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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Big Sean - My Last Lyrics

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Big Sean - My Last

[Chris Brown]
Hands up in the air
I just want the
I just want the baddest bitch in the world
Right here on my lap

And I’mma hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’mma hit this night up like it’s my last
I’mma I’mma hmm hmm, like it’s my last (boi)
Swear I’mma, swear I’mma get it like
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Big Sean]
Ok, now where that alcohol
You aint even got to ask
Cause I’mma drink it all like, like its my last
She a 7 in the face, but a 10 in the ass
She even look better by the end of my glass
See I just walked in fresher than the shirts off in this muthf-cka
Ima need a bad broad to twirk off in this muthaf-cka
I’mma go hard till it hurts off in this muthaf-cka
I’mma ball so you gotta work off in this muthaf-cka
The work, and I can get you anything you want
I could, I could, I could put you on
See you look like Beyonce so do it like Beyon…
Do it like Beyonce and put it on Sean
Grind hard but a got a lot to show for it
Always had drive like I had to chauffeur it
My team’s so true we should get a camera crew
To follow us around and make a show for us

[Chris Brown - Hook]
And I’mma hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’mma hit this night up like it’s my last
I’mma I’mma hmm hmm, like it’s my last (boi)
Swear I’mma, swear I’mma get it like
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Big Sean - Verse 2]
Now, I’mma fill this glass up like it’s my last
I’mma do, do it, like its my last
I’mma spend this cash up like it’s my last
And I’mma make it last, like it’s my last
And I’m gone, can’t remember where I am
But she forget about her man when they tell her who I am
And they introduce my fan
Now she all up in space
All all up in my face like you remember who I am
Since I signed the con’, I’m Louie Vuitton shine
Up in Benny Han Han eating all the Wonton
Rose rose over a little Chandon
Put her hands down my pants now she rocking Sean John
Man I just ended up on everybody guestlist
I’m just doing better than what everybody projected
Knew that I’d be here so if you asked me how I feel
I’mma just tell you, its everything that I expected
Boi, boi

[Chris Brown]
Hands up in the air
(One time for the West side, let me see them hands..)
Hands up in the air
(Two times if you love GOOD Music)
Hands up in the air
(And three times for the baddest chick in the World who got her hands up in the air)
Hands up in the air

[Chris Brown - Hook]
And I’mma hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’mma hit this night up like it’s my last
I’mma I’mma umm umm, like it’s my last (boi)
Swear I’mma, swear I’mma get it like
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Bridge]
Big ass bottles, Big Ice buckets
I work too hard to be ballin’ on a budget
Me and my people do it big out in public cause
Cause if you don’t do it big, you aint doing nothing

[Chris Brown - Hook]

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Big Sean - Crazy Lyrics

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Big Sean - Crazy

Big Sean Chorus]
Man I should've known, should've known, should've known
Should've known, should've known
Should've known that she was crazy than a muthaf-cker
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
She was crazy than a muthaf-cker

Man I should've known, should've known, should've known
Should've known, should've known
Should've known that she was crazy than a muthaf-cker
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
She was crazy than a muthaf-cker

[Big Sean - Verse 1]
And God damn you all crazy ass
Wanna smash my Mercedes ass
Pokin' holes off in the condoms tryna have a baby ass
All up in Saks 5th when you deserve Macy's ass
Talkin' bout sh-t, yea n-gga, better pay me ass
Bitch all up in my house and I aint tryna room mate her
She in and out my drawers like its, like it's Room Raiders
She crazy and deranged, when she in the Range
Skip the jewelry store and grab rocks
Like she Tomb Raider (raider, raider)
But before you hit that Alter
And the preacher start pronouncin'
Gave her half your heart but she got half of your amount
Of whatever's in your account
So take that into account
And you best get to countin'
Before you gets to bouncin'
Bitch

[Chorus]
Man I should've known, should've known, should've known
Should've known, should've known
Should've known that she was crazy than a muthaf-cker
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
She was crazy than a muthaf-cker

Man I should've known, should've known, should've known
Should've known, should've known
Should've known that she was crazy than a muthaf-cker
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
She was crazy than a muthaf-cker

[Big Sean - Verse 2]
Crazy, man I must be crazy too
Cuz crazy as she is I could'nt leave her if ya paid me to
I swear I goes to work on that p-ssy like she paid me to
D-d-dick her up and now she walkin' like she 82
(I like the you you do it)
She get it from her mama
Headaches every night a n-gga get it from the drama
Man if she don't make that money, she gon' take that money
Not from you, yeah she get it from your Honor
Believe that, f-ck you get my password?
Readin' through my emails and you aint even ask first
I know I should leave her
For damn sure don't, don't need her
Everytime I try and hit the door I always hit that ass first

[Chorus]
Man I should've known, should've known, should've known
Should've known, should've known
Should've known that she was crazy than a muthaf-cker
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
She was crazy than a muthaf-cker

Man I should've known, should've known, should've known
Should've known, should've known
Should've known that she was crazy than a muthaf-cker
(Crazy, crazy, crazy)
She was crazy than a muthaf-cker

