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Big Sean - Beware Lyrics

Big Sean – Beware Lyrics
(Ft. Lil Wayne & Jhene Aiko)

[Hook: Big Sean & Jhene Aiko]
When you said it was over
You shot right through my heart
Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart
Oooh, I was so mad
I could’ve see this coming right from the start
You should beware beware beware, of a women with a broken heart

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Praying to a sky all black, looking at the stars like they finna talk back
Looking at my phone like she finna call back
But last night I feel like probably ended all that
Cause by now she woulda sent a text in all caps
Then another one tryna take all back
Saying fuck you, I miss you or I hate you so much
Cause girls only say “hate you” to the guys they love
I know, I know, I know
The highs, the lows it comes and goes
You say “be real” I try, I don’t
Cause you take anything and just make it everything
Kept my phone on silence every since you got a ring (funny right?)
And I never cheated (I mean, maybe once, twice)
One time don’t change everything
She ask why I don’t feel the same, I’m still the same
She’s still insane and know she’s sayin’

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Okay, skeet, smoke,
Sleep, call,
Miss, text,
Woke, spoke,
Lie, feel, Lisa ew,
Time, kill, months, still
I got somebody baby mama calling me daddy
I drank to much, please call me a cabby
Penthouse after party hoes want that addy
Fuck they can ride with us, crawl in a Caddy
Third row is when you call, I hit cancel
Really? I hit answer, fuck I hate when that happens
Phone in my pocket for the whole night
And you heard bitches screamin’ til my phone dies
Then she text me like “why you still talk to mama?”
How the fuck you run around with condoms?
Why you make me get this tattoo?
Man, fuck this tattoo you the reason I wasnt single in college
What? all because I had you
Nigga I dont even have you
How am I suppose to get passed you?
And she called the next guy spillin’ some real shit
Now they problems he got to deal with

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Girl, don’t believe them hoes
Cause they don’t wanna see us together
And you already know you’re too fly
But baby, don’t get your hair caught in the propellers
I be tryna tell her these hoes is jealous
You know they never like it when you never say never
Long hair, red bone but hair pussy is hairless
I french kiss it like we in Paris
I be screaming out “ain’t no woman like the one I got”
But she be always worrying about the one I fucked
She said it’s gonna be me, myself and I
Damn, that would make me a one-eyed fuck
Sch, I was so mad
Damn, you used to ride a nigga like a moped
But players fuck up, my bad
And just to keep from crying, I laughed

[Hook]

[Outro x2: Jhene Aiko]
Baby, last time calling me baby
Last time calling me crazy
Crazy, crazy

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Big Sean Two Can Win Lyrics

Two Can Win Lyrics Big Sean

Big Sean Two Can Win Lyrics
[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Whoa, oh
Same old me, but everything around me new
Made it to the roof and still stuck to my roots
Living out the dream
Well, it might be a dream to you
But I do everything I dream, so to me it's Deja Vu
See everybody wanna go to big deal from no deal
To make it to the top you still gotta go uphill
Rollin' up J's, to rollin' up here with J
Crazy how my life just went from surreal to so real
Back when rapping, school was a main contemplation
'Ye took me to the Grammy's, we had that conversation
Say, "you don't make it this far doing no kind of waiting"
And a few years later it'll lead me to my nomination
And that, that's worth more than a diploma
Sometimes being your own boss is worth more than promotions
Chillin' in a spot niggas kill to get inside
Spilt so much liquor on the ground, you'da thought my niggas died
But we inside!

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Aleesia Kiss It Bye Bye Lyrics

Aleesia Ft. Big Sean Kiss It Bye Bye Lyrics

Aleesia Ft. Big Sean Kiss It Bye Bye Lyrics


Missis ... you say it's my last shot
When I got up on in that game you was my number one mascot
You was the one that I was flying out
We was the ones that everyone just kept on lying about
Now you tell me ... stop, back it up
Girl i think you're tripping, it's no wonder why you packing up
I'm out here doing numbers, but you say it's not adding them
Cause i told you you plus me it's all I need and that's enough
You say that I'm Hollywood well you're the one acting up
I'm trying to make history but you say that we're history
Girl I know that you're missing me

