Big Scarr - Federal MP3 Download

Big Scarr – Federal MP3 Download

Song Name: Federal
Artist Name: Big Scarr
Song Category: Latest Music
File format: Mp3/128kbps

Talented and sensational artist “Big Scarr” came through with this outstanding single track titled “Federal” which is obtainable for free and Fast Mp3 download here at Nobadsong.

This classic entry was taken off Big Scarr‘s newly released studio album titled “Frozone“.

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Big Scarr – Federal Lyrics

[Intro]
Frozone (Xay W. Da Play)
(Drvmlord)
Big Grim Reaper Gang

[Chorus]
Uh, woah, go get that bread what you better do
In my own lane, way ahead of you
Shooters half court while I shoot from mid range like a technical
Freaky bitch eat on my testicles
When I pop out in the hood, turn the block to a festival
Plenty blue cheese on my schedule
Get on the beat, walk it down every time, I go federal (Federal)
Uh, woah, go get that bread what you better do
In my own lane, way ahead of you
Shooters half court while I shoot from mid range like a technical
Freaky bitch eat on my testicles
When I pop out in the hood, turn the block to a festival
Plenty blue cheese on my schedule
Get on the beat, walk it down every time, I go federal
[Verse 1]
Uh (Uh), woah, hop on the beat like some feet, get to walkin' (Every time, bitch, I walk)
Kick the ho out, when she left, she was stalkin' (Why the fuck was you stalkin'?)
Fuck how you feel, bitch, I feel like you crossin' (Bitch, I feel like a cross)
Hop in SRT8, hit the gas, bitch, you lost me (Phew, phew)
I ain't sendin' no talk, bitch, you hear the exaustion (Yoom)
Fuck what you heard, I'm surrounded by bosses
Got sticks in the club (Woah), so you better move cautious (Let's go)
Shooters with me, no, I'm not with the talkin' (I'm not with the talkin')
Got green in my cup like a nigga from Boston (Like a nigga from Boston)
Drip, water, my neck like a faucet (Phew, phew)
This shit on my wrist, won't believe what it cost me (Won't believe what it cost me)
Reach for that ice, guaranteed it's gon' cost you (You know it's gon' cost you)
Cut niggas off, only gang on my roster (Gang on my roster)
Sippin' on drank out the bottle
Keep sticks, Harry Potter (Phew)
No, we never scared of impostors