Monday, November 29, 2010

Big Sean - Big Nut Bust Lyrics

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Big Sean – Big Nut Bust

[Big Sean - Chorus]
Asshole then, bigger d-ck now
don’t believe me, bitch look down
l-l-look down, tell me how I look now
l-l-look now, bitch look down

Airhead hoes on my kush cloud
thought I was cute then, bitch how I look now
how I look now, tell me how I look now
how I look now, bitch look down

[Verse 1]
Ok she why would he, why would he
dropping it properly
got her legs in an angle, that sh-t look like Isosceles
I got 80 carats on me cause I make all that broccoli
got her camera phone, pop, pop, pop, bottles
I know She Could Pop With me
ey ai, ey ai, we hot we hot
at the bar giving away more shots than G-I, G-I
your girlfriend is all on my D-I, D-I
you know, you know
B-I,B-I …G

[Chorus]
Ass hole in, bigger d-ck now
don’t believe me, bitch look down
l-l-look down, tell me how I look now
l-l-look now, bitch look down

Airhead hoes on my kush cloud
thought I was cute then, bitch how I look now
how I look now, tell me how I look now
how I look now, bitch look down

[Verse 2]
These hoes crazy, all they jackets should be straighted
yeah my n-ggas ok, he don’t need no old lady
okay, she is from Venus but I make it your uranus
I mean I, really don’t give a f-ck bout your fingers
(?) now hold up, cause I’m luckilly getting greener but now left or right
I’m f-cking getting colder
I v12 ripping you know how I rode her
big chain boulder, bosses in my motor

[Chorus]
Asshole then, bigger d-ck now
don’t believe me, bitch look down
l-l-look down, tell me how I look now
l-l-look now, bitch look down

Airhead hoes on my kush cloud
thought I was cute then, bitch how I look now
how I look now, tell me how I look now
how I look now, bitch look down

[Verse 3]
I walk up in this b-tch, feeling like the f-cking man
I might take your b-tch and make her f-ck my man
I’m who the f-ck, the f-ck you can
f-ck this d-ck hole, f-ck is you playing
f-ck, f-ck, f-ck you and f-ck your friends, hold up
I gotta another f-ck you again
im gone cut your head, and buttf-ck
jacking off to two girl shittin in one cup
VIP, and I got one truck and I got weed
forklifting my nuts up cause it’s going to be a very big nut bust
(SPLASH)
[Chorus]

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Big Sean - Poster Lyrics

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Big Sean - Poster

[Chorus]
I’m finna win it all
they should put me on a poster
I gotta get it all
they should put me on a poster
every night I get it all
they should put me on a poster
yea the game barely started but its already over
I bet you could not walk where I ran
tell the competition catch me if you can
I bet you could not walk where I ran
tell the competition catch me if you can

[Big Sean - Verse 1]
Starter, only hit the bench when Im liftin’
Priceless, but they still gotta pay admissions
I’m so far ahead that I could pause and take pictures
hold the autographs, I’m a shot away from winnin’ it all
hell yea Im goin’ for the title
and if your name is on the title then finna get the white out
so many cameras flashin’ I cant even tell its night out
I swear I saw the reaper, guess I’m finna bout to play my life out
lights out,
everytime I’m coming down
cuz I will knock you out like you weigh 100 pounds
bartender, I’ma probably need 100 rounds
theres only one king, and not another crown
tryna pay my tool like where is the pay station
whole crowd packed, like they finna vacation
doing everything in the world that I planned
so now I tell my dreams, c-catch me if you can

[Chorus]
I finna win it all
they should put me on a poster
I gotta get it all
they should put me on a poster
every night I get it all
they should put me on a poster
yea the game just started but its already over
I bet you could not walk where I ran
tell the competition catch me if you can
I said I bet you cant walk where I ran
tell the competition catch me if you can

[Big Sean - Verse 2]
Now look, you can try and keep up, you probably gonna pass out
Yeah I took your girlfriend and turned her into my mascot
hometown hero but I’ll never pull my mask out
I bet the crowd love me, love me like I hit the last shot
sometimes your first shot could be your last shot
just see what I do when the ball get passed out
and my shadow is the only thing Im fearin’
and if I need to see my idol, I just look up in the mirror
so I’m the one they stand and applaud for
and guess who they goin bring out that award for
I hope they shinnin’ up the medal case
cuz the only thing I’m runnin’ from is second place
Im still hungry, Im on my second plate
you a little guy, you need some extra weight
bet everybody call me Big
go hard or go home, so I’ll don’t ever see the crib

[Chorus]
I finna win it all
they should put me on a poster
I gotta get it all
they should put me on a poster
every night I get it all
they should put me on a poster
yea the game just started but its already over
I bet you could not walk where I ran
tell the competition catch me if you can

