Kevin Gates - Big Gangsta

Come on DMac, pop your shit, DMac, pop your shit, yeah Bitch, oh my God, bitch (big stepper, oh my God, bitch) He looks like a big stepper (hello? Shit) Big ol' stepper (pressure 'round this bitch) Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper I'm pressure 'round this bitch Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper I turn around with that foreign love She got me steppin' on campus I'm fly as a bitch, I could fuck a professor (damn) She teaching me Spanish (señora) Doing bachata, teaching me dancing I was already romantic (yeah) I was just a lil' rough around the edges (lil' rough) Richie Cunningham, okay, I "ayy", Arthur Fonzarelli Y mi nuevo Porsche blanco, Forgiatos y Pirellis Vroom, skrrt off in a Turbo S, lil' Cartier, I'm flexin' She went to throwing her hip in a circle I went to throwing that dick in her cervix Bending over, doing a stretch routine She doing that shit on purpose Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper I'm pressure 'round this bitch Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper I turn around with that foreign love She say I'm a big stepper, we workin' on my form Saying the vibe be super lit 'round me, opposite of boring (Gates) My body on fleek, that mean it unique I give her that meat, I put her to sleep Fitness trainer, a big gangster Bad lil' bitch participatin' Breathe in, then release I need both hands on your knees Come on, arch your back and toot it up Left hand grippin' your obliques I just made a vegan protein shake while the camera focus on me (mmm-hmm) I might post it up on the OnlyFans, you can get a glimpse for a fee Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper I'm pressure 'round this bitch Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper (big stepper) Big stepper I turn around with that foreign love Big stepper (big stepper) I turn around with that foreign love Big stepper (big stepper) I turn around with that foreign love

Yeah (P Crisco got that heat, boy) I'm retarded (Ain't that DJ Chose over there?) I'm out my mind, you hear me (It look like DJ Chose) Yeah, uh, ay, I'm gone Big fats, she gon' bust it down, three-point God damn, what the fuck was wrong with her last man? Butterfly, way she make that booty go, "Bop-bop" Scared of her when she go to reachin' for her hair tie She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater Throw that ass, when it's shakin' I'ma watch, bend it over, makе it whop Both hands on your knees, push 'em back, make 'em lock Baby stand up on your toеs, come on, breathe through your nose I'ma throw it in your soul, ooh, bop-bop She said she in love with me, you ain't got no choice bitch You a real street nigga? Get you a Detroit bitch Reverse cowgirl, motorbike, she runnin' from it In her stomach, cummin' on that pipe, ain't no runnin' from it Bae, you know it ain't no time to talk I'm Kevin Gates, I got enougha dick for all of y'all Slow motion, pull her hair, grip her ass, slow stroke her Told her friends, no pretend, real dick thrower Big fats, she gon' bust it down, three-point God damn, what the fuck was wrong with her last man? Butterfly, way she make that booty go, "Bop-bop" Scared of her when she go to reachin' for her hair tie She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater (Yeah) She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater (Haha) She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater (Fuck with me) She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater (Hit her with that dick, she done fell in love with it) Slim waist, arched ass, I can't compare her to nobody Grabbed her hair tie, get in her bag, that's with no problems She'll look you dead in the eyes and suck your soul out you Make your toes curl, holy hu-hee-hee, no more I don't get tired, you know we ain't finished, it ain't over Ride dick, put your clit down, hold onto my shoulders My bitch, I spit in your mouth, fuck you, I'll choke you I'ma make your friends watch you while I pin you to the sofa Fuck with me, get in touch with me Hit you with that dick, you done fell in love with it I said, baby, fuck with me, get in touch with me Hit you with that dick, you done fell in love with it Big fats, she gon' bust it down, three-point God damn, what the fuck was wrong with her last man? Butterfly, way she make that booty go, "Bop-bop" Scared of her when she go to reachin' for her hair tie She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater (Yeah) She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater (Huh) She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater (Fuck with me) She go, "Uck, uck, uck, uck, uck," my lil' eater (Hit her with that dick, she done fell in love with it) Fuck with me, get in touch with me Hit her with that dick, she done fell in love with it Baby, fuck with me, get in touch with me Hit her with that dick, she done fell in love with it

