Lyrics:
Blasting holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Heard
King Kong big
Big like the Empire State Building
Be big, up top with the stars
Big house, big bag, living large
Wanna be big
Think about it think bigger
a look at Mars
I hear universal laughter ringing out among the stars
Fruitcakes in the galaxy (fruitcakes in the kitchen)
Fruitcakes on the earth
dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it
dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Let's hear it
Buckingham Palace
Out in front the fountains
I Light em up
Burn em
By the gallons
Did it late night
For the jimmy fallons
Big show
All that
Always showed love
the Saying They talking shit about me
Ouu when i joined hip hop ian get no Horayyyy
You wasnt fucking wit me nigga
Trap32 in the streets with ah big 3 no miami
Lil' spoiled bitch, two thousand on shoes (two thou', shoes)
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two (yeah, dos, two)
By myself at the top like
knees throw a bag at ya'
Molly feel like Hercules when a nigga jab at ya'
Hold on wait, hopping in the Wraith
Stars in the ceiling like I'm living out
her girl in and ate her out for me, wow
All night sexin', just think, this all came from one question
You got a big ass bell?
Let me see you jingle
her girl in and ate her out for me, wow
All night sexin', just think, this all came from one question
You got a big ass bell?
Let me see you jingle
future in the loops I could pin
Walked out on a gig and I turned to the streets
Kept my name low key I ain't heard from in weeks
I came up wit a strategy
I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go
the dream big
I was living by the side watching kids that are rich ridding bike ,shinning teeth but I never had shit
I got water in my eyes, reminiscing and I
a feature
Fucked up at the Cedar
Suss out the family tree, I'm Eetswa
It's in my genes like G-Star
Won't follow procedure
Run a big muck, I dont give a fuck
street dreams are made of these
Still when I pass by they continue to freeze
'Cause the rest of this shit is strictly freestyle
Catch it and why Hollywood
the stars in the morning
I'ma keep it real I ain't fronting
We made it out the dungeon
I'ma push way pass my limit
I'm all in, we winning
I want the bags, I
(Bling blaow)
Come like I threw a celebrity cook-out
'Cause I got the stars in my roof
Nothing but net, step back and I shoot
Hard in the streets, I
up and
Y'all pussy niggas got strap-ons
Bitch we breed this 5-stars
Bitch we bleed these 5-stars
YMCMB, you can come get fucked by 5 stars!
She ain't
to the cassies
NYC, top-down, Big blastin'
Nas said I'd be a legend, nigga, don't gas me
Hot in '97, Funk Flex had to ask me
"How you make out that beef with
Whip this big dick lipstick shawty
With my big kick, big stick, big tit thottie
With that rampage, champagne, all star body
With my lipstick shawty,
soda
Worried bout the PO PO, hell nah not me
Just worried bout the bro bro gettin to the green
Get pops out the street, Smoke weed in peace
Big couch big
I walk out
I put it on left the flaws out
From my hair
Nails
Shoes
If he step up he playing by my rules
Cause I got
Big big energy
Big energy
Big
stayed toe to toe with her vocal gymnastics. She's shocked. And she asks someone, Go get Rob. Rob walks in and she says, check this girl out and we start
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