They say that a picture's worth a thousand words
So how come I can only think of 2 when I look at yours
We used to be 3 yeah, used to be me, us ... along
...those pretty brown eyes
So look me in the face and beg me to stay
Cause this could be the very best last time

if I'll take one more step out the door
And if you let one more tear hit the floor
You can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye, bye
One last chance boy this is no joke
You should know I'm sorry don't cut it no more
You can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye, bye

They say you don't know what you have till it's gone, no, no, yeah
But I say that you ... on and on
No matter what I get caught up in your issues
... try when I know I can't fix you
To listen up, ... messing up boy
... I mean that when I say

If I'll take one more step out the door
And if you let one more tear hit the floor
You can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye, bye
One last chance boy this is no joke
You should know i'm sorry don't cut it no more
You can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye, bye

If you want me to stay, I want you to cry, I want you to beg boy, don't ask why
When I say jump, you say how high
And I say don't stop till you touch the sky
Maybe then I'll ... to believe
Everything that you say you mean
So come and kiss me make it better baby please
Don't make me leave, don't make me leave, no, no
Don't make me leave, noooooo

If I'll take one more step out the door
And if you let one more tear hit the floor
You can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye, bye
One last chance boy this is no joke
You should know I'm sorry don't cut it no more
You can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye bye, you can kiss it bye, bye
You can kiss it bye bye

Aleesia Ft. Big Sean Kiss It Bye Bye Lyrics

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Big Sean Keep It Gee Lyrics

Keep It Gee Lyrics Big Sean

Big Sean Keep It Gee Lyrics
[Hook]
My life is nothing but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Clique full of G's and some bad-ass b!tches
Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us
I keep it Gee, I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
My life is nothing but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Oh, Jesus, they love me to pieces
I got a up in the game cause I was tired of the bleachers
Get rich, repeat it, taste it, I'm delish
Lookin' so good she put me on her f-ck for free list
I turn her on 'fore I go in
I swear that p-ssy keyless
I might let her ride the mic and let her girl come get the remix
I'm rolling rich nigga weed, I got a rich nigga b!tch
I'm riding 'round the city, in a rich nigga whip
Yea a nigga paid a grip, for all this rich nigga shit
And all these bad hoes, they want a rich nigga's d!ck
O Lord, this life is such a blessin'
See I smoke 'til I can't smoke no more and this drink is no exception
Man these crazy niggas crazy, nigga when you gon' learn yo lesson
They won't talk shit about you plaques, but they gon' talk when you are restin'

[Hook]
My life is nothing but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Clique full of G's and some bad-ass b!tches
Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G

[Verse 2 : 2 Chainz]
10 Ben Franklins, nigga, that's a G homie
Flash the pinky ring, baby you can ski on it
Put it in your uterus, U-Haul, I move the shit
Baby I'm a shark and these rappers taste like tuna fish
Look at this, movie with no movie script
I die real, do this shit
Just bought an old-school so that's my newest whip
Cardiers on, I can see all through the shit
I spell southside with an F that stand for foolishness
F-ck that shit, f-ck with us, we'll have you in some luxury
I need a stash pot for a couple keys
When I'm in the Gucci store, I spend some G's to wear some G's
If you is a sucker, I'm a charger, where's the sucker fee?
Luckily, smoking on that vote for me, Presidential evidence
Truck so big, I can't park it at my residence
Wallet so big, I can't put it in my back pocket
Soon as her ass dropping, the cash dropping

[Hook]
My life is nothing but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Clique full of G's and some bad-ass b!tches
Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
I deserve congrats (Why?)
I just turned my old car into a new
My basement into a presidential view
One into two, a milli into a few
Niggas want to see me fall, ah shit
I'll fall off and turn into you
F-ck around, turn this peace sign to a piece
Tool Time: now you learn to muthaf-ckin screw
I feel like slappin' a ho
Keep a bad b!tch at the passenger door
Never ever break these broads off a lil
Once you give 'em something they be askin' for more
If I run out then I'm snatchin' up yours
Man I remain a quadruple-triple OG, triple OG, triple OG
And that's a sign that I'm a made nigga: that's fasho

