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Ungrateful !!!!!! Video (MV)




Performed By: BigBadGlock
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Terrance Griffin




BigBadGlock - Ungrateful !!!!!! Lyrics




If she ain't trying to eat
Or lemme beat
Den she ain't stepping feet by my House oh she a little freak
She eat it neat Ian feeling her teeth
N ha mouth i just pull up delete wit the Ross Nina on me
Wit the d***and the balls i'm just clutching that heat
Ina Mall Dem VV's they touching my teeth N my jaws
N that h** UNGRATEFUL she gotta go and dis Hoe gotta laser
Gone tag a toe what the f*** is He saying like he bout it hoe
All my Niggas be spraying for bodies tho Trying to slide
Homicide up the body Score got the 9 on my side
When I'm Riding hoe wit my Shawty I'm Clyde
She my Bonnie h** hit a stain like Some tide on sum money h**
N I tried to look out
But that shit so shameful
How you so ungrateful
Should be thankful
But I'll never hate you
Cause you'll up that banger
Put a n****in danger
But it's all outta anger
Make a n***a disappear
Like he was Chris angel
You forever my dog
You just real ungrateful
Got the racks Ina mall
N the racks on the table
We don't got it all
Don't mean we ain't able
Ungrateful!
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Run up them racks den I fly out to France yea
I got the racks in my mother*******Pants yea
I got strap dis b**** made In Iran I'ma run up them racks den go
Buy my own land cook a n****like Sum noodles no water
When that b**** Tell me to stop I go harder the way the dick sit
Ina Glock make me Slaughter n
I got the racks yea the Gwoup cross the border
I got the choppadastick cross the border pull Up i'm just flipping yo shit
Like a Quarter run up them bands cause we the Millennial's racks
Looking long yo Racks looking shorter give a give a Command b****
I am the general bet Not slip up better follow my order
My Haitians be sending that work Straight from Florida
We kick in yo Trap take yo work no extort er kick In yo trap b****
We need all them Pounds that glizzy just holding bout 30 Sum rounds
Run in yo spot Ian making no sound d*** Ian making no Sound
When I am the king just hand Me my crown f*ck
Just hand me my Crown Upping the stick make the folks
Hit the ground damn why they hitting the ground
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
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If she ain't trying to eat
Or lemme beat
Den she ain't stepping feet by my House oh she a little freak
She eat it neat Ian feeling her teeth
N ha mouth i just pull up delete wit the Ross Nina on me
Wit the d***and the balls i'm just clutching that heat
Ina Mall Dem VV's they touching my teeth N my jaws
N that h** UNGRATEFUL she gotta go and dis Hoe gotta laser
Gone tag a toe what the f*** is He saying like he bout it hoe
All my Niggas be spraying for bodies tho Trying to slide
Homicide up the body Score got the 9 on my side
When I'm Riding hoe wit my Shawty I'm Clyde
She my Bonnie h** hit a stain like Some tide on sum money h**
N I tried to look out
But that shit so shameful
How you so ungrateful
Should be thankful
But I'll never hate you
Cause you'll up that banger
Put a n****in danger
But it's all outta anger
Make a n***a disappear
Like he was Chris angel
You forever my dog
You just real ungrateful
Got the racks Ina mall
N the racks on the table
We don't got it all
Don't mean we ain't able
Ungrateful!
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Run up them racks den I fly out to France yea
I got the racks in my mother*******Pants yea
I got strap dis b**** made In Iran I'ma run up them racks den go
Buy my own land cook a n****like Sum noodles no water
When that b**** Tell me to stop I go harder the way the dick sit
Ina Glock make me Slaughter n
I got the racks yea the Gwoup cross the border
I got the choppadastick cross the border pull Up i'm just flipping yo shit
Like a Quarter run up them bands cause we the Millennial's racks
Looking long yo Racks looking shorter give a give a Command b****
I am the general bet Not slip up better follow my order
My Haitians be sending that work Straight from Florida
We kick in yo Trap take yo work no extort er kick In yo trap b****
We need all them Pounds that glizzy just holding bout 30 Sum rounds
Run in yo spot Ian making no sound d*** Ian making no Sound
When I am the king just hand Me my crown f*ck
Just hand me my Crown Upping the stick make the folks
Hit the ground damn why they hitting the ground
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
Ungrateful grateful grateful
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Writer: Terrance Griffin
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