Tag: Big Latto

SpotEmGottem & Mulatto – Beat Box (Big Latto Mix) Lyrics

[Intro: Mulato]
Yeah, yeah, this shit exclusive
Big Latto

[Verse 1: Mulato]
I told ya I’m that bitch from the South, I knock a nigga socks off
I’m outside swinging sticks, I ain’t talkin’ top golf
I been killin’ features, I’m on everythin’ like hot sauce
So don’t act like I ain’t been that bitch since I popped off
Big chains hang around me, loitering, wifey bring, them pointers in (Ice)
Show ’em, the end of the road, I ain’t into turnin’ boys to men
Walk through, there’s forty bands, red bottoms like Toya man (Yeah)
Who cut a nigga off quicker than me? Shit, not even Lori can (On God)
Who she think she is? She don’t win big, so well, bitch, I did (I did)
Bitches ain’t on shit but dick, I’m pullin’ triggers, not no wigs (Yeah)
Latto that, Latto this (Ha), tryna figure out my biz (Yeah)
Tell the blogs when they speak on Latto, don’t forget the Big
Higher than them tree tops (Yeah), bitch thinkin’ she hot (What?)
AP scally bust down (Ice), long way from them G-Shocks
Your fave is a freak thot (On God), no walls, sheet rocks
Told you he don’t eat, but to this pussy he gon’ beatbox
Ha, on God
This shit just too motherfuckin’ easy
Big Latto, big money, big Balenciaga, big been takin’ everything motherfuckin’ big
I’m the biggest, ha

[Chorus: SpotEmGottem]
Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
Tried to get away from me, had a standoff
Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss
Thuggin’ in my Reeboks, ridin’ with a G-SHOCK
Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make ’em beat box
OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car
Had a mask on, Draco make ’em beat box

[Verse 2: SpotEmGottem]
In Miami with my motherfuckin’ heat out
With another nigga bitch, said she got her feet out
I walked in the party, I’m on my big goon shit
Ready to get it started, bitch, I got no sense
Oh, he the plug, ridin’ ’round with four bricks
Call me Kobe, twenty-four on me
Can’t fuck wit’ her no more, that lil’ bitch, she do the most
I get my groove on every time I see them folks
I got the antidote, I’m thinking that’s something you need to know
I’m smooth and I’m cold, she know my wrist on froze
Skinny jeans on with a big bankroll
She playin’ my song, I got her takin’ off her thong
I’m tryna get it on, she feeling all over my Peter bone
Two rights don’t make a wrong, it just go on and on
I’m kickin’ shit like Jackie Chan ’til they got my kicks on
I aim, I hit my target, I’ma up this bitch regardless

[Chorus: SpotEmGottem]
Bur— Bur— Burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
Tried to get away from me, had a standoff
Hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
My woadie just caught a body, I nicknamed him Randy Moss
Th— Th— Thuggin’ in my Reeboks, riding with a G-SHOCK
Shh, I heard he shot, Draco make ’em beat box
OG made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car
Had a mask on, Draco make ’em beat box

Chris Brown & Young Thug – Go Crazy (Remix) Lyrics

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[Intro: Chris Brown]
Get me lit (Oh, yeah)
(Oh, is that Kaniel again?)
Go crazy (Oh, yeah)
It’s the remix, remix, remix (Oh, remix)
Go crazy (Oh)
Yeah, baby, I can put you on a flight
(Ayy, bring it, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)
It’s the remix, remix, remix

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Durkio, take a Perkio and tell me you been hurt before
Stamp check got you livin’ life, but you ain’t workin’ though
Her man said that way long, I’m the first to know
She ain’t in control, she want a birth, can get a Birkin though
Go crazy through the trap and show me love now
Can’t allow one hundred niggas wavin’ her on Clubhouse
Off the ’42 with my dawg, I feel like Dugg now
I done sipped so much pints of red, I think I’m Blood now
I’m from the trenches for sure, for sure
You got my back? Let me know, me know
In Post Oaks homie close, we close
Rolls truck, hit the button just to close the door, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Trips to your crib in the middle of the night
I know that you miss me ’cause I put it down right
Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight
You know that a nigga like me can change your life