[Hook]
My life is nothing but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Clique full of G's and some bad-ass b!tches
Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G

Big Sean Ft. 2 Chainz Keep It Gee Lyrics

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Wiz Khalifa, Big Sean - Proceed Lyrics

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Wiz Khalifa, Big Sean & Curren$y - Proceed Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa, Big Sean & Curren$y - Proceed Lyrics

this what dreams are made of
good weed and cold drinks
taylor, taylor, taylor
thanks for putting this together jerm!
we gon be here forever
and you aint trippin
really this high

if you offer me all the money in the world
i wouldnt trade it for my girl, my family
or the niggas that you see me riding with me outta town
or internationally, they gon fly with me, kinda fry?
rollin the papers so they get high with me
and if i decide to give this up they gon retire with me
enjoy the money and the fame and the power with me
and f-cking hater burn in hell
sippin champagne while the waiter breaking shells
niggas scream my name probably praying that i fail
the money so insane gotta weigh it on a scale
gotta weigh it on a scale?
niggas blow that, bitches know that
never touch blood, chill with us once, never go back
little homie, thats real
vvs diamonds, my stones are that ill
my watch is an audemar on smoking og till my problems gone
you try and call your man he aint got no more
probably cause i bought it all

as we proceed to court bad bitches and roll good weed
fast livin, i’m taking them hoes on trips
go to places they never been
i’m just gettin it how it’s supposed to be
as we proceed to court bad bitches and roll good weed
fast livin, i’m taking them hoes on trips
go to places they never been
i’m just gettin it how it’s supposed to be
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aquafina and the bong
i’m off in that medina when i’m done
just sound the alarm, bitch top drop like mardi gras beads bein thrown
francesca you’s a mess girl, carry on
car smelling like a pound when i pull up at the avalon
pull your own weight i don’t have no time for tag-alongs
don’t know what you yapping for, stacking dough
catalogue my closet, my belts, my watches
cell phone in my pocket
my blackberry biotches
have ‘em ready, i’ll watch em, daddy back
niggas plottin’ on the jets but we got em
we just waiting to drop ‘em
they vex cause we poppin’
and them hoes ain’t worry ’bout ‘em
they sure came up
what they sayin about them boys from the bottom?
paparazzi cameras spot em
flash when you see they faces
history in the makin
i was high when i made it so i can play it for them haters

used to want a chain, now i got 6
used to want a rollie like pac now it’s on my wrist, woah
livin’ the life niggas told me was a myth (myth)
same niggas try an’ get up on my list (what)
since i started buzzin’, i got eighteen eleven cousins?
new bitches tryna join the team and old ones that i’m cutting
sky high class livin but niggas still grinding
cause i’m surrounded with the same niggas and girls since i had nothin’
now, i got signed to my idol
seen some of my favourite rappers turn rivals
‘ye told me kill em so a nigga gotta drop ‘em
peep the jesus chain he gave me since i cant keep up with bibles
no, young nigga heeding to the title
where it’s at?
thats the top man, these niggas gon recycle
what, my shit is like a b.i.g recital
but you can’t hold a real nigga down thats why i keep real niggas round
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Wiz Khalifa Weed Brownies Lyrics

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Wiz Khalifa ft Big Sean & Curren$y Weed Brownies Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa ft Big Sean & Curren$y Weed Brownies Lyrics

[Wiz Khalifa]
Is this the top?
The top of the world?
Top floor?
There’s weed in the ashtray
It’s top-shelf
Cap!

[Wiz Khalifa - Verse 1]
Riding in my Challenger
Faded off this weed brownie
Turning down the music cause the weed is loud enough already
Niggas ask about my pay
I say I keep it steady
Gripping on the wheel
Spending money like a politician
Tipping on a bill, it’s going down
Like this bitch was sitting on the hill
I keep my girlfriend in them expensive sort of heels
Furs and shit
Eat champagne and lobster cause I f-cking deserve this shit
CAP!
Niggas say I’ve got an old soul
Well, I tell them that I’m here muthaf-cka
And I made it cause my flow cold
I’ma roll some of this weed, I’ma pass it to you
Then we gon be so gone
Homie, I got papers and vaporizers
Flavors to stabilize ya
Thoroughly baked cake
Can’t say a thing and my eyes shut

