Lyrics:
But I'm a shine for niggaz that ain't know Big
[Chorus]
Do, seem, like, my, fu-ture's, here, now
It feels good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm
and swapped that
'A' with a big fuckin 'S'
So we could get our sins up off our chest
I'm not the priest but please confess to me
The demons that seeped in
big, put it in my pockets now I'm "gyatted up"
Big bands, put it in a plate, I had to wrap it
They ain't believe in us (belive in us)
Now they mad at us
awards and
It's powered by Nissan
Big Tigger off the top, it's what we do
Everybody in Hip Hop, please stop through!
BET instabooth LIVE from the
Carpet
or weeks - I've been split by the big book
Laser tag in the past life: last time I get by with little more than a left hook
Now I got to think and I got
everyday we haffi sing
Live up you passion because we know it must live
Who a try test you with negative get a sting
Them kick up a ground and still bow
good luck
But the homie who ran. Mmmm
One Time gaffled him up
(Chorus 3x: Scratched by DJ Unknown)
Get your ass in the car.
Ho hold it now.
Keep
[Big Sean:]
Ay, BIG
They say they want something real
That's what I'm a give em
And if I keep it real how could they not feel it
Hey yeah
Can you
This street shit getting deep dont know who really with me
The road never been sweet this shit fifty fifty
It ain't been twenty four hours how I get
been about 6 months
And insults are everywhere
Even your own fans think your shit sucks
(I don't like Jay Sean)
And I know you pretend to ignore it
It's
from 'em? No favors
Clique too big, bread? Gotta break it
Cause these others low key with the snaking faking
Everything lined up for the taking
at the changed me
Wanting to finally be a bad guy, and let the soft me die, but that's a lifestyle I can get by
With, and now I'm feeling nothing but conflict
I
and get some head by the side road
She asked him to autograph her derriere
It read
"To Wide Load
This yard bird taste like fried toad Turd
Love
building up
This bullshit got me mad they say
Bangin' is a fad
It's a fad but it's a culture
My bedroom gettin' circled by some vultures
Ultra-sound bouncin'
a nigga
Ain't tryna hear yo' boyfriend talk, my bro gon' face yo' nigga
It's DT, you know what, I ain't gon' say it
Call the gang febreze, they hoppin' out
Pull her closer took her shirt off
I never had a pot to piss on
But i got your beats to shit on
I'm notoriously big you big Sean
I got you and my
Come on home wit me, niggas strap up
Hit the streets gats up
Clap up, and get they money back up
Come on home wit me, every block got a crack in it
with it than without it
Contraband, aye, DT, I'm the man
All the bands, contrabands, pop a xan
I'm on the plan, to get back, EBK, I'm with that
If he
like Lebron
I need it big
Just like I'm Sean
I need it quick
Just like it's Tron
I need a bag
I need the
I need the
I need the
Louis
Louis
Louis
Louis
Sean Paul:
This one is for all the sexy ladies
Yeah man
Pack it up now, buck it up now, pack it up now, buck it up yo
Shaggy:
Sexy, Sean Paul do
Get me another beer man
Yo I can't even believe it
You seen that donkey donk? Some shit man
Ey yo, you ever had that, uh, Jolly Rancher?
You ever had
Hennessy
Then we get it on
Mad women wantin to bone Sean combs
Sippin on Patron
Speeding we be leanin
Got em feeling
N when I give it to u throw it right
Won't give up always give
I'm gon do it big
Rather rock vans
Than rock the timbs
I'm gon do it big
Designer from head to toe on the flow
I'm
Cuz a n**** got sauce
And a n**** don't need no team
Choppa got kickback
And it gotta big mag
N**** don't fuck with me (yeah)
I been on dt tryna get
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