[Chorus: Chris Brown & Mulatto]
Oh, baby
Everything you do is amazing
Ain’t nobody watchin’, go crazy
I got what you need
Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil’ baby (Oh)
Everything you do is amazing (Yeah)
Ain’t nobody watchin’, go crazy (Big Latto)
I got what you need
Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil’ baby

[Verse 2: Mulatto]
I let him hit it once, he went brazy (Brr)
Fucked around and left his old lady (Haha)
Gucci and Prada me if you proud of me (Ah)
Give me brain like psychology (Ah)
Big ‘Latto, he tryna hit the lottery (Lotto)
Wrist and my necklace (Ice), I don’t chill, Netflix (Ice)
I ain’t stuntin’ with no other nigga ’cause he got the best dick
And I got that wet shit (Ooh), he know not to test this (Ah)
If I leave him, he’ll be lookin’ for me in his next bitch, uh
Throat baby, I go throat crazy (Mmh)
He put me in that Corvette, that’s why these hoes hate me (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
Fuck they opinion ’cause we grown (Uh)
Turn a one-night-stand into a happy home (Haha), on God

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Trips to your crib in the middle of the night
I know that you miss me ’cause I put it down right
Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight
You know that a nigga like me can change your life

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Oh, baby
Everything you do is amazing (Amazing, oh)
Ain’t nobody watchin’, go crazy (I got what you need)
I got what you need
Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil’ baby

[Verse 3: Future & Chris Brown]
I cheat on you, you cheat on me, you ain’t loyal
They think you shy, but you a freak, that’s why I spoil you
I could’ve hit it for the free, Christian Dior you
No sweeping you off of your feet in the space shuttle
I come through, we swimmin’ in the middle of the night
We trending worldwide ’cause, baby, we on fire
Had a threesome with a Muslim and a Christian
I swapped our religions, felt like Jesus Christ when I did it (Oh, ayy, bring it, bring it back, bring it back, bring it back)
Have you ever went skinny dippin’ on a flight?
PJ came with a bag full of ice, oh, baby
I could change every life
Solitary’s whiter than rice, going crazy
I could have whispered to this bitch on this remix (Oh)
She just came out of [?], I can see it
Like the pussy the enemy, every time gotta kill it
Chandelier baguettes, look like we fuckin’ in the mirror
Break your back, Kelly got you flyer than a kite
Richest nigga she fucked, made her a virgin twice
Don’t block none of these goofies, just curve these guys
Reminisce ’bout you had when you see what I got
You amazing when it come down to showing you mine
You my favorite girl, they all wanna know why
I done changed wardrobes, I done changed your style
I’ma change your life, girl, tell me it’s about time

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Trips to your crib in the middle of the night (Trips to your crib)
I know that you miss me ’cause I put it down right (Down right, baby)
Damn, babe, I can put you on a flight (Oh)
You know that a nigga like me can change your life

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Oh, baby
Everything you do is amazing
Ain’t nobody watchin’, go crazy (Now)
I got what you need
Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil’ baby (Yeah, oh)
Everything you do is amazing (Yeah, yesh)
Ain’t nobody watchin’, go crazy
I got what you need
Everybody think you shy, but I know you a freak, lil’ baby

Mulatto – In ‘n’ Out Lyrics

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[Intro]
M-M-M-Murda

[Pre-Chorus: Mulatto]
Only big talk shit come out my mouth
You know the sex too good, can’t leave the house
I’m a spoiled-ass bitch, I like to pout
My nigga pop that shit if he pull it out

[Chorus: Mulatto]
It go in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out
My nigga pop that shit if he pull it out
My nigga pop that shit if he pull it out
It go in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out
In and out, in and out, in-in-in and in and in out
In and out, in and out, in-in-in and in and in out