[Hook]
They say they do (they do, they do…)
But they don’t know (don’t know, don’t know..)
Who we are (who we are, who we are…)
Superstars

[Verse 2 - Curren$y]
I’m outta here, stratosphere
Paper hella straight, nappy hair
Bitches seen that the kid that you was even there
When we pulled up, lit like Times Square
When we pulled up, lit like road flares
When we pulled off, them hoes disappeared
Because they know what we be doing over here
She just wanna be high in her underwear
With her iPhone plugged in the wall, power loss
Stepping out the shower
Threw her a shirt to towel off with
Of the two, one of the qualities I want in a bitch
Cause baby girl, f-ckin with me is some major shit
Failed warning, I gotta wake up to a BJ every morning
And a J while I’m yawning
Darling, I got papers and vaporizers
Flavours to stablize ya
I’m a fully baked potato
Spending my cheddar and chives
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[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Big Sean]
Uh, I got rich nigga blood nigga
Boi, boi

I’m dedicated, hella-faded
High as hell, I’m levitating
I’m rolling up, f-ck a wheelchair
Ironically, my shit’s medicated
Your eyes closed cause you sleep
My eyes closed cause I’m meditating
I gotta go make reservations
At a real nigga destination
Two girls in the tub, that’s luxury
You disagree? That’s f-ckery!
Saying “f-ck you” cause you can’t f-ck with me
I need my dick sucked, but I’m sucka-free
You are who it sucks to be
I’m a company, buy “Finally Famous” over everything
That’s my company
You already know, nigga
Collect the money like it’s old, nigga
And I’ma blow it like it’s rolled, nigga
And I be stuntin’ til I’m old, nigga
Weed, money and hoes: what a hell of a night!
F-ck you mean? This is everyday life
She in the mirror making sure that she wearing it right
It’s apparent she present, where I’m appearing tonight!
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Big Sean Ft The Dream - Live This Life Lyrics

Live This Life Lyrics Big Sean Ft The Dream

Big Sean Ft The Dream Live This Life Lyrics


[Hook - The Dream]
Oh shit I’m finally famous
And I’m rolling with the motherf-ckin’ top down
How can you blame us?
I wanna break you off like right now

[Verse 1 - Big Sean]
Hell yeah nigga high right now
That’s the reason I said “hi” right now
Come have the time of your life right now
All you gotta do is close your eyes right now
This shit classic, they ask “where your outfit from?”
Plead, The Saks Fifth, first class
Only culture games and practice
Oh you athletic? Shit, show me on the mattress
Cause it’s already night time
And I feel like the right time
Twisting up my fingers
Like the young P-A-C, B-I-G but she just call me D-A-D
I do it

[Hook - The Dream]

[Bridge: Big Sean]
And I’mma need that penthouse on top of the world
That Detroit player on top of the world
Detroit players on top of your girl
It’s been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life

Lets show ‘em how to live this life
Show ‘em how to live this life
Fancy things
Flashing lights, it’s been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Hell yeah, nigga gone right now
That’s why we should get gone right now
I’m trying to get you home right now
I bet I could turn you on right now
Really I can’t call it
Stress turned me into a weed-head
And parties into an alcoholic
And money turned me into a workaholic
And money turned her into a twerkaholic
Yeah do it, do it, do it with no hands
Do it like you do it when you do it with your man
I could pull up in a Honda Civic, pulling bitches
It ain’t about the cars, it’s ’bout that nigga thats up in it
Right here: and all I need is a minute
Start it up, guaranteed I’mma finish
In the night time, I feel like the right time
So here go the drink you’ve been waiting all life for
Make sure the muthaf-cking ice cold
My jewelry is ice-cold, stone is albino
Cause you’re burning up, your outfit is dyno
Let’s give em a light show

[The Dream]
I ain’t Paul McCartney or John Lenon
I ain’t buying Beetles, I’m buying Benzes
They mad at you mamacita
Cause them bitches look like Bobby Bonilla
Oh shit I’m finally famous
And I’m rolling with the motherf-ckin’ top down
How can you blame us?
I wanna break you off like right now

