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Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Big Mike Da Don
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Big Da Don




Big Mike Da Don - Freestyle Lyrics
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Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, nigga, go
Gang put opps and time out, Cuz he turn the brick to a ounce
Hear from the back then I'm doggin' her out She get on top of the dick then bounce
One phone call, gang, walking you down Before they catch up, I'm knockin' you out
Switches, switches, ate up his goddamn leg They diagnosed his ass with gout
Who let the dog out the kindle
Who let the dog out the window
Walk in the courtroom like I'm old as hell Like I don't remember
Man, these opps gettin' bold as hell They better surrender
It get hot as hell in December These niggas act like they don't remember
You know that I miss you, baby I been thinkin' lately
On the road, I'm sippin' drink I'm drivin' like a old lady
Blurred lines, I see blurred lines They drive me crazy
I see your panny lines And you hella fine, can you be my baby
If you stand for everything, you gon' fall for nothin
You been sick of my dick for hours Can you suck my balls or somethin'
I been in the field so goddamn long You think I play ball or somethin'
Walk in the club with all black goddamn shades You think I ray Charles or somethin'
If you f*ckin', let me know If not, I gotta let you go
Bitch, I wouldn't give your ass a kiss We was under a mistletoe
Last nigga playin' with a goddamn game We hit him in the head with a steel toe
Bitch, you left cause I was broke It's 2024, you still poor
Go, nigga, go
We get green on green on green Like my first name, Cee Lo
Please don't make me force my hand Cause I come tag that toe
We'll put bread on top of your head And let them vultures go
Bitch, I'm off the drank I'm movin' slow just like a snail
Glock hit his stomach It look like he ate Taco Bell
He swore he had money On God, he goin' straight to hell
This bitch always actin' funny She want me by her hair and nails
Bitch, better go ask your man If you f*ck me one more time
We can post on OnlyFans Niggas ain't pushin' no P it's G
It stand for garbage can We'll lay in your bushes all night
Just like the gardener man
We'll put shells on your head Just like a taco stand
Spin the block once again Then light your ass up like a disco van
Then burn rubber like Michelin man
Free all my niggas that's locked in a can
Free the real, f*ck the fake Gang got rich off toothpaste
Gang got rich off Colgate This shark niggas ain't bathing ape
I want head like toupee Nah, I want head like today
F*ck this bitch like two weeks ago She talkin' bout her period late
Bitch, you must be crazy
Come to the goddamn trap right now We got cookie like the lunch lady
We got white, green, blue Whatever you need, nigga, we made it
Hop out the whip like slavery You on the verse, pay me
You on the verse, gotta pay me or something
Nigga, I ain't workin' for nothin
Let's go
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Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, nigga, go
Gang put opps and time out, Cuz he turn the brick to a ounce
Hear from the back then I'm doggin' her out She get on top of the dick then bounce
One phone call, gang, walking you down Before they catch up, I'm knockin' you out
Switches, switches, ate up his goddamn leg They diagnosed his ass with gout
Who let the dog out the kindle
Who let the dog out the window
Walk in the courtroom like I'm old as hell Like I don't remember
Man, these opps gettin' bold as hell They better surrender
It get hot as hell in December These niggas act like they don't remember
You know that I miss you, baby I been thinkin' lately
On the road, I'm sippin' drink I'm drivin' like a old lady
Blurred lines, I see blurred lines They drive me crazy
I see your panny lines And you hella fine, can you be my baby
If you stand for everything, you gon' fall for nothin
You been sick of my dick for hours Can you suck my balls or somethin'
I been in the field so goddamn long You think I play ball or somethin'
Walk in the club with all black goddamn shades You think I ray Charles or somethin'
If you f*ckin', let me know If not, I gotta let you go
Bitch, I wouldn't give your ass a kiss We was under a mistletoe
Last nigga playin' with a goddamn game We hit him in the head with a steel toe
Bitch, you left cause I was broke It's 2024, you still poor
Go, nigga, go
We get green on green on green Like my first name, Cee Lo
Please don't make me force my hand Cause I come tag that toe
We'll put bread on top of your head And let them vultures go
Bitch, I'm off the drank I'm movin' slow just like a snail
Glock hit his stomach It look like he ate Taco Bell
He swore he had money On God, he goin' straight to hell
This bitch always actin' funny She want me by her hair and nails
Bitch, better go ask your man If you f*ck me one more time
We can post on OnlyFans Niggas ain't pushin' no P it's G
It stand for garbage can We'll lay in your bushes all night
Just like the gardener man
We'll put shells on your head Just like a taco stand
Spin the block once again Then light your ass up like a disco van
Then burn rubber like Michelin man
Free all my niggas that's locked in a can
Free the real, f*ck the fake Gang got rich off toothpaste
Gang got rich off Colgate This shark niggas ain't bathing ape
I want head like toupee Nah, I want head like today
F*ck this bitch like two weeks ago She talkin' bout her period late
Bitch, you must be crazy
Come to the goddamn trap right now We got cookie like the lunch lady
We got white, green, blue Whatever you need, nigga, we made it
Hop out the whip like slavery You on the verse, pay me
You on the verse, gotta pay me or something
Nigga, I ain't workin' for nothin
Let's go
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Writer: Big Da Don
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