Big Sean - Tim Westwood Freestyle lyrics

[Intro:Westwood,Big Sean] Westwood we going in right? Yo lets go in kid baby we handalin ours one extra big sean Lets do it kid! [Verse 1:Big Sean] Yeah, I say I say Im the trending topic , Im fresh from the tropics Have first cla** so first cla** any closer I be co*kpit I have girls fighting girls over me look like moshpits I'm a grade A im doctorate I got this I'm hot sh** Man f** red eye flights in and out of rome the only time You seen red eye is standing at the stove Ye said ima be the best while we was standing next to hov Now everybody screaming big like they was staring at a ghost I feel like every rapper named big had it but they had to die first So in my 23 year im just tryna break the curse Playin one on one With the reaper loser gets hearse With a crooked referee so I gotta get my money Straight first Now your girlfriend is on my croucha Now im in her chacha Im in her la coocha nacha Pa** her to my partna now its a pinata f**ing with me on my I dont care time 30 bottles splashing you can tell I just got drafted Me and westwood pa**ing p**y im just calling that an a**-ist Hahaha now she wanna join the team but I tell her there is not point cus you will never get a ring I wish I could build a cabin around f**ing mountains While me and my n***as a one way ticket to success man f** a round trip I swear to god im addicted to the liquor that a drown in Girls that im night gowning rolling for quarters no time outting Whoa dere dont do there she riding my below there like a chauffeur And I can't tell you where I am I swear that I am everything but sober Pictures tell a thousand words and every camera snapping So I look at the blogs tomorrow and they can tell me what happened I swear im MVPing VIPizzle And nobody f**ing with BIGizzle I do it yeah I do it you knowing im rapping but they all knew it Who the best im the truest Look at my ring yeah the sh** the bluest [Verse 2] Yeah b**h ima boss Finally famous over everythin Now I decided I wanted to be a g for a living And do this til I die getting paid everyday Keep my dick up to the sky I got panties to the floor b**h keep me high Sorry that you couldn't be here swear you truely missing out uh.. Young g at the tip top n***as hating bad b**hes wanna liplock I could show you the ropes got the game in a slipknot Countin 20 thousands and I blew it on a wristwatch Oh thats your girl b**h I just slipped out Caught her tryna kick a** around and got kicked out Then I got back to the money back to the money back to the money Like my mattress full of money And ima burn it all Matches to the money Reminiscing with the n***as had his last bit of nothing b**h im grinding everyday im never going broke Understand b**h im never going broke I hustle everyday man ima die rich And if you ain't dieing with the team you can f**ing die b**h Yeah I do it I do it [Verse 3] I say I say I say I say I say I say aye I got the I got the Best weed leaking out my lungs Gotta her doing down no teeth call it speaking tounges Do it Now you speaking my language From where they twist and talk with they fingers Man but this ain't no sign language Yes im fresh up out them ashes Detroit cla**ics Eminem got them ma**es Tritrit got them pa**es For that motor motor yeah that motor be the fastest Swear they call it motor city cus you most likely to crash b**h Good thing I gotta chauffeur Going broke No sir hell yeah im the rap game stylist Cause I gave the rap game style b**h She wobble she right on my throttle I can tell you where I am I might even buy her a bottle Girl I call you my baby You know I got you stacking my paper I swear it look like a novel man what [Outro:Westwood,Big Sean] Man what westwood we goin' in right? Man you are handling yours right now baby, one extra Just a little, just a little something man thats about all man I done did 20 interviews already today man we freeslylin' We gettin'it in man I got the rest for you when I come back you know how real g's do man detroit player all day pimp I do it, I do it