Lyrics:
Everybody's got to do their thing, big dipper, big dipper
And at around about a quarter to ten
You got up and did it all again
He's got his own big dipper
now he's not so sure, big dipper
He's got his own big dipper
But there's always room for more
Everybody's got a song to sing
Everybody's got to do
And be sippin' on that sizzurp
Ay, big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
Big drank, big drank
If you got a sixteen, my nigga got a bizzer
I hate
me all you're ice ice
Baby boy got your Air Force Ones and
Your Sean John jeans
Way too big hanging down to your knee's
Can you tell me what's up
With
Life isn't always what it seems
You have to fight to hold your dreams
I'll not let mine slip out the window
I've got no time to see which way
you know what I know then you can go where I go
Got a whole a lot of dough and money in escrow
Having fun spending one's and watching my sons grow
I am the streets, the future
I introduce you to Ace Hood, Meek Mills
Big Sean, Wale, Vado, this the future
They gettin' money, they makin' hit
the penthouse, look what a mill' do
Looking in the mirror and I'm still you, I'm still you
Got my first chain
Feeling like I got my first chain
I be
wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I
in my Air Force Ones
I like the all white high top strap with the gum bottom (big boy)
There's something about 'em that's dirty, that's why I got
out his drop
(I got a question) Do you wanna ride or die?
Welcome to Detroit, mothafucka (Sean Don)
Boy I need no halves and halves, I want
a superficial paradise
She had a chance to make it big more than once or twice
But no dice
She wasn't very nice
Ooh
Do-do, do, do, do, do-do
Do, do
What the clam is all about?
Do the clam, do the clam
Grab your barefoot baby by the hand
Turn and tease, hug and squeeze
Dig right in and do
they do if made no landfall
I lived half my life in eight by five room
Just crusin' to the sound of the big deisel boom
It's not close quarters
(Baby)
Come on won't you let me be
By your side from now and eternity
'Cause I love you
Baby I do and now
Can't you see
What has come over me
Oh
won't ever be happy; everything I do is wrong.
[Chorus]
Let me be your little dog 'til your big dog come.
Let me be your little dog 'til your big
ain't got nothing on her
Can't even fight her hunger
She a get it girl, watch her do her thang
What she got she get from her mother
She super straight
Oh yes I've got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I've got a lot o' living to do
Oh yes I've got a lot o' living to do
A whole lot o' loving to do
Come on baby, to make a party takes two
Oh yes I've got a lot o' living to do
Intro:
Dutty Yeah
Expensive mi feeling
Dun know di girls dem look so appealing
Sean Paul mi deh yah and mi willin yuh know
Yeah, a so we do
Dutty Cup
at Diddy in a Sean John sweatsuit
I felt ambushed by New York niggas
Live by the code, die by the code (it's still west side though)
Never been a hoe,
didn't know about the blond at the Dairy Queen
I got my own reasons why I do what I do
I like to ride motorcycles
She likes it too
I like to ride
mine (ooh), all of these bitches, they mine
Feel like Big Sean, yeah, ooh, feel like a don, yeah, ooh
Fuckin' this bitch, I swear she be lying (what
Notorious, Big Pun, Shawn Carter
Sean Combs and Connery all in one
Whoever told you sky’s the
Limit is looking dumb
Cause I’m 22 and I’m moonwalking on the sun
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