Monday, November 1, 2010

Big Sean - Too Fake Lyrics

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Big Sean - Too Fake

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
They say I'm too fake, fuck it I'm paid
I can't even find it, empty spot inside my safe
I got carnies on my eyes, Louis on my case
Lobster, shrimp, and calimari right here chilling on my plate
They say I'm too fake, fuck it I'm paid
I can't even find it, empty spot inside my safe
I got carnies on my eyes, Louis on my case
Lobster, shrimp, and calimari right here chilling on my plate
They tell me I'm on time, even when I'm late
Even if it's a lie they say everything is great
I'm grabbin' the fattest asses, just to see 'em shake
I swear I'm too real to be, I'm too real to be livin' so fake

[Chorus: hockey sample]
Look out!
Cause I'm just too fake for the world
I know it's just a game to me
I'm just too fake you see
I wish I didn't have to be but watch out
I got too much soul for the world
It's breaking my heart in two
I got too much soul for you
I don't like it but it's true

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Yeah I know Sean, I swear that nigga ain't shit
Known him for forever and he ain't on the same shit
It breaks my heart when all the kids be yelling "You the mayne, Big"
He ain't no hometown hero, he on that LeBron James shit
Man I tell him suck my dick then choke on a nut
Cause when they see me it's oh Big was on
Man for the team, man, fam, or regime
Might knock down any door, open it up
Got old and now you startin' actin' different huh?
No really I wasn't fuckin' with you from the beginnin' bruh
Here we are, here we go, my circle tighter than a Cheerio
People want a handle like silver spoons
People want a handle like here you go
Man, the realest nigga I know is inside the mirror bro
And these fools be trippin' like a suitcase, a shoelace
They too fake, and I'm too real, yeah, boy

[Chorus: hockey sample]
Look out!
Cause I'm just too fake for the world
I know it's just a game to me
I'm just too fake you see
I wish I didn't have to be but watch out
I got too much soul for the world
It's breaking my heart in two
I got too much soul for you
I don't like it but it's true

Uh, I got too much soul for you, yeah

[Verse 3: Chiddy]
Fake it til you make it
What happens when you do?
Friends turn to strangers, so I'm a stranger, too
They want this or that
Boy gotta hustle like a flip or pack
Yeah go a nigga like get a scratch
When I hit the booth I came up with a sick attack
Oh yes, feelin' so strong we about to take the game like Conquest
Wish we fail, but they check pre-sales, and a hater gets proven wrong, yes
They just bantering, cause I'm not answering
Married to the music so I never give a hand a ring
But Chiddy jigga with these girls we be on the necks
And they get mad cause we really don't respond to text
Yeah, they say I, may be just on the shady side
Maybe I, grow so much and I smoke so much got a lazy eye
Yeah I'm too gone, this the new shit to get loose on
The boy Chiddy and Sean on a new song
If you ain't with it, tell me what the fuck you on
I said I in heads, made it off of Big chance
Yeah and still the game can make you fake like implant
I quit

[Chorus: hockey sample]
Look out!
Cause I'm just too fake for the world
I know it's just a game to me
I'm just too fake you see
I wish I didn't have to be but watch out
I got too much soul for the world
It's breaking my heart in two
I got too much soul for you
I don't like it but it's true

Big Sean - I Don’t Think They Want It Lyrics

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Big Sean - I Don’t Think They Want It

I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it
I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it
Soon as I walk in all the bad bitches on it

I saw you perform yeah, you put on a light show
I walk up in this bitch looking like a light show
got a team but I’m by myself ISO
killing sh-t lights on, lights on, lights off
on my job bitch, no nights off
and on my nights off, it still might cost

I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it
your girls on my dick and she trying to sit up on it
she hopped on my lap even took a pick up on it
and I passed her to my n-ggas cause I don’t really want it

I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it
brand new whip but I push it like it’s stolen
7-11 a n-gga keep rollin’
I’m headed to the top bitch and I dont think you going
and how my checks look, stupid as hell
so tell me how my ex look, stupid as hell

I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it
I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it

Ay, now every time I stepped in
you could tell I stepped out
I saw your girlfriend only from the chest down
I’m so dressed up but I pull her dress down
by the time she wake up, I’m in the next town

I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it
I met your main bitch and I put my n-ggas on it
and she bust it wide open, hotel picture phoning
send it all around the World so I don’t even want it
2,3 I’m in my zone bitch
where’s the competition?
I need a clone bitch

I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it
and I run GOOD music n-gga Usain Bolt’n
getting music so the drinks the only thing thats pouring
damn thats what I like and it feel good
and it look right, tell her keep going

I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it
I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it

What you got? nothing!
what I got? everything!
you was straight gassin, I put that on kerosine
I just give her dick dog, you give her a wedding ring
you need her at the alter now that is just embarassing
let em talk sh-t though, go ahead, carry on
I just walk up in this bitch higher than a carry on
flyer than a carry on, sipping on Perignon
gripping on derriere, gripping off Derrion
somebody show these weak n-ggas where the exit is
cause they always trying to be where my section is
ay for real though, the number one question is:
why is your girlfriend always where the sexing is?

I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it
I Don’t Think They Want It
I-I Dont think they want it