Bigal Harrison - Too Much Lyrics

Ayo i pull up in the S420
Could tell the way I look a nigga smell like money
I'm fresher than a mothaf*ckin peppermint
Butta timbs laced on my feet, hitting the town for the freaks where they at though?
I met shorty uptown
She wanna know my government and who I'm really f*cking with it
I told her Shhhh pipe down
Girl, you ain't even gotta know that much
Just wanna bend ya over, eat ya pussy, get up in the guts, what's up?
I'm a freak baby, let's spark a conversation, how I, could, turn you, on and shit
Hol up, you got, no plans, wassup, wit it, pull up
I'll have, ya panties, wet without stroking!
She like my confidence, I talk big shit like a ball player starting for the NY Knicks
Winning chips, counting dividends, split it with my fam
In ya mix like some butter grits, hope you understand it girl

You getting caught up cause you know too much
So when you see me in the cut, diamonds dancing like what? Hol up
You getting caught up cause you talk too much
So when you see me wit ya girl, prolly giving her the world hol up
You getting caught up cause you know too much
So when you see me in the cut, diamonds dancing like what? Hol up
You getting caught up cause you talk too much
So when you see me wit ya girl, prolly giving her the world

Yo what up shorty?
I'm bigs prolly the flyest, and I'm lounging big dick style like ghost and Rae n them
Where the butter pecan ricans? I'm tryna lay with em
You just tryna stay with em, yo we ain't on that
Ya own man... a rat like splinter, cause he want the pussy
So my mouth shut, bigs who you hitting?
They overlook me
Stay unknown like the pokemon, so when I hit it she surprised by the shit I'm on
They think I'm quiet, but low key I'm a beast in the night
I keep the rubber on, do the right thing like I'm spike
She want the rubber off, girl you ain't ready for pipe
And that pussy so good I had to hit it three times
In the same session, she ask me bout church and god
Baby I'm a 5 percenter all praise to Allah
Save that pillow talking for them other niggas that be blowing up ya line
Tryna get up in ya jeans the corny times
They walking on a tight rope, smiling they think they got me
The way ya bitch staring, these niggas might wanna pop me
With a loaded pistol, packing that heat up like issa f*cking missile
21 brothers in my circle you don't want no issues

Control the game i'm eating through comp like i'm Anthony Hopkins
These niggas so facetious I'm laughing they jokes they imposters
I'm twisting up her walls like I stuck a fork into the pasta
We moving like Italian mobsters but hol up

You getting caught up cause you know too much
So when you see me in the cut, diamonds dancing like what? Hol up
You getting caught up cause you know too much
So when you see me wit a girl, i'm prolly giving her the world hol up
You getting caught up cause you know too much
So when you see me in the cut, diamonds dancing like what? Hol up
You getting caught up cause you talk too much
So when you see me wit ya bitch, prolly giving her this dick nigga!