[Bridge]


Big Sean Ft The Dream Live This Life Lyrics

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Big Sean Dance (Ass) Lyrics

Dance Ass Remix Lyrics Big Sean Ft Nicki Minaj

Big Sean Dance (Ass) Lyrics


[Hook]
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
Stop…..now make that motherf*cker hammer time like…

[Verse 1]
Wobble-dy wobble-dy wa wobble wobble
I’m st-stacking my paper my wallet look like a bible
I got girlies half naked that shit look like the grotto
How your waist anorexic and then your a$$ is colossal
Drop that a$$ make it boomerang
Take my belt off b*tch I’m Pootie Tang
Tippy tow tippy tay you gonna get a tip today
F*ck that you gonna get some d*ck today
I walk in with my crew and I’m breaking they necks
I’m looking all good I’m making her wet
They pay me respect they pay me in checks
And if she look good she pay me in sex
Bounce that a$$ it’s the roundest
You the best you deserve a crown b*tch
Right on that,

[Hook]
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
Stop…..now make that motherf*cker hammer time like…

Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

[Verse 2]
Stop! drop it drop it
You got everybody in here oh my gosh-ing
Bad b*tces I’m your dada, white girls go gaga
When the stick is out they bust so it they open like yaya is a pinata
B*tch look down, tell me what’s up
Girl you talk to much, shut up
I got that mad d*ck you know it always nut up
And it got a attitude no wonder why it’s stuck up
Pop it then back up, yo gymnastics got me ecstatic
Your whole crew look like a pageant I’m dropping cash tip and some taxes, woop
Girl you got me about to pass out
I’m wondering if cupid gave you a$$ shots
Because I’m in love with that,

[Hook]
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
Stop…..now make that motherf*cker hammer time like…

Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

Woah, white girls, black girls, tall girls, fat girls
shake that a$$ shake that a$$, shake that a$$
Shake that a$$, shake that A$$, shake that a$$
go, go

Short girls, small girls, skinny girls, all girls
shake that a$$ shake that a$$, shake that a$$
Shake that a$$, shake that A$$, shake that a$$

And I want all of that,

[Hook]
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
A$$ a$$ a$$ a$$ a$$
Stop…..now make that motherf*cker hammer time like…

Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

Big Sean Dance (Ass) Lyrics

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Soulja Boy Ft. Big Sean - Love Money Lyrics

Soulja Boy Ft. Big Sean - Love Money Lyrics

Soulja Boy Ft. Big Sean - Love Money Lyrics

Soulja Boy Ft. Big Sean - Love Money Lyrics

[hook]
yes i do love money
keep my whole clique stuntin’
nothing but them hundreds
keep them ones, don’t want em..

yes i do love money
keep my whole clique stuntin’
nothing but them hundreds
keep them ones, don’t want em..

[verse 1 - soulja boy]
l-o-v-e m-o-n-e-y
cop the true religion tee
and threw 300 in the sky
polo shoes on my feet
and my pants are saggin’
looking so pretty
you would’ve thought i was a faggot
watch the hood get it
cook it like chicken

and i got the combo
and it came with biscuits
and i got the combo
and it came with biscuits
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[hook]
yes i do love money
keep my whole clique stuntin’
nothing but them hundreds
keep them ones, don’t want em..

yes i do love money
keep my whole clique stuntin’
nothing but them hundreds
keep them ones, don’t want em..

[verse 2 - big sean]
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
why everything green is good for me?
i met these bitch ass niggas couldn’t be
6 miles that’s just the hood in me
peep my ghetto poetry
i'm getting high and rappin’: that’s flowetry
is that a green carpet? now the whole floor a tree
i swear to god ain't no ho in me
but i'm in hoes
i'm probably in your ho
aw shit there go a staple
at least you know my bitch centerfold
i belong in the guinness
from worldstar i rented
don’t fuck with these niggas
im fuckin they misses
im stacking my money
my money get interest
my interest get business
my business get bitches

Soulja Boy Ft. Big Sean - Love Money Lyrics

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Big Sean - So Much More Lyrics

