Ultra - Big Time lyrics

Big time, laced down, diamonds on my wrist
Sippin Dom P in the limousine
Big time, stay crisp, always gettin chips
Makin mad moves with the gangsta lean

Get money, get money, how we live every day
All work, no play, it's an everyday thing
Hey get the chips aight? No need to flip
Last brother tried to trip got
Licked with the clip
Rappers runnin up to me sayin
"Yo, keep it real, represent"
Then I say, "Let me see you pay my rent"
Yo I gotta get those dead presidents
Cause rappers in the game
Ain't makin no sense
You couldn't bust a dollar
Out of fifteen cents
And now you tryin to front on
My jewels and my mint, motherf
You make me wanna hurt somethin word to God
I'mma beat you like you stole somethin
But, I'mma chill and flex and cash
Checks and shine my Rolex
And drink wine cause baby it's time
To make the big time

Big time, laced down, diamonds on my wrist
Sippin Dom P in the limousine
Big time, stay crisp, always makin chips
Makin big moves with the gangsta lean

You know they small time Tim yo
I blew they cover i'm bigger than that
I bought them minks for they mother
Willie Bigs massage parlors built
In every city you play games on four track
Your steelo can't MIDI
Your whole entourage is
Duplicatin "Poppa Large"
With three trailers
Mercedes trucks parked in the garage
You hangin high, you dusted puffin sink lye
My friends are rich
Go tell the Feds when you snitch
You fakin moves, with artificial Gotti rules
I'm water repellant
You bounced off my two sacks
My money's in walls
Stashed in the mouse cracks
Critics criteria, jealous of my silk interior
I'm big time
With rubber bands built around your mind
My credit is filled in my
House packed with ten children i'm big time
That's right yeah, as I move on
We gotta do this

I wanna be big time
And make a whole lot of currency
A rich black man is a lot of fun to see
Got mansions with whore stages
Paid my workers minimum wages
I'm known for takin a hundred grand
And bustin 'em down in Vegas
I'm the greatest
High rollin player in the industry
My personal bank account
Is United States treasury fool that'll be
Known to any friend or any foe
Yo you gotta make the dough, get the dough
Get the dough
Get those hizzes off your mizzind
Business is yo' design impact wit yo' mack
Cause you gotta make it big time


I'm not impressed, no quality there
What's on your brain?
You was caught at my table
Drinkin cheap champagne
At the fanciest resteraunt
Your pockets had no cash
At the drop of a dime
I pulled a hundred out my ass
Then fed your stomach, you loved it
Your girl slurped it drunk my brew
You started rappin soundin doo doo
You got real personal
Asked if we make a million
I fronted two rocks
And gave the monkies two billion
Look at me, my watch
Your girl felt my peepee
You know why? I'm big time
(Ha ha haha! You're not the mafia Tony
Cause me and my friend is)

Yeah, yeah so now you know
Gettin money, makin dough
Ha, so don't get it twisted
(hahahaha, that's right)
Big time is how we livin
(you don't know the families)
Cash is how we live (all of the familes)
Yeah (we can meet up)
So don't ever forget (have big meetings)
Cause we comin to your town
(that's right you game?)
(Your sicilian brothers will be in - town
Will be there) kool Keith, Big Time
Pimpin REX is, Big Time tim Dog, is Big Time
Cause you know we gotta end this rhyme