Advertisement Listen to "Movie" "Movie" So what would you say has changed I ain't goin lie it's a different experience far as you don't think for yourself anymore You put yourself last and you know Out in California recording What the fuck got a text message Kevin just started IPhone on FaceTime This is important A home birth, this a first Dreka havin my daughter Watchin on the iPhone Thought that it was a boy Thinkin I gotta get home catch a flight to New Orleans Gonna pick up my car I gotta drive to Atlanta In that order Me and persialogo on the highway On that water Only stoppin for gas Think my Porsche in the garage Up the stairway in charge And she ain't open her eyes until she heard me talkin Man I can't explain the feeling thug Shit was crazy She was born November 30th Nigga ain't thought she was goin be here for Christmas Already missed a birth of one, maxi plate when he do Back in Baton Rouge for a video shoot T and dreka blowin up my phone Probably all day long I got too much goin on I'm right down the street Everything goin wrong In the back of my mind I'm like what the fuck do they want From me I'm only one man And it's hard to operate when it ain't no sleep (It's hard to operate when there ain't no sleep) Women's hospital where she was admitted Posed to be there for 12 baby due any minute Experiencing complications baby no longer kickin Perform a c-section doctor gotta go in and get em But that's alright I'm the type up under operator lights Umbilical cord wrapped around his neck he came out it was fine Surgeon wiped him off and passed him I grabbed him Can't get him off my mind Cryin on my lap Satellite video finished right back to the block It's a movie My life a movie It's a movie I don't like to do no actin But I know my life could be a fucking movie And he was born like December the 18 Be mad at me if I'm wrong but I'm pretty sure it was December the 18 A long ass nigga too Big mufucka about that long Lookin like he could really see what I'm talkin about Li heazy you don't understand that lil mufucker about that long Listen to "Movie" Enter artist/album/song to search lyrics form

Talk On Phone Been a gangsta you can check my fingers, I don't talk on phones Black coffee, sippin', chillin', thinkin I don't talk on phones Bad bitches blow my line up daily I don't talk on phones Just got a text, hit back check on my baby I don't talk on phones Data towers giving up location I don't talk on phones Transaction next day make the papers I don't talk on phones Wiretaps lead to open cases I don't talk on phones Kept it solid, see through poker faces I don't talk on phones Dirty dollars, just jumped out the booth, then went bought a Cou Wanted millions, with respect like Menace all throughout the booth Really thugging, ball shake back from nothing, I could work the streets To the ground, out of town with killers, won't sleep when its beef Hit yo phone, pull up by myself, and I play for keeps Talkin' reckless, you could keep yo necklace, see me better eat It's on the Bible, I'm the last survivor, dirty slip on cleats Business discreet, spilling my guts to no bitch, that make me unique Hitta on the table jumping (Hello?) cell (knock knock) Hol' up I'm coming Check the camera, oh that's Chuck? Let em in and take his money What you got? He spending twenty? Take this fifty, get back with me 1.0 weigh on the digit Grams I'm lettin' em go for fifty This that drop no soda whippin', I'm the sickest in the city Stripper shakin' ass and titties Money I throw counterfeited Yeah I told you I was ignant, bitch I meant it really really I got dope behind my ear Under my New York Yankee fitted

I've been abused by this cold, cold world Everybody around you pretending that they your partner (Woah!) Let you have a problem they won't even help you out (Woah!) Smiling in your face, you turn your back they talk about you I've been abused by this cold, cold world Lord I'm going out I'm stacking all my benjamins Swear to God that I can't wait to shit on all my friends again I'mma pull up bens again, p-p-pull up bens again I'mma pull up bens again, p-p-pull up bens again Long hair Dreeka looking like she got ass shots (Ooh!) Doing pole a rope and sipping lean and soda I am not Glock nine by the stop sign bout fifty thousand in the stash spot Pray to God we don't crash in the whip through the dash I could tap the gas and make that ass drop Ever wonder why your bitch look funny when the music playing Been a gangster safe to say that I live everything I'm saying Bend her over pull her hair and eat her pussy, lick her ass And when we be cutting up her feet be in the ceiling fan Hold up, let me get my roll on Think I need another pocket just to put my phone on H-h-h-hold on, let me get my roll on Think I need another pocket just to put my phone on (Who there?) Long nose, better get your donk on Speaking with the wrong tone, that'll get you dun dun Thinking with my dick wasn't nothing like a thong song Looking for a two piece boom chicka boom boom Everybody around you pretending that they your partner (Woah!) Let you have a problem they won't even help you out (Woah!) Smiling in your face, you turn your back they talk about you I've been abused by this cold, cold world Lord I'm going out I'm stacking all my benjamins Swear to God that I can't wait to shit on all my friends again I'mma pull up bens again, p-p-pull up bens again I'mma pull up bens again, p-p-pull up bens again Pants sagging bout gat blasting while rats snitching I am tatted Lean bad got bad habits yellow bitch from Lafayette fantastic Dead broke, got mad ad it, I'm back stacking I'm flap-jacking Your flap rattling you fat faggot, I'm back at it in the trap trapping I love the bens, I've been camping, I'm standing strong, you bandwagon I'm concrete, you transparent, my dick out, your hand grabbin No can blame us, who grab bammas, hit yo block, then rim shaggin No hidden cameras, from the back smashing, her ass clapping, I am nasty Road to riches, go and get it in Daytona Chargers Took a dive from not following our first mind I was getting in the mail from UPS If I tell you I'mma stay away from Juliet I'm lyin Everybody around you pretending that they your partner (Woah!) Let you have a problem they won't even help you out (Woah!) Smiling in your face, you turn your back they talk about you I've been abused by this cold, cold world Lord I'm going out I'm stacking all my benjamins Swear to God that I can't wait to shit on all my friends again I'mma pull up bens again, p-p-pull up bens again I'mma pull up bens again, p-p-pull up bens again