[Verse 1: Mulatto]
I’ma pop it if I pull out, trap who? Make him pull out
I’ve been tryna keep it classy, ho, don’t make me bring the hood out
If the bitch want beef, tell her “Pull up to the cookout” (Pull up, ho)
Big Latto, big backends, yeah, bitch, I’m booked out (Big Latto)
In and out, I’ma put it in his mouth, uh (In his mouth)
Where my crown? I’m the queen of the south, uh (Queen)
My wrist water, pussy water, don’t drown (Uh)
30 Glock in my Dior, I dare a bitch to run down
It hit harder when you come up from the bottom (On God)
Touched an M at 21, bitch, I’m a motherfuckin’ problem
Nigga ain’t know how to eat it but I taught him (Yeah)
Put it on him once and then forgot him (The fuck?)
[Pre-Chorus: Mulatto]
Only big talk shit come out my mouth
You know the sex too good, can’t leave the house
I’m a spoiled-ass bitch, I like to pout
My nigga pop that shit if he pull it out

[Chorus: Mulatto]
It go in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out
My nigga pop that shit if he pull it out
My nigga pop that shit if he pull it out
It go in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out
In and out, in and out, in-in-in and in and in out
In and out, in and out, in-in-in and in and in out

[Verse 2: Yung Miami, JT]
Hunnid thousand, that’s some chump change (Haha)
Make this nigga eat my pussy comin’ home from the Heat game
Make bitches nervous at awards, they want seat changes (Facts)
Boss bitch, boy, I’m too dangerous
Make a trap nigga come up out them Palm Angels
I ain’t cheatin’ with no nigga, we was entangled (Jada)
I was skippin’ school, y’all was singin’ Star Spangled
Fuck him backseat, tryna get in them car angles
Put it deep in my mouth, in and out, quick and fast (In and out)
Pull it out, make it drip, put it straight up in my ass
Gimme cash ‘fore I leave, you might never hit again
Never suck that dick again, ’til that check, it’s good riddance (Woah)
[Verse 3: JT]
Still the same bitch y’all ain’t fuckin’ with (Aha)
Fresh up out the feds, fuck the government (Aha)
I don’t clear rumors ’bout who I’m fuckin’ with (Aha)
Really don’t need these niggas, so I brother them
Pop my shit (Yeah), I ain’t scared of no bitch
New AP for every time I took those risks (Ice, ice, ice, ice)
Don’t test my wrist, won’t pass this quiz (Yeah)
You bitches was in and out, I’m still that bitch (Period)

[Pre-Chorus: Mulatto]
Only big talk shit come out my mouth
You know the sex too good, can’t leave the house
I’m a spoiled-ass bitch, I like to pout
My nigga pop that shit if he pull it out

[Chorus: Mulatto]
It go in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out
My nigga pop that shit if he pull it out
My nigga pop that shit if he pull it out
It go in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out, in-in-in and out
In and out, in and out, in-in-in and in and in out
In and out, in and out, in-in-in and in and in out

Mulatto – No Hook Lyrics

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Big Latto
Yeah

I got money and my own family started acting funny
I don’t trust nobody keep it on me
I swear they always told me that the top would be lonely
Two year relationship that nigga really owe me
Bitch I want my time back
Bruises had to hide that
I thought I was pregnant to this day I’m thanking God for that
Fuck the Rap Game still happy I ain’t sign that
No sleep, when I land headed straight to sound check
Dropped 10 bands to beat a case that I ain’t do
How the fuck they book me for some shit with no proof?
Bitch I ain’t forgot how y’all was clownin but it’s cool
Ima sue and get the last laugh on em when I’m through
I love my O.G. but he ain’t show me how to treat shit
No wonder I let that nigga try me like a weak bitch
Shouldn’t have made the tape he keep on threatening to leak shit
I let a nigga break me now I’m picking up the pieces
She used to be my dawg but now she’s telling all my business
If I could take it back I wouldn’t have been on television
Cause y’all won’t let me grow up and accept the fact I’m winning
Brother in a penitentiary it’s a piece of me missing

Heart been broke way too many times
Me and Brooke beatin bitches still banned from Mt. Zion
Can’t let the industry get between me and mine
Swear I’m trying not to lose it but this shit be having me crying
Mama had me at 15 really got it out the mud
I came home from school and seen bags, hella drugs
Lost a bond with my daddy for some money and a buzz
Swear the industry the devil shit it is what it was
Ain’t no stranger on the net finna tell me bout my life though
As a kid feeling too black for the white folks
Ain’t changing my name disagree and you can die slow
Work hard and pray harder bitch that’s all I know