So Much More Lyrics Big Sean

Big Sean So Much More Lyrics


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“You tell me that wasn’t verse of the year, Man that shit deserves a hearse and a tear”


Feeling like I got the cheat code to life
Jewelry looking like it got free throwed in ice
Debatin’ with the reaper not to repo my life
Cause in my 23 years I done lived a couple lives
Like why? cause I stunt, bags a treat, like its far
The girls that was outta my league tryna play with my balls
I pay bills, I work hard
And when my momma cried a river, they never gave us a bridge
They gave us a bridge card, nigga
Ridin’ low, puffin on lye
I came way too far to f-ck it up now
Text from my mom said “me and your grandma proud”
I’m way too deep in the game to go sit back in the crowd
Teachers told me get a job, save up for 401k
Man I’d rather be young and shit, countin 401k.
I’d rather die with a smile instead
I’m just multiplying the money and dividing the legs
B-I

(Been this way before)
(Dream of finding so much more)

But I’m never dividing the bread
Bitch I bet I get the debit if I don’t get the cred (I deserve)

Throwin’ westside up like Pac, when they pop ya, flocka, flock ya
Big Poppa flock off, you holy? holy kinoli, chewbacca
I’m Balenciaga, Chanel, Hermes but I betchu that you won’t find it
Rocking Louie and MC’ing
Guess I’m closed minded
Obama suite you won’t blow up into Joe Biden
I’m in your city just chillin’, where are your hoes hiding?
24k for the fit because it’s 24 carats
And I can’t lie, the price’ll probably go up when I wear it
I’m just D-Town reppin’
And makin’ all these niggas who second guessed it regret it
Regret it like half the hoes I smashed in the sheets
At least I realise now how much I loved Ashlee Marie
And when it’s all said and done I’d probably give her my knee
Cause she put up with too many games not to have her a ring
Man she almost cried when she seen me on TV on BET
Just making it seem easy
Standing next to Common Sense and Yeezy
And the whole world’s seen me
Bitch I know you seen me

(Been this way before)
(Dream of finding so much more)
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“Man, I wake up to a wet dream
Everyday’s a Friday and every nights a sex scene
Every week is fashion week and every day I’m pressed clean
Detroit’s Angel, I even got red wings
I’m headed to the ball, me and three prom queens
My life’s prom night and guess who’s the Prom King
They having a kissing fight and I’m Don King
Everybody know I’m coming soon like LeBron’s ring”

You tell me that wasn’t verse of the year
Man that shit deserves a hearse and a tear
Swear to God I’m overlaid, all my girls get overf-cked
All my deals be overpaid and all my joints get over stuffed
Finally Famous bitch, there aint a f-cking thing thats over us
So take that check out and owe it up
Man I turned impossible possible
And what these niggas can barely see in the optical
The same teacher who told me rappin’ is what not to do
Said I’m throwin my life away if I drop outta school
Want me to come speak to the kids, the point I gotta prove
Is that I did everything they told me not to do
After I went down the road, they told me not to cruise
They aint know that was my road to success
Now my picture on the wall hanging to help the kids follow through
My dream girl is every night, my dream car is optional
My old school look like a T-Rex, I should feed her fossil fuels
Man, I turn my enemies to molecules
Little hoes
Without any preparation, I exceed these expectations
Man, they wanna see me dead, but I gave them dedication
I’m yellin’ f-ck em all, with a hundred exclamations
Cause I’mma be the man til my f-cking expiration

B-I-G, I do it
This goes out to my muthaf-cking city
Detroit, Westside to be exact
Right over there on Northline..

[Outro]

Big Sean So Much More Lyrics

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Big Sean - Home Lyrics

Home Lyrics Big Sean

Big Sean Home Lyrics
Big Sean Song Quotes
“I walk up in this bitch like “do I need an introduction?” When you living out your dreams sleep’s an interruption”

[Big Sean - Verse 1]
Hey, I told my city I’ll be back but for now I’m leaving
Tell em I’m leaving
Promise I’ll be back though, at least once a season
Tell em I’ma get it, I’m who they can believe in
And I’ma bring it back like I kept all the receipts and
My hood show me love, I’m there to receive it
I know I run my city because I’m there to see it
It’s hard being a citizen settling up in Michigan
I’m trying to make a name like a f-cking birth certificate
Awwwww! Now a nigga on
And the DJ playing my song
And she wanna drink a little Dom Perignon
With Sean!
I pray that it ain’t temporary
I’ve seen it in my dreams though
Mr Visionary and I told them what it is though
Mr. Dictionary and they so f-ckin regular
I call em missionary like

