Listen to Meet the 6ixers by BigXthaPlug, Ro$ama & Yung Hood

Meet the 6ixers

BigXthaPlug, Ro$ama & Yung Hood

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

BigXthaPlug

Vocals

Ro$ama

Vocals

Yung Hood

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Xavier Landum

Lyrics

RoDarrion Harrison

RoDarrion Harrison

Lyrics

Byron Grant

Lyrics

Tony Coles Anderson

Tony Coles Anderson

Composer

Leon Haywood

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

TONY COLES

Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]

She's a bad mama jama

Just as fine as she can be, hey

She's a bad mama jama (Tony Coles)

Just as fine as she can be

[Verse 1]

Ayy, meet the 6ixers, not your average ****

We get money, been stackin' figures

600 chain, when it swang, this bitch glisten

She listen, I might drip the bitch in some Christian

A **** play with me, next day, bet he missin'

Forgiato my truck, gotta watch how I whip it

Came up off of rap, never thought I could vision

These cities and all of these hundreds and fifties

[Verse 2]

Came in ballin', they call us the big three

Known for steppin' on shit like a **** with big feet

Chasin' that sack, I feel like I'm an athlete

Heard he was bumpin', them bullets pro-acne

Dog-ass ****, I'll run a ho raggedy

Fresh out that water, that dope look ashy

From 'bows to shows, I never imagined

Out of state with somebody bitch, flew her first-class

[Verse 3]

Ayy, ain't the show tonight? Cuz Jimmy Fallon

Ballin' like KG, Paul Pierce, Ray Allen

Really been thuggin' with X since Malcolm

And Hood came in with the birds like a falcon

Stay with the Drac' like I hung with OVO

Had to bust the block down like the movie store

Know I'm a fool with this shit like Julio

Meet the 6ixers, Taliban, 6-double-O

[Verse 4]

I need all my money on time, don't care who he owe

Slid my foot in the game like I'm Coolio

Step on a ****, don't give a fuck who he know

Bitch, I'm different, don't care 'bout no coochie, ho

Before rap, I had rocks and I let it roll

Came a long way from noodles off granny stove

Now we eat steaks with the shrimp with the sushi roll

I'm quick to spend pape', but I'm quicker to get it, though

[Verse 5]

Won't make it for dinner, but I got them dinner rolls

Long way from the block, now I'm checkin' portfolio

Racks in my pocket couldn't fit in no billfold

Fork in that water, I'm tryna find Nemo

Get killed by a Crip tonight, tryna be a hero

He the last of the dragons, kick your ass like Bruce Leroy

On that corner, break dance with that dope like a B-boy

Got some beats for they ear like a motherfuckin' kilo

[Verse 6]

Draw down, erase a **** face while he writin'

All in your bitch ear like Tyson

Ran up a check on these **** like Nike

I'm a dog-ass **** with a bird like Mike Vick

Nickname BBL, stay on they ass

Tatted up like Chipotle bags

Monopoly man how I ran with that sack

Pushin' horses, like, "Who is that boy on that nav?"

[Verse 7]

See, I was a lil' boy, but now look, I'm that ****, huh

Three hundred on jewelry, I'm different

Four pockets full, all this shit got me limpin'

Still Crippin' and quick to go slide on a mission

[Verse 8]

6-double-O on my chain, got your ho on my dang-a-lang

Made a check in them booths with a Mexican, Chingo Bling

I was destined as a child, make her say my name

I made strips with the sauce like Raising Cane's

[Verse 9]

Tote the chopper, that bitch go ba-rum-ba-duh

Step on these **** like fee-fi-fo-fum

Fresh than a bitch like some peppermint gum

Neck water, **** reach for this bitch and he done

Written by: Byron Grant, Leon Haywood, RoDarrion Harrison, Tony Coles Anderson, Unknown Composer Author, Xavier Landum

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