, ay
Big cuts of that juice, nigga pour that shit (Pour that shit)
Big runts in the wood, only potent shit (Potent shit)
If it ain't a hunnid bands, you ain't showin' shit (Showin' shit)
I just flipped a hunnid grams, all I know is this

[Outro: YG]
Mister big bad Wolf, go and blow that shit
If you got it, then you got it
Gotta show that shit
Temper tantrum with the money, gotta throw that shit
Throw that shit, throw that shit
Throw that—