Do it Big

(Overlapping chorus) 4x Nigga do that shit If you gon do that shit (Chorus) 3x Do it big then If you gon' do it, shit Do it big then (3rd time in chorus) [Verse 1] I copped a ol' school Cutlass It was navy blue Fuck them hub caps I had to cop them 22's Throwback 1952 Like my nigga Boo Some Baud's(Girbaud's) too Now what's a fit without the shoes Six hundred fifty dollar gear Man I'm fitted up Fresh cut, all you niggas hoes gettin fucked Gas tank filled up Plus I'm grilled up A couple fire ass blunts and a full cup Fuck a Expedition Me, I wanna Benz truck Skinny chick suck a dick I want a thick somethin Fuck five figures, man I hustle hard for six somethin Come noon or noon Soon I'm a be rich somethin What's conversation If a nigga can't just hit somethin Why fuck a clown If you can fuck a nigga really thuggin If you gon score and hustle, do it big then You pull it out in public Bust it, do it big then If you gon flip yo buckets, shit Do it big then You know them rims look much better When they keep spinnin Chorus [Verse 2] If you gon fuck that ho Then gon get some head then too Then gon head fuck her friend too If yo gon drink a motherfuckin Brew Gon head drink a few Gon head and hit that Gin too You can't afford to do it big Shit, pretend to Southpole had them shirts With the pants too If you can't get that dolja Then grab that killa straight If you can't get that Henny Then get some E&J That Shell gas too high Then go to Circle K Long as you doin' it big Shit, you doin' great Bitch you gon show yo ass Then gon make it shake If that's a fuckin hater Then gon make 'em hate Chorus [Verse 3] They holla why you do it big Cause I only live once So I gots to do it big From my car size to my blunt And I stunt Cause I ain't never had a quarter Used to borrow from ballers Now I'm that neighborhood staller Do it big with his daughter Tommy'd out, sometime she Polo Sometime she wear them throwback dresses She ain't even four, though And if you paralyzed don't feel played Do it big like no legs and jump a Escalade You got a beat up Cutlass You besta hit the corner Crown 'em down, then the sound Then you twenty one 'em Daddy cluck and momma stressed Ay man I gots to do it big Been hungry for too long Ay man I gots to pull a lick Huh, you stack yo paper You can do it big You fuck with niggas who major Then you can do it big You fuck with niggas who wear gators Then you can do it big When we sign with a major label We gon do it big, fa sho' gon do it big If you steal cars Get nothin but Emmitt Smiths If you start them wars You best keep choppers on yo hip Yo, you pop that X You do it big until yo jaws lock If you toot that powder Get a half a zip don't short stop --tweezy