Busta Rhymes - BIG EVERYTHING (feat. DaBaby, T-Pain) lyrics

Shooter serious shooter

It's Baby, look i told them niggas I was top
Five when I was underground, yeah
Fucking all the bitches, yeah
Give them hoes the runaround
All I ever knew the girl to
Be was just a freak (A freak)
I'ma let the world think that she a woman now
Go get some CDs, I sold niggas remixes
I sold this shit to any nigga want a pound
Used to grab 'em fast, girl, was Busta Rhymes
Them niggas having thirty-five
I had 'em twenty-nine
Every day a nigga flip phone
Ring a hundred times
Had a foreign car, big coat, I rode around
Buy the car
Throw the Tip on and I roll around
Yeah, brand new whip
Pull a brand new bitch in it

Nigga sick when we pull up
You know how we with it
They cop every bottle
Get drunk and they spill it
All over the place hold up, watch my shoes
I'm getting plenty money, how 'bout you?
Baby, we throw so much break
To the point I'm exhausted, haha
Drinking every bottle 'til a
Nigga get nauseous, haha
Hundred bitches buying nigga all
And them gorgeous, haha
That's hundred thousand on a nigga
When I'm in the office
Hand picking, eating bitch box of chocolates
Haha beat it little nigga 'fore
I cock the targets, haha
Money growing bigger than a brontosaurus
Money I throw it bitches, cop
Box the poor shit, yeah
Get that dough, shawty, get that dough for me
(Get it) yeah, shawty sip that slow, haha
Bring it back, girl
Go 'head and put it on a nigga like
Like you tryna get another go
Yeah, bitches acting like they
Throwing money with bosses, aha
You don't wanna do that
Cut some of your losses, uh, uh
Every single thing about a nigga enormous
Lot of going on, nigga
And the diamonds is flawless
See you other fuckers could never do the
Shit I be doing the best
And you knew I've been shaking and moving
And showing up to 'em
You know that we chewing
And business is booming
Don't come around me playing 'cause
I a never fooling with none of you niggas
(Aw, shit) and when I see the spooky
They selling you niggas
They tell 'em you juicy
I ain't moving with none of you niggas
And body shit 'til it's time to be gone
Fuck up the building 'til I leave
And I'm done with you niggas

Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here
Tried to do it independent
And I'm staying here, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything
I'ma work it all day and all night
(All night) everything is alright, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything

Yes, we see how that most you niggas be bozos
Straight total recalls
You won't understand this shit where you are
Fuck around, buy the bar, get your drink on
The owner he'll fuck with me
He let me smoke my lil' reefer with you
Drinkin' yak and tequila (What you drink?)
You drinking it straight or you
Need you some ice?
I look like I just walked out the freezer
(Ice) oh, she like her shit straight
She don't chase it
Bitch, that ain't no ice tray
That's a bracelet
Yeah, say she can't wait to get naked, uh
Huh
Do your thing, bitch, I make you my favorite
She say she won't eat my dick every day
I say no, she gon' take it, no
I need a minute now 'cause I'm a millionaire
My niggas' millionaires 'til
I handle business
And my Lamborghini spinning out
Maybach shirt, Maybach car
They can't see in 'cause it's tinted
Can't see us 'til we drop the window
On reclining seats, let the tray out
Close the curtain
And eat today, we having sea bass and spinach
Give a fuck 'bout your image, please
Do not talk to me until I'm done
Nigga, wait 'til I'm finished
I leave you with blemish
Swollen all over your face
Fuck it, I make you diminish
Use thirty day tags when
You spending big smile
Who done did this? I can
Keep the whole label independent
Anything out my mouth that I say
Then I motherfucking did it
Bitch bad like Dennis the Menace
I'm the prophet of Venice
Fucked all her friends
Left 'em back in New York
Making all of 'em jealous audemaurs sweaters
Niggas so cold had to warm them up
Then I called all of my fellas
The inside every car made of leather, yeah
Yeah waste the drink, change the car
It's whatever
While shopping, I cop me some Dior and Dolce
And then I went and copped a couple Margielas
I sip on a couple wine seltzer
The fans write a couple wild letters
See I'm a nigga that'll always give thanks
I'm friends with a couple bank tellers
They let me skip lines at the bank
They call me Mr Kirk
The clerks know that I'm paid
So they flirt us
Still stay down when you stay down, it hurt
Want the chains, want the chains, gotta work
Locking in, clocking in on an overnighter
Girl, stay to press a button
Open up the gate, I'm driving in
And, nigga, I ain't squashing shit
Fuck a white flag
It's a problem right now if we
Ever have a problem then
Ain't got too much to
Say 'cause she swallowing
Want me to open up the gate
You gotta call it in
She a naughty girl, I pull up on the baby
Rocking all the Christian
Begging me to put it on her face, I told her
"Not again" i go wherever the fuck I wanna
And ain't no signing in, uh, uh
And do whatever the fuck I want
Don't like to she suck my dick and both
My balls in her mouth
And I stand there in disbelief
With my hand on
My head wondering how she got 'em in
Every time we move
You know a nigga gotta win
We gotta bag it and indeed, we gotta spend
When we fuck
Baby be thinking of billing it up
Instead nigga got a whole lot of kin
More rhymes, you want my line, yeah
You know we drown niggas in heat, I hope
You know you gotta swim
Okay, one more line, just one more line
One more line
Despite you don't be coming to eat
You know we got up in the gym

Oh, whole lot of shit just to get here
Tried to do it independent
And I'm staying here, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything
I'ma work it all day and all night
(All night) everything is alright, oh
Big money, big dreams, big everything