Do it Big
(Overlapping chorus) 4x
n***a do that sh**
If you gon do that sh**
(Chorus) 3x
Do it big then
If you gon' do it, sh**
Do it big then (3rd time in chorus)
[Verse 1]
I copped a ol' school Cutla**
It was navy blue
f** them hub caps
I had to cop them 22's
Throwback 1952
Like my n***a 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 n***as hoes gettin f**ed
Gas tank filled up
Plus I'm grilled up
A couple fire a** blunts and a full cup
f** a Expedition
Me, I wanna Benz truck
Skinny chick s** a dick
I want a thick somethin
f** 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 n***a can't just hit somethin
Why f** a clown
If you can f** a n***a 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, sh**
Do it big then
You know them rims look much better
When they keep spinnin
Chorus
[Verse 2]
If you gon f** that hoe
Then gon get some head then too
Then gon head f** her friend too
If yo gon drink a motherf**in Brew
Gon head drink a few
Gon head and hit that Gin too
You can't afford to do it big
sh**, pretend to
Southpole had them shirts
With the pants too
If you can't get that dolja
Then grab that k**a 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
sh**, you doin' great
b**h you gon show yo a**
Then gon make it shake
If that's a f**in 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 Cutla**
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 f** with n***as who major
Then you can do it big
You f** with n***as 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