Would I be wrong? I wanna fuck you with one of my niggas If afterwards I promise that I wouldn't look at you different Broke down some buds of grigy empty my gar then twist it Settle down, it's 'bout to get explicit Passed you the light, you lit it, inhale, you cough, I get it Love the way you look at me, especially when you're tipsy This is bound to be a wild ride Wild ride, wild ride Pussy drippin', yeah we callin' off, nigga Hit you from behind, ass up and face down And I live everything I'm sayin', babe this ain't no make believe Fresh, we started Existence on a higher plane, mentally we orbits Stimulated my prognosis is that we proceed with caution Dick woah, stroke her slow, feelings caught us, now we're caught in Bread winner's my religion, these dealings are detrimental God blessed me with a pivotive intimate, then I'm off it Sippin' coffee, havin' money, ain't into flossin' 'Telligent conversation, conversin', sorry you lost me I'm awesome, broke down bricks, cocaine powder, sniff Gently placin' kisses against her clit, dick got her whipped She'll pleasure, yeah we fuck her together, pussy to shit Participate or stallin', won't even call 'em, I let 'em sit Purchase bae some purses, respect a slut, we takin' trips Sometimes I like to watch my ho fuck, video makin' flicks In the whip jackin' me off, know how to make it spit Hand in my drawers, fondle my balls, she got the softest grip Would I be wrong? I wanna fuck you with one of my niggas If afterwards I promise that I wouldn't look at you different Broke down some buds of grigy empty my gar then twist it Settle down, it's 'bout to get explicit Passed you the light, you lit it, inhale, you cough, I get it Love the way you look at me, especially when you're tipsy This is bound to be a wild ride Wild ride, wild ride Pussy drippin', yeah we callin' off, nigga Hit you from behind, ass up and face down And I live everything I'm sayin', babe this ain't no make believe Let's plan a visit overseas Spontaneous the way I do my shit, you wouldn't believe Rip out in the kitchen then I fuck her on her knees Make her eat my dick in front of her friend before I leave Bae you got these niggas jealous, steady wishin' they was me I turned up for a check and got some money off the streets Backseat of the Jag cut up for everyone to see Hit the club next to me in my section in VIP Eat the pussy from the back and I don't give a fuck who lookin' Might not notice but I'm strapped, [?] Under the light she dance for me, body movin' slow Break bread, fingernails pedicured, the polish glow My bitch look like a tiger, [?], she exotic Swallow from the bottle, point at what I want, she holler Tongue between her asscheeks, steam all in the shower Down for whatever, whatever, Bonnie and Clyde her Would I be wrong? I wanna fuck you with one of my niggas If afterwards I promise that I wouldn't look at you different Broke down some buds of grigy empty my gar then twist it Settle down, it's 'bout to get explicit Passed you the light, you lit it, inhale, you cough, I get it Love the way you look at me, especially when you're tipsy This is bound to be a wild ride Wild ride, wild ride Pussy drippin', yeah we callin' off, nigga Hit you from behind, ass up and face down And I live everything I'm sayin', babe this ain't no make believe

