Busta Rhymes feat. DaBaby, T-Pain - Big Everything Text

Songtext zu Big Everything

[Busta Rhymes:]
Shooter
Serious shooter

[DaBaby:]
It's Baby, look
I told them niggas I was top five when I was underground (Yeah)
Fucking all the bitches (Yeah) give them hoes the runaround
All I ever knew the girl to be was just a freak (A freak)
I'ma let the world think that she a woman now
Go get some CDs, I sold niggas remixes
I sold this shit to any nigga want a pound
Used to grab 'em fast, girl, was Busta Rhymes

Them niggas having thirty-five, I had 'em twenty-nine
Every day a nigga flip phone ring a hundred times
Had a foreign car, big coat, I rode around, buy the car
Throw the Tip on and I roll around
Yeah, brand new whip, pull a brand new bitch in it

[Busta Rhymes {DaBaby}:]
Nigga sick when we pull up, you know how we with it
They cop every bottle, get drunk and they spill it all over the place
{Hold up, watch my shoes, I'm getting plenty money, how 'bout you?}
Baby, we throw so much break to the point I'm exhausted (Haha)
Drinking every bottle 'til a nigga get nauseous (Haha)
Hundred bitches buying nigga all and them gorgeous (Haha)
That's hundred thousand on a nigga when I'm in the office
Hand picking, eating bitch box of chocolates (Haha)
Beat it little nigga 'fore I cock the targets (Haha)
Money growing bigger than a brontosaurus
Money I throw it bitches, cop, box the poor shit, yeah
Get that dough, shawty, get that dough for me (Get it)
Yeah, shawty sip that slow (Haha)
Bring it back, girl, go 'head and put it on a nigga like
Like you tryna get another go
Yeah, bitches acting like they throwing money with bosses (Aha)
You don't wanna do that, cut some of your losses (Uh-uh)
Every single thing about a nigga enormous
Lot of going on, nigga, and the diamonds is flawless
See you other fuckers could never do the shit I be doing the best
And you knew I've been shaking and moving
And showing up to 'em, you know that we chewing
And business is booming
Don't come around me playing 'cause I ain't never fooling with none of you niggas (Aw, shit)
And when I see the spooky they selling you niggas
They tell 'em you juicy
I ain't moving with none of you niggas
And body shit 'til it's time to be gone
Fuck up the building 'til I leave and I'm done with you niggas

[T-Pain:]
Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here
Tried to do it independent and I'm staying here, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything
I'ma work it all day and all night (All night)
Everything is alright, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything

[Busta Rhymes & DaBaby:]
Yes, we see how that most you niggas be bozos
Straight total recalls
You won't understand this shit where you are
Fuck around, buy the bar, get your drink on
The owner he'll fuck with me, he let me smoke my lil' reefer with you
Drinkin' yak and tequila (What you drink?)
You drinking it straight or you need you some ice?
I look like I just walked out the freezer (Ice)
Oh, she like her shit straight, she don't chase it
Bitch, that ain't no ice tray, that's a bracelet
Yeah, say she can't wait to get naked (Uh-huh)
Do your thing, bitch, I make you my favorite
She say she won't eat my dick every day
I say no, she gon' take it (No)
I need a minute now 'cause I'm a millionaire
My niggas' millionaires 'til I handle business and my Lamborghini spinning out
Maybach shirt, Maybach car, they can't see in 'cause it's tinted
Can't see us 'til we drop the window
On reclining seats, let the tray out, close the curtain
And eat today, we having sea bass and spinach
Give a fuck 'bout your image, please do not talk to me until I'm done
Nigga, wait 'til I'm finished
I leave you with blemish, swollen all over your face
Fuck it, I make you diminish
Use thirty-day tags when you spending big smile
Who done did this? I can keep the whole label independent
Anything out my mouth that I say, then I motherfucking did it
Bitch bad like Dennis the Menace
I'm the prophet of Venice, fucked all her friends
Left 'em back in New York, making all of 'em jealous
Audemaurs sweaters
Niggas so cold had to warm them up, then I called all of my fellas
The inside every car made of leather (Yeah, yeah)
Waste the drink, change the car, it's whatever
While shopping, I cop me some Dior and Dolce
And then I went and copped a couple Margielas
I sip on a couple wine seltzer
The fans write a couple wild letters
See I'm a nigga that'll always give thanks
I'm friends with a couple bank tellers
They let me skip lines at the bank, they call me Mr. Kirk
The clerks know that I'm paid, so they flirt us
Still stay down when you stay down, it hurt
Want the chains, want the chains, gotta work
Locking in, clocking in on an overnighter
Girl, stay to press a button, open up the gate, I'm driving in
And, nigga, I ain't squashing shit
Fuck a white flag, it's a problem right now if we ever have a problem then
Ain't got too much to say 'cause she swallowing
Want me to open up the gate, you gotta call it in
She a naughty girl, I pull up on the baby, rocking all the Christian
Begging me to put it on her face, I told her, "Not again"
I go wherever the fuck I wanna, and ain't no signing in (Uh-uh)
And do whatever the fuck I want, don't like to [?]
She suck my dick and both my balls in her mouth
And I stand there in disbelief with my hand on my head wondering how she got 'em in
Every time we move, you know a nigga gotta win
We gotta bag it and indeed, we gotta spend
When we fuck, baby be thinking of billing it up
Instead nigga got a whole lot of kin
More rhymes, you want my line (Yeah)
You know we drown niggas in heat, I hope you know you gotta swim
Okay, one more line, just one more line, one more line
Despite you don't be coming to eat, you know we got up in the gym

[T-Pain:]
Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here
Tried to do it independent and I'm staying here, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything
I'ma work it all day and all night (All night)
Everything is alright, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything

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