Lyrics:
Yeah, oh yeah
It feel like the competition gettin way too spacious, yeah
I got way too big they losing time and losing patience, yeah
Bitches way too
I can't waste no time
I'm do it do it big and we gone be this fine
Balling everyday so we can do it big
Suckers gone loose cause you not it
You ain't
Been a long time, we must play
Beep beep beep sound, all in your town
Give a big smile, it's all in the sound
Give a big smile, frown if you want
Put
neck
And yeah bitch I'm paid
Big bag big boss
Little bitch I'm big pape
I ain't even rich as fuck
Still can't meet me at the bank
Nice teeth, sexy face,
steppa baby ima big steppa
(Lets get it)
Hold on
Fuck the cost nigga
When's the last time that you ran into a boss nigga
Keys open doors nigga
(Keys)
Told
because I don't have time
Not gonna fit into your mould
Not gonna laugh at all your jokes
You won't get nothing from me
Sorry but I'm not sorry
Big talk,
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
Eatin rich
Fried fish
Won't ever switch
Don't trust a hoe
Don't trust a bitch
Gon flip the switch
From off to on
On on the song
I'm gon do it big
a split
I gotta be rich
Ima be rich
Verse 1:
I gotta be rich
Sack bout as big as it Get
Pack bout as loud as it get
Water my neck and my wrist
Car
ain't no fuckin' rapper (woo)
He say he get them 'bows for cheap, ooh, he a big capper (why you cap?)
'Cause every time I ask him where they at, he
kiddin' baby?
I'm out here livin', what is you doin', baby-by?
Big, big, energy, feelin' gassed up
Ghost ride on you if you switch up
Monster rollin',
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest nigga
Now I'm the big ballin' nigga
I used to be the smallest
Bitches stay big mad!
Couple mad as bitches they watch me talk
Got some bad as bitches they dont play at all
Talking all that shit but in person i
hands
Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man
New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York
we'll get the bag Giving you all these jingles
One day we'll make it big
We never sleep at night
We working all the time
We working all the time
One day
and get rich
Bitch I'm so god damn motherfuckin cool
See me and you drool like you're nothin but a fool
Ridin down the strip with B-Legit and Big Ant
a bitch 'cause you wasn't rich (wasn't rich)
Have you ever been treated like you wasn't shit? (wasn't shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin' with
odd, hood rich.
More smoke, i get charlie bag.
We haffi big blow, truly big stackes.
Hide and seek wid the big names
Wise lingo, street slang.
dem by ourselves
Small small children
Old mama dem
Naked face you
Stand with one leg
Bend yanch face you
Begin swear you in
With big big juju
Amadioha
dem by ourselves
Small small children
Old mama dem
Naked face you
Stand with one leg
Bend yanch face you
Begin swear you in
With big big juju
Amadioha
"What the fuck?"
By 9 PM I need a possible bitch at the crib (fuck)
Hop up in the sleigh with a big bag of gifts (fuck)
I don't put my time into
I don't want to sit in no fancy crib
Time goes by, I wish I could fly, that would be lit
I'm big dreamer
Can't believe I was a drug dealer
I went OT
Everyday, You know I stay on my big dog status
In the city doing plays on my big dog status
You know we steady getting rich on my big dog status
I'm
the bitch niggas hatin' on him
Mad ?cause I'm Chronic 2008tin' on them
Big cars, big wheels, big chain
Big pimpin', big money
Big dreams, dreams, dreams
Big
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