Tank and The Bangas - Big lyrics

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Tank and The Bangas - Big lyrics

[Intro: Tank] What? Man turn that beat up Oh, let's go [Verse 1: Tank] Big ass, big mouth, big bands, big house Everything I do is big, chillin' at Big Freedia house All I drive is big sh*t Toilet bowls been cleaning out I pull up in that black thing, I do a set, I roll out Big bank, Big Tank, bang bang, shots out All of y'all can eat this up, like black folk at the cookout Thick and pretty, from the South Money chasing, fu*k the clout Settle down, children before I bring my paddle out (Let's go! Uh-huh) [Pre-Chorus: Big Freedia] I got the juice that make the girls wanna move (I got the juice, now) I got the juice that make the girls wanna move (Girl, girl gone) I got the juice that make the- (Drop) I got the juice that makе the- (Dirty south, ah) I got the juice that makе the girls wanna move (Let's go!) [Chorus: Big Freedia] Bodies on the floor (I got the juice, now) Percolatin' to the flow (I got the juice) (I got-I got the juice that make the girls wanna move) Gettin' loose, sweatin' hoops Now ya' earrings on the floor Bodies on the floor (I got the juice) Percolatin' to the flow (I got-I got the juice) Gettin' loose, sweatin' hoops Now ya' earrings on the floor [Verse 2: Tank] You know how the story goes, I am all they talk about Tarriona Ball's big boss, 'cause they ball out Ya' clout chase for big weight I'm sniffing all you hoes out MC Hammer time, I'm about to bring the hammer out Everybody get up in a circle, take ya' weave off This the type of beat that lock ya knees and push ya back out Baby phat in Phatty jeans, babyface, no lace out Baby bangs, my lace out, don't think 'bout that there Them credit cards is maxed out We get a flat and change the drop It's effortless, no comparison b*tch, I'm killin' it I'm moving up like the Jeffersons (Let's go!) [Pre-Chorus: Big Freedia] I got the juice that make the girls wanna move (I got the juice, now) I got-I got the juice that make the girls wanna move (Girl, girl gone) I got the juice that make the- (Drop) I got the juice that make the- (Dirty south, ah) I got the juice that make the girls wanna move (Let's go!) [Chorus: Big Freedia] Bodies on the floor (I got the juice, now) Percolatin' to the flow (I got the juice) (I got-I got the juice that make the girls wanna move) Gettin' loose, sweatin' hoops Now ya' earrings on the floor Bodies on the floor (I got the juice) Percolatin' to the flow (I got the juice) Gettin' loose, sweatin' hoops (I got the juice) Now ya' earrings on the floor, hoe

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