Video Big Faces de Afrodisiac 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Afrodisiac - Big Faces Lyrics

BIG FACES
Lord tryna set me up for Big changes
After that even momma can't save em
So clutch wit it, nigga that's a lane switch
Yea yeah yeah, nigga that's a lame switch

I been having dreams of Big faces, horse power walking in a big stable
Black stallion gotta gallop whips crazy
2miles a hour driving miss daisy

Sometimes roses grow from the concrete Seen em pull em out the ground just to cop trees
I can't Xerox, no I won't copy I'm the one pouring water on the block, B
Watch it grow watch it grow

Big faces, Ben Frank, make a nigga persuasive, come close lemme hear what ya talking bout, aww naw y'all will never trick Jason
Slick saw it in the future like raven
Mind in a dark place like Edgar Allen Poe
Stressed out when I'm out on vacation
This time I might order beef ala mode
Watch em though, watch em though

BIG FACES , you don't love me, you just wanna switch places
Where the love at, they always misplace it
Aww man ready for the lane switch
Big faces, swear to god the higher ups gona lettem play
Really don't matter how old you yet, mothafuckas still think you're born yesterday
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BIG FACES
Lord tryna set me up for Big changes
After that even momma can't save em
So clutch wit it, nigga that's a lane switch
Yea yeah yeah, nigga that's a lame switch

I got the juice I got the lemonade!!!
I can't assimilate you fuckin with that minute made!!

How I get it like this, nigga don't trip
Think ya got a clue but, ya don't know shit
Pray for em like

Lord let me touch a hundred though, let it stack up to a million....and let it double 2 times for the fruits of my labor and the ones that ain't feeling him

GETTING TO THE BAG!!!

Use to only wanna get respect, now I gotta want the check
Hard work and opportunity gonna intersect
Heart on my sleeve and you in a vest
I always gotta hit the shimmy stackin pennies finessing payments, leaving voice mails tryna get me
2 jobs ain't the wave when you In your 50's , I'm working on it Ma we gon be countin beji's
Getting-to-the-BAG

Ima turn a sketch into a company
Years at it ain't shit come suddenly
It's in my genes, don't get knocked out ya dungarees
Red monkeys on the branch all the bloody leaves
It's a jungle out there don't fuck wit me, in the shadows for a while, I live comfortably
Wit my vibe right, you can't trace em I don't change up, back to basics it's all worth it for the big faces
We gon make a trip for the zip let it rotate ain't stressin bout a bitch on my own thang track getting laid a cross state/ on my own train, got my own train, got my own thang/
WE GON MAKE A TRIP FOR THE ZIP , SMOKE THE WHOLE THANG/

I GOT MY OWN SHIT LET IT ROTATE, I GOT MY OWN SHIT LET IT ROTATE, SMOKE THE WHOLE THANG/ smoke the whole thang/