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Out of Love Video (MV)




Performed By: Bigg Dogg
Length: 2:32
Written by: Victor Corujo




Bigg Dogg - Out of Love Lyrics




Upper West Side finest
Look ma peep the flyest
I be lounging
Backwood chilling origin-al shit
My whole team like to puff L's and look jiggy
Hen rock running through my brain getting so litted
My A game on B's on the passanger
D's on the block cuz the D's on the block
I see them not
Lil homie i believe you not
I believe that you think you hot stop it nah
Ya niggas all tryna flop shit
I been uptown smoking sour with the loud clique
In and up and out the 90s keeping money grinding
I been seeing grimey intentions from niggas that been plotting
These niggas asking what time it is like they never owned a couple watches
You see the hands up its my time bitch
I keep it 400 and 44 thousand
Pounds in the street my partner keep all the loud shit
Im foul bitch knock yo ass out the court
Im supreme Bigg Dogg of the courts
Kenneth Mcgriff with the hawks
These pappy masons aint f*cking with my Sosas
Line ya niggas up like Coka ill approach ya
All ya niggas straight chocha I keeps the toasta
For any of them ill motherf*ckers who wanna know God
Aint shit change
Just the number on the scale going up in ways
You'll forever be amazing
Blinded by the money like Mase
You got 24 hours just to breathe so they calling you Mase
Been summed my whole strategy up
I keep it gully like the chrome 9 chillin sitting under my gut
The Bigg Dogg been a boss don
Run the whole strip thats pleasent
I been peeping you peasents cheap like knockoffs
Blow both ya socks off
Irv came and hit the whole block off
I been said ya niggas need to stop Dogg
Im out yall
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Upper West Side finest
Look ma peep the flyest
I be lounging
Backwood chilling origin-al shit
My whole team like to puff L's and look jiggy
Hen rock running through my brain getting so litted
My A game on B's on the passanger
D's on the block cuz the D's on the block
I see them not
Lil homie i believe you not
I believe that you think you hot stop it nah
Ya niggas all tryna flop shit
I been uptown smoking sour with the loud clique
In and up and out the 90s keeping money grinding
I been seeing grimey intentions from niggas that been plotting
These niggas asking what time it is like they never owned a couple watches
You see the hands up its my time bitch
I keep it 400 and 44 thousand
Pounds in the street my partner keep all the loud shit
Im foul bitch knock yo ass out the court
Im supreme Bigg Dogg of the courts
Kenneth Mcgriff with the hawks
These pappy masons aint f*cking with my Sosas
Line ya niggas up like Coka ill approach ya
All ya niggas straight chocha I keeps the toasta
For any of them ill motherf*ckers who wanna know God
Aint shit change
Just the number on the scale going up in ways
You'll forever be amazing
Blinded by the money like Mase
You got 24 hours just to breathe so they calling you Mase
Been summed my whole strategy up
I keep it gully like the chrome 9 chillin sitting under my gut
The Bigg Dogg been a boss don
Run the whole strip thats pleasent
I been peeping you peasents cheap like knockoffs
Blow both ya socks off
Irv came and hit the whole block off
I been said ya niggas need to stop Dogg
Im out yall
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Writer: Victor Corujo
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