Текст песни Lil` Boosie - Do it Big
Lil` Boosie - Do it Big слова песни
(Overlapping chorus) 4xNigga do that shitIf you gon do that shit(Chorus) 3xDo it big thenIf you gon` do it, shitDo it big then (3rd time in chorus)[Verse 1]I copped a ol` school CutlassIt was navy blueFuck them hub capsI had to cop them 22`sThrowback 1952Like my nigga BooSome Baud`s(Girbaud`s) tooNow what`s a fit without the shoesSix hundred fifty dollar gearMan I`m fitted upFresh cut, all you niggaz hoes gettin fuckedGas tank filled upPlus I`m grilled upA couple fire ass blunts and a full cupFuck a ExpeditionMe, I wanna Benz truckSkinny chick suck a dickI want a thick somethinFuck five figures, manI hustle hard for six somethinCome noon or noonSoon I`m a be rich somethinWhat`s conversationIf a nigga can`t just hit somethinWhy fuck a clownIf you can fuck a nigga really thugginIf you gon score and hustle, do it big thenYou pull it out in publicBust it, do it big thenIf you gon flip yo buckets, shitDo it big thenYou know them rims look much betterWhen they keep spinninChorus[Verse 2]If you gon fuck that hoeThen gon get some head then tooThen gon head fuck her friend tooIf yo gon drink a motherfuckin BrewGon head drink a fewGon head and hit that Gin tooYou can`t afford to do it bigShit, pretend toSouthpole had them shirtsWith the pants tooIf you can`t get that doljaThen grab that killa straightIf you can`t get that HennyThen get some E&JThat Shell gas too highThen go to Circle KLong as you doin` it bigShit, you doin` greatBitch you gon show yo assThen gon make it shakeIf that`s a fuckin haterThen gon make `em hateChorus[Verse 3]They holla why you do it bigCause I only live onceSo I gots to do it big From my car size to my bluntAnd I stuntCause I ain`t never had a quarterUsed to borrow from ballersNow I`m that neighborhood stallerDo it big with his daughterTommy`d out, sometime she PoloSometime she wear them throwback dressesShe ain`t even four, thoughAnd if you paralyzed don`t feel playedDo it big like no legs and jump a EscaladeYou got a beat up CutlassYou besta hit the cornerCrown `em down, then the soundThen you twenty one `emDaddy cluck and momma stressedAy man I gots to do it bigBeen hungry for too longAy man I gots to pull a lickHuh, you stack yo paperYou can do it bigYou fuck with niggaz who majorThen you can do it bigYou fuck with niggaz who wear gatorsThen you can do it bigWhen we sign with a major labelWe gon do it big, fa sho` gon do it bigIf you steal carsGet nothin but Emmitt SmithsIf you start them warsYou best keep choppers on yo hipYo, you pop that XYou do it big until yo jaws lockIf you toot that powderGet a half a zip don`t short stop--tweezy