[Hook]
Aww! Can’t wait til I get back home
And I’ma put all my niggas on
And we gonna be the ones on TV
Everybody gon see me, you’ll see man
Aww! Can’t wait til I get back home
And I’ma put all my niggas on
And we gonna be the ones on TV
Everybody gon see me, you’ll see man
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[Big Sean - Verse 2]
I walk up in this bitch like “do I need an introduction?”
When you living out your dreams sleep’s an interruption
Man, I hate it how the city a corruption
With no concussion or a toolie tucked in
Yeah, we paid or we laid up,
No minimum wages, Yeah, what else can I say? huh
We ain’t no bed or a lie but we made up
While they was all sleeping later we stayed up
With drapes up like, Aww!
And I’ma be home soon as I get the crown and throne
And the name across it is my own
Who would’ve known that we’d be paid off this musical grind
Unusual I’m me and my beautiful mind
That’s why my niggas high-class like a school in the sky
I spit the heat, you might see a mirage but no facade nigga

[Hook]


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Big Sean - What Goes Around Lyrics

What Goes Around Lyrics Big Sean

Big Sean What Goes Around Lyrics


Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
Tell me I’m all you need

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
So, baby, tell me who the best
Tell me it’s not me
Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need

[Big Sean - Verse 1]
Understand, I am
The renowned, newest talk of the town
When errybody talk and just keeps on talkin’ about
Wassup? Tellin’ girls “You should call if you down”
And if my phone doesn’t ring, then leave it after the pound
‘Cause I be up in the air, more than I do on the ground
My city is on my hat, and I’m wearin’ it like a crown (Westside)
You’re now rockin’ wit’ somebody on they f-ckin’ bidness
Watch me do it big, no pun intended (Boi)
See, I done seen nights turn to days
Love turn to hate, hugs turn to laids
Niggas turn to sirs, Andre to Spades
‘Cause when it turns real, that’s when everybody turns fake
Instead of sayin’ f-ck all ‘a y’all and turning away
Man, I was cool enough to say “F-ck it” and let ‘em stay
F-ck, I hate to say I told you so
So buying rounds is my way of saying “Told you, ho”

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
Tell me I’m all you need

Understand that what goes around comes around
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And I don’t ever wanna come down
So, baby, tell me who the best
Tell me it’s not me
Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need

[Big Sean - Verse 2]
Now, I can’t tell what’s a better accessory
My new watch, or the chick that’s standin’ right next to me
Killin’ niggas at rap, but being the man’s my specialty
I love shitting on all my exes especially
Double shots, then re-reload
Let’s toast to the interns that made it to CEO
Boss player, collectin’ every single check that’s owed out
Puttin’ on a show until everything is sold out
Man, I’m chillin’ wit’ Jays, ‘Ye’s, and Common Senses
It’s crazy when legends are peers and your competition
I would hate to be a almost nigga
I call ya that, ’cause you gossip like y’all almost bitches
You know, went to school with Jay, and was almost Jigga
Or hooped against LeBron and would almost get ‘im
Y’all niggas make me realize how good almost isn’t
Would hate to look back on my life and say “I almost did it”
F-ck that, reflectin’ on the last chain I bought
They on my tracks, waitin’ on the next train of thought
Visualizin’ how the crown might be
Got the whole rap game tryna sound like me

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
Tell me I’m all you need

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
So, baby, tell me who the best
Tell me it’s not me
Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need

This dedicated to my ex girls, both of ‘em
It’s also dedicated to everybody who be talkin’ shit behind my back
And then when I see y’all, y’all act like “Awww, I’m so happy for you”
That’s some bitch-ass shit, nigga

Understand that what goes around comes around
(This also dedicated to everybody who’s f-ckin’ winnin’ today)
And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
(Everybody gettin’ it)
(After niggas said you couldn’t get it)

Understand that what goes around comes around
And I don’t ever wanna come down
(G.O.O.D. Music and the best)
So, baby, tell me who the best
(No I.D.!)

