Big Boi

Big Boi - Kill Jill lyrics

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Polo to the floor tho

You already know doe

It's [?] forreal

You see it hoe just take a photo

I'm reppin' as I'm fo' door as I fo'-fo' on your bro tho

Cause that do'-do' thought that he could rob a player for some dough tho

I pff- pff- pff-

Oh no, on some Allen Timpan

On some England manner, I'm so mystic valley

And I gotta couple pounds yesterday outta Cali

And my bad bitch from the valley brought me brand new Bally's

And I'm playin' with a no, American dream Dusty Rhodes

Man, she been ridin' clean since her daddy rode on Vogues

I done f**ked her in every hotelly, every hole

I ain't f**ked her with my wife, but if she meet her she might be a go

Bitch don't I look dashin'

Bitch don't I look classy

Bitch don't act so sassy

I'm the-I'm the man-boot

That's with or without you

To hell with what your mouth say, show me what that mouth do



[Chorus: Jeezy]

I hear 'em talking hella reckless

I won't even stress

Just kill 'em softly with my presence

Won't even address it

They say it's lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever

Hey, don't you see me out here shinin'

Bitch I'm barely flexing

I hear 'em talking hella reckless

Y'all won't stress this

Just kill 'em softly with my presence

Won't even address it

They say it's lonely at the top, this the best shit ever

And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever

Live forever



[Verse 2: Big Boi]

Daddy Fat Saxxx, with three x's

f**k niggas hit the exit

No X's on my chest but all these diamonds got me blessed

Usually I don't do this, dumb it down go stupid

Since 17 been countin' M's my bank account's on goofy

They say Cosby gave 'em roofies, now who knows what the truth is

Chicago bullet shooters my garage is full of hoopties

Got that Southern drawl and all that

My pretty rose look like ball-bats

Cause I've got som' to say and all y'all niggas can't get y'all ball back

If I ain't a hot boy, then what it is, call Sax

Daddy Fat in it y'all, never fall back

Like clocks in the wintertime

We stay eating like it's dinnertime

Been feasting and cheeping and blowing big but it ain't no reefer round

We don't know the meaning of drought cause we keep it so wet

Boi sweat now it's been a while, just speaking in general While there is no formidable, opponent, or/and nigga that want it

Pure uncut, never step on it

Line for line, dope when you want it

Mine the kind to give a nigga hope when they down and out

Nigga dig a hole so deep, ain't no climbin' out
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