Mr. DJ - Big Dreams lyrics

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Mr. DJ - Big Dreams lyrics

Chorus x2 Big dreams make big stars Don't forget who you are Although I live for today [Mr. Mo] I ain't ???? I'm ???? ???? bed dream On the camera scene know what I mean Get the b**h out your blood stream See the green make some n***as cake Some buy a house on the lake I'm a cheapskate like chocolate shake And an ???? for the bath tub like the last love Hundred and twenty seconds of that ???? Begging me to do whatever I would when I could And I should but I can't in the hood a n***a ain't Is it wood is or is it paint Can't thaink because of the drank Because of the cheese Naw it's the jeans won't let her breath These dollars keep burning quicker than the weed n***a please I take it day by day Day by day Chorus x2 [Polow] {Talking} Hey what's up n***a Damn you don' came up boy Remember you used to play in the marching band You was a nerd n***a {Rap} Now you was lame growing up you ain't had no hoes in high school n***as used to take your shoes at the swimming pool Used to kick it with the bustaz in the marching band But you was wicked with the flute so you kept playin' You got your first big machine when you was sixteen Now the record label say you on fire like a kerosene Money changed the scene Oh you a star now Got yourself a hundred thousand dollar car now Damn you big time you don' came up Go to the strip club every night get your thang s**ed Changed up your bifocals to Versace shades But you still that lame n***a from the tenth grade You b**h made and you can't hide that for moneyz And them hoez got you putting snow in your nose You dummy, but hey it's just a phase that you goin' thru You think you got it made if you only knew Chorus x2 [Cutty Cartel] Picture perfect our stylez For those who rumor Only leaving themselves blind to see if you ask me Should be drug on concrete Thus few less with heart Then not to repeat buddy you weak How it start as an art A ritual that hasn't evolved I say yall meaning you Check em like some girls Coming from lunch on B hall Telling your buddies 'bout who you do Your self help from school like it's cool You talk too much You told my girl who I'm drilling and cutting Yet it's all for nuthing Still ain't got to deal with that sh** f** pain and suffering I got to get it and get more Politic connect with the next To get this Jim Crow sh** jumping like some s** I'm hot flesh I see yall n***as hating cause we fresh Some expose yourself lollygaggers and coat checkers Pay your fare cause I just can't share it's all there Chorus fade

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