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BOSS HOGG OUTLAWZ : Badge On My Neck lyrics

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BOSS HOGG OUTLAWZ lyrics : "Badge On My Neck"

[talking:]
You know, if money could talk my ^!$$%
It'd kinda sound, like this here mayn

That's me ^!$$%, Killa Gorilla
B.H.O., we serving and collecting ^!$$% run it


[Hook: x2]
Big badge on my necklace, candy paint on my ride
I'm gripping Louis Va-Slugga, with peanut butter inside

I drop the top when I slide, I drop the top when I slide
Dr-drop the top when I slide, it make the boppers go crazy


[Kyleon:]
You see I make money money, make money money money
$#&@ with it, you gon take twenty bullets from me

Rubberband Banks, pockets full of dead honkeys
Addicted to carbohydrates, I'ma bread junkie
Only time I lose weight, when I'm pushing

Forgive me Lord, I might not be a saint but I'm pushing
Cup full of oil I'm bush'n, selling it like Arabs
Two diamond chains, look like they cabs

Blue over grey slabs, with the low pros on it
$#&@ 3's, gotta be 4's when I roll on it
My money like wood, it's mandatory that I hold on it

And I keep a deaf ear, when a hoe want it
You got prop money, I got block money
So F-Y-I, Killa getting guac' honey

I'm a real baller, these boys just act like it
I heard talk cheap, but Killa got sacks pouches


[Hook x2]

[Kyleon:]

Big chain big car, big money big bar
What I'm pouring up, cause I'm a big star
Fly cat, you can find me where that sky at

G-4 leering through kush clouds, I'm on a fire sack
Money talk, I'm all ears for the convo
I got the [email protected]%!e but not the one, come with your combo

I'm so dope boy fresh, I got em on deck
I'm talking bout stacks, where the rubberbands at
Like T.I.P, I do it B-I-G

Cause I'm a bad boy, off in the V.I.P.
With top models I pop bottles, and I swallow
The best champagne, that money can buy me

If you think a ^!$$% slipping, come and try me
And I'ma oput the bluck-blucka, to a (*##$'s body
And send a (*##$ ^!$$% body, to the sky like Heidie

Then hit the presidential suites, while you chill off in the lobby

[Hook x2]


[Kyleon:]
I hear you talking cash %#@!, but you sounding like foreigners

Dead presidents on me, call Killa coroner
Spender and a lender, y'all ^!$$%z just borrowers
So all your cheap talking, don't bother us

I got VVS do', y'all ^!$$%z got flaws
Pockets full og big Franks, and I ain't talking hot dogs
Kyle's style hot dog, yeah but not yall's

That's why my money talk, and y'all pockets lock jaw

[Hook x2]

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