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Big Sean( Sean Michael Leonard Anderson )



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Big Sean( Sean Michael Leonard Anderson )

Supa Dupa Lemonade

I do it... (do it, do it)
Finally Famous
gettin', (boy) money! (Money!)
G.O.O.D. music
Earl Mac
My nigga Tone say he so
Westside,
Me too.
D-Town
D-Town, Westside. Yeah I said it, Westside
Big
' so much, that you would thought it's
Bed-Stuy
You are now fucking with the newest nigga best out
Go on, roll that weed nigga, (Why?) cause I'm stressed out
L-V checked out
. Bad bitch, chest out (Them titties)
No wonder why Mrs. Right just keeps on gettin' left out
Oh well, that's everything I'm not concernin'. (Fuck it)
I'm on the top floor gettin brains, higher learnin'
Getting higher earnins', and my desires yearnin'
Running through that paper, (What?) like my Attorney
Hundred blunts rolled, you can smell the fire burnin'
I'm in the fast lane, you can smell my tires burnin'
Exercise, flex on guys. Model chick
Sex on thighs, Bump a lot.
A Lexus drive
I might let Alexis drive
Jesus chain, testify
I over accessorize
Test her out, now she gon' need a stretcher when I stretch her out
When it's time to speak, bet all of ya'll listen
When you up in the party, why is all the broads missin'?
And I just drop lines, like a nigga gone fishin'
Man and I be on them posters, like that nigga gone missin'
And I spit that er-retarded shit, just call it autism
I'm so hollywood, that I might make your bitch audition
Before we cut.
Cut... Cut.
Movie time, cut
I'ma dick her down, you gon' pick her up
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And I'm unusual as shit
I'm 'Superbad', your girl probably doodlin' my dick
And it's a couple screws up in my head that could use a fuckin' wrench
And I'm just lookin' at the game like, 'Damn, they could use a fuckin' bench,'
my name all up in the rafters
She gon' make me cum, I bet that money come faster
Kanye first, then I'm comin after
And Lou' Vuitton shoes ho
Dons
Jaspers
Who, her? I ran through her
walls
Made her scream and disapear, but hell no my name is not Casper
Boy, What the fuck these rappers sound like? (sound like)
Just a whole bunch of my sound bites
First whip, garbo. Second whip, Largo
Don't worry 'bout my niggas, Thur-good… Marshall
Bank account got me feeling Well, Fargo
Ballin', 'til I get a Milicic… Darko.
(I did that)
I just give them line after line, after line
After line, after line… barcode.
They lookin' for my work… Narco
'Cuz I just black out in the booth… Charcoal
Don C
Tone
54 bitches
Since we finna blow, I bet they finna blow nigga
2 pounds of weed, don't act like you don't know nigga
I put that green up, like missle toe nigga
Yeah. Boy, boy boy (I do it)
Finally Famous
in this, getting, money!
F-F
D-town
G.O.O.D. Music nigga
Bangladesh
) Say these niggas get off my dick
These niggas sit down