I ain't lie, know what's happenin' with me bae? I'm a fucked up nigga, I ain't gonna lie, but I know that, the first day I ever seen you, the first day I been around you I know we was set up, I know this Aye, you know how you feel, like fuck how it look Fuck thinkin' about all that, I know how I feel You know what I'm sayin'? And my heart don't lie to me That's why I follow that motherfucker like that, super real, for real When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side No matter wrong or right, sayin' it's gonna be alright No one to hold you tight, no one to look you in your eyes As if it ain't okay to cry, you try to be the tough guy Think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire No one love you like I hope our love ain't expire Tryna figure out why he dyin' on the inside One day I'll get over my pride I knew I loved you when I met you, some say this don't exist (aha) Emotions captured had to have you don't care who you was with (aha) And your apartment office Seigen had a brief disagreement You move back to Houston, we went like three years without speakin' Now, I got back on drugs bad while I was still chasin' cheddar My heart was broke, soft and stressin' battlin' with my depression On top of that my team was shittin' on me harder than ever (no lie) Not a worry in the world whenever we was together (here you go) I flew you out to Miami, we laid up in the suites (up in the suites) Bathtub full of fruits, while I was rubbin' your feet (rubbin' your feet) We went to Bloomingdales, I bought us matchin' grey Theory sweats (grey Theory sweats) Said, "I ain't want you to leave before you boarded the jet" (boarded the jet) When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side No matter wrong or right, sayin' it's gonna be alright No one to hold you tight, no one to look you in your eyes As if it ain't okay to cry, you try to be the tough guy He think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire No one gon' love you like I hope our love ain't expire You tryna figure out why he dyin' on the inside One day I'll get over my pride Shoutout to Nard, that's my personal trainer He cool with you because of you, I now treat him like a stranger Big booty Shelby, I know things ain't work with me and your sister Best of what life has to offer, love, you still my little sister Pull up in Vets, hear the engines, eight-speed TipTronic transmission Four-door Porsche reminicisin', wishin' you was here with me I used to tease you 'bout your feet, we would laugh and we'd giggle And havin' breakfast on the beach, you don't know how much that meant to me Holding hands and entering to the mall, public affection When you and me don't need no bodyguard, I'm your protector FaceTime, and I can't wait until you call me, your special You had that problem, now that problem solved, he won't disrespect you Uh, uh, not helpin' When you're alone at night and need somebody by your side No matter wrong or right, sayin' it's gonna be alright No one to hold you tight, no one to look you in your eyes As if it ain't okay to cry, you try to be the tough guy He think about you all the time, start to feel it backfire No one gon' love you like I hope our love ain't expire You tryna figure out why he dyin' on the inside One day I'll get over my pride Not, not-not havin' love, not halpin' You know I haven't loved, not helpin' No wonder I respect you, love I'ma kill someone if someone disrespect you, love Ah, I see you lookin' at my girl Yeah, but she a fine girl Yeah, I love the way you whine, girl Oh, she from an Island, she be-, uh Ey, ain't no lookin' at my girl Think about they're tellin' me

Yes sir, I'm never standing out I'm never standing out, oh, oh Aye this big Gates right here talkin' Watch yo' mouth, no dissin' me You know we all saw it You say I'm fake, that's your opinion, that's just y'all story Just face the fact I was y'all blessin', but y'all ignored it Your quest for fame had you distorted, not acceptin' sorry I'm really that, the streets a vouch The people vouch The jail a vouch All the niggas in the feds a vouch We held it down while in the drought One of my cells a vouch I'm standin' out When it's beef, I'm never standin' down Stayed next door to Jermalo while in Saint John apartments Couldn't afford the rent, we moved with Grandma More like an orphanage The neighborhood ain't like us, say we came from New Orleans Had some fights, I slung some iron in Baton Rouge, you recall it Lee Lucas doing life, he left when I was eleven Had a job I did not like and started narcotic selling I do it for me, I feed myself, fuck who not willin' to help me We either die or go to jail, so what the fuck could you tell me Fully loaded MAC-11 when this pressure get applied Got a brand new Glock-9 and I keep it by my side You took the side of that lil' boy, done out of hatred, no question Draw ya sword, get met with brute force, no second guessin' (up here) Watch yo' mouth, no dissin' me, you know we all saw it You say I'm fake, that's your opinion, that's just y'all story Just face the fact I was y'all blessin', but y'all ignored it Your quest for fame had you distorted, not acceptin' sorry I'm really that, the streets a vouch The people vouch The jail a vouch All the niggas in the feds a vouch We held it down while in the drought One of my cells a vouch I'm standin' out When it's beef, I'm never standin' down Still honor Tommy Wraith for everything he did for me, I was loyal Got betrayed, it came with great disapointment I thought we was under that law, but your nephew's an informant Put the folks in my business, gotta set court appointments Gotta suit up with lawyers, damn, this how we rockin' They copyrighted my name and wanted one million dollars The label laughed in my face, I had to pay out my pocket Young Money closed the door and ain't nobody wanna sign me Travis Newman looked out, we in the apartment, we grindin' If you want 'em wholesale, just pull up and we got it Shout out to Ms. Connie, my heart on Carolina I put diamonds in the T-O-P and all in the bottom I ain't never change up, let's get that understood I'm in that 70805, I show love in my hood I ain't never change up, let's get that understood I'm in that 70805, I show love in my hood Watch yo' mouth, no dissin' me, you know we all saw it You say I'm fake, that's your opinion, that's just y'all story Just face the fact I was y'all blessin', but y'all ignored it Your quest for fame had you distorted, not acceptin' sorry I'm really that, the streets a vouch The people vouch The jail a vouch All the niggas in the feds a vouch We held it down while in the drought One of my cells a vouch I'm standin' out When it's beef, I'm never standin' down I ain't never change up, let's get that understood I'm in that 70805, I show love in my hood I ain't never change up, let's get that understood I'm in that 70805, I show love in my hood