Big Shrimp (Explicit)

Big Shrimp (Explicit) - Flatbush Zombies

Meechy Darko：

On my side and I'm walkin' with a limp limp

Lotta red wine and some big shrimp

Uh with a limp limp

Yeah uh yeah

Pistol on my side and I'm walkin' with a limp limp

I just had a lotta red wine and some big shrimp

Let me use my credit card on your baby ching ching

Used to sip sip 'til my homie died of that sh*t

I'm really lit lit so I Cuban link my Cuban b**ch

Blue note b**ch sh*t no b**ches on my wrist

Crazy talkin' dirty pussy pupupurrin' when I hit hit

I kept on my jewelry 'cause I still don't trust this b**ch b**ch

Sold my soul and bought it back for cheap but thats a flip flip

Ole English Hennessey watch me mix mix drink up b**ch

Roll Gelato in Pronto then dickmatize a b**ch b**ch

Her legs don't work no more had to crawl up out the crib crib

Acid in the fridge sh*t baby I maybe wildin'

My diamonds hit like censored stay flyyyyyy

That Triple 666 figures big chips

I'm always like Martin and keep talkin' darling you the sh*t sh*t

Zombie Juice：

All this gas I'm blowin' all this loud I'm blowin'

All these b**ches showin' all these n**gas bluffin'

This sh*t here fire this sh*t a riot

I need that b**ch with thighs her pussy sweet as pie

You callin' my dawg a liar I'm back to back like Aubrey

Your girl she like to party this 'cid this ain't no molly

Noooo this 'cid this ain't no molly

Nooowhoa yeah yeah yeah

Erick Arc Elliot：

Said I do it better them Margielas cost a grip grip

Pants is Valentino Waikikin' with my mistress

I'm the type of n**ga smoke a spliff inside a moshpit

Purple drink and lean ain't the same they say that sh*t is toxic

Kirkie made the beat now you see that's a plot twist

Hoppin' plane to plane forgot to set my watch to tick tick

I don't have them diamonds but I'm shinin' in this b**ch b**ch

When you run your list that's how you get get your sh*t sh*t

I don't take the risk I count my money on my roof and sh*t

Sweet and sours scream and holler make you lose your tooth and sh*t

I know it's been a long time comin' we got hits hits

Addiction by subtraction 'bout that action not the risk risk b**ch

Zombie Juice：

Call me chunli we 'bout our kicks kicks

This sherm and gelato smell like the best b**ch

Really ahead of my time thank God I ain't reach my prime

Open your mind owning the day one day at a time

Run it up double up flippin' what don't stop now

Count it up slap a what get the bucks don't stop now

This we smoke no coffin got a leather vest with Steve Austin

I move the base like a forklift it's a Zombie thing we some bosses

All this gas I'm goin' all this loud I'm blowin'

All these b**ches showin' all these n**gas bluffin'

This sh*t here fire this sh*t a riot

I need that b**ch with thighs her pussy sweet as pie

You callin' my dawg a liar I'm back to back like Aubrey

Your girl she like to party this 'cid this ain't no molly

Noooo this 'cid this ain't no molly

Nooowhoa yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah yeah

Yeah woah woah ohh

Yeah yeah

Um yeah

Yeah yeah woah yeah yeah oh

Woah woah