Big Dawgs Karaoke - Hanumankind & Kalmi

This title is a cover of Big Dawgs as made famous by Hanumankind
feat. Kalmi

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With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Same as the original tempo: 90 BPM

In the same key as the original: Em

Duration: 03:13 - Preview at: 02:03

Release date: 2024
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, In English
Original songwriters: Sooraj Cherukat, Nikhil Kalimireddy

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Lyrics Big Dawgs

Uh yeah uh yeah
Uh yeah uh yeah
Uh yeah uh yeah
Uh yeah uh yeah
Wait a minute uh
Get it how you live it uh
Ten toes in when we standin' on business
I'm a big stepper
Underground methods
Top-notch hoes get the most not the lesser
Straight terror
Product of your errors
Pushin' culture baby, got that product you can't measure
Trendsetter
The one who get her wetter
Swervin' while I'm bumpin'
Project Pat uh
Yeah rollin' through the city with the big dogs
Fuck the laws, lawyer with me
We ain't gotta call
Celly on silent but the product end up hella loud
That's how you make the money pile for everyone involved
And if you don't deserve a cut then we gon' cut 'em off
My barber got me lookin' proper every single time
Fresh fade, gettin' faded on that top grade
No you ain't walkin' out alive smokin' what we on
And you know I gotta pour it for the ones who gone
R.I.P. it's in your memory
We carry on
When I die they will not bury me
Not what I want
Burn my body, pour my ashes in a river y'all
That's how we knowin' that the flow about to carry on
See immortality's a fallacy
I prove 'em wrong
The southern family gon' carry me to way beyond
Anything you've ever known
Anything you've done
They ask me How you be like this
How you live like this
Why you worried 'bout it ho
Get up off my dick
Get up out the way
What you think this is
No we ain't worried 'bout it ho
Watch me skrrt the whip
They ask me How you be like this
How you live like this
Why you worried 'bout it ho
Get up off my dick
Get up out the way
What you think this is
No we ain't worried 'bout it ho
Watch me skrrt the whip yeah
Yeah swervin'
Movin' to the money like it's urgent
Hands on guy so I'm in it like a surgeon
Uh
The skin color like the bourbon
A worldwide sign that we face closed curtains
Out here yo
Nothin' ever certain
Only thing that's promised is that promises are broken
Yeah
So we findin' ways to cope then
Only thing I'm breakin' is her back with the motions
Wooh
Yeah baby girl bring out the goodies
Snuck it in inside her hoodie
Now we turnin' up to boogie
Yeah
In school I used to fight the bullies
Now I'm fightin' with the law
Guess some things don't leave you fully
They try and push me then they try and pull me
Bet I will not budge
If you doubt it then just call my bookie
And my bookie takin' bets
Prophesize a profit when you know what's comin' next like ooh uh
Yeah baby girl bring out the goodies
Snuck it in inside her hoodie
Now we turnin' up to boogie
Yeah
In school I used to fight the bullies
Now I'm fightin' with the law
Guess some things don't leave you fully
They try and push me then they try and pull me
Bet I will not budge
If you doubt it then just call my bookie
And my bookie takin' bets
Prophesize a profit when you know what's comin' next like uh
Money on my mind
We gon' run it up
See what you gon' find
Baby push your luck
We been on the grind
We been gettin' up
We ain't got the time for you fuckin' bums
Money on my mind
We gon' run it up

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