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Big Sean - Meant To Be Lyrics

Big Sean - Meant To Be Lyrics

Big Sean - Meant To Be Lyrics


[Big Sean - Chorus]
Yeah this was meant to be
I came in the world knowing nothing was for free
so you gon pay for her and she gon pay for me
my life is the sh-t I guess that this was meant for me
(repeated)

tell a b-tch to tell her friend
to tell her friend to tell a hoe
I have been the realest since the doc came out umbilical
hundred inch d-ck yep and twenty pound genitals
so you gon have to stay there til my (?)

tell a b-tch to tell her friend
to tell her friend to tell a hoe
tell a b-tch to tell her friend
to tell her friend to tell a hoe
tell a b-tch to tell her friend
to tell her friend to tell a hoe
I have been the realest since the doc came out umbilical
hundred inch d-ck yep and twenty pound genitals
so you gon have to stay there til my (?)

[Big Sean - Verse 1]
Stack that paper
stack it stack it stack it up some more
give me everything I want then I’m asking for some more

Im smoking up on that tropical charlie green (?)
rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold
I know these girls tryna no jumping off Jeronimo
they tell me I’m the best and I aint even trying hoe
see me I’m into hoes that’s into hoes
so now I’m in two hoes, real sh-t boy
you don’t drink, more for me
we chillin out with n-ggas can’t afford to be
look baby girl you better act accordingly
cuz I see (?) but sorry there’s no more of me

[Chorus]
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[Big Sean - Verse 2]
Ca-ca-ca-catch me if you can
cuz I might go from plane to whips
cuz money is hand to hand
and I be shining neck to wrist
and your girl want mouth to mouth
and I make her get neck to d-ck
cuz she just want connections with a n-gga thats connected
b-tch, Im who they want be, want see, want see
used to tell me everything I want be
you gon be, f-cking with piranha’s and they want eat
but somehow I just turn the tide like laundry
oooh, and now my life is beautiful
I’m a boss b-tch you should come and grab a cubicle
look and I remain until my funeral
stand up n-gga like I’m in front of the urinal

[Big Sean - Chorus]

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Chris Brown Paper, Scissors, Rock Lyrics

Chris Brown Paper, Scissors, Rock Lyrics

Chris Brown ft Big Sean and Timbaland - Paper, Scissors, Rock Lyrics

(ft Big Sean & Timbaland)

[Timbaland]
Baby girl I think we need to sit and talk, talk, talk
Playing with my money, paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Blowing up my heart then stick a pen and pop pop pop
Either you ?, don’t know what you got got got
I could be wrong, you could right
You probably be alone, I probably not
Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Is you crazy, did you lose it
Are you stupid, are you foolish
Girl, I’m the only one like me on the planet
It don’t take rocket science to understand it
You paper, scissors, rock my World
Girl am I the one you playing
You paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away
You throw it away, throw it away, th-th-throw it away
throw it away
Paper, scissors, rock my heart and throw it all away

[Timbaland]
Well I can take you back to the spot you was ?
Make ‘em return my paper, scissors, rock, rock, rock
Maybe you can think about the shit and stop, stop, stop
Climb up on this boat and show me how you jump, jump, jump
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I could be wrong, you could right
You probably be alone, I probably night
Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot
Really try to love you but its getting hard, hard, hard

[Chris Brown - Chorus]

[Big Sean]
Okay woah there, woah there, is you noodle
Cock-a-doodle
Are you crazy, crazy, crazy bitch
Did you knock a couple screws loose?
I know what time it is, only cause you *cuckoo*
I got bitches jumping for me like a bouquet by the beaucoup
Are you tryna leave, ay you trippin, tie ya shoe lace
You’s a dime bitch, cause you two-faced
And you gave me heads and tails
Throw it at me baby, I be the wishing well
For real though, I know our shits not perfect
We connected in our space where our love’s written in cursive
Put that rock up on your finger
Paper in your hands
But you can’t cut me out
Bitch this aint no game

[Chorus]


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