FFOE lyrics - Big Sean

[Intro:]
The best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
I got the best drinks, good tree, and bad bitches
And that's what you gon' get anytime you fuckin' with us
Finally Famous, what's up?

[Verse 1:]
I'm on the west side of my city
Ridin' round like a tour guide
With that white girl she got a tongue ring
That might as well be a bullseye
She half naked walking 'round this bitch
I almost thought I was poolside
Tryna raw dog my... (oh!)
Like her tubes tied but that's suicide!
One time for my niggas who made something out of nothing -
Cause you could lose it all my nigga look at they've been roughin'
"You could lose it twice as fast as you got it"
Got it - that's what my grandma told me
And you've got to be a dumb dumb dumb motherfucker not to listen to what you hear from the OG's
Rollin' OG
'Til I G-O
Yeah G-O, nigga, add an O-D
That's what I rep, nigga, 'til I O-D
Collecting everything that this world owes me
I told my Momma grab you any kind of car
Girl cause you my shining star, I love you everywhere you are
Back to it - to the game I am committed
My intentions: stay persistent
Workin' overtime like we get paid off commissions
And my wrist bliss, work
Ms. Gliss, man I ain't got time like my wrist slit
No bitch fit, just a fit bitch
Who only drive bitch to make me feel terrific

[Hook:]
Now we going strong, we'll be going going gone, 'til we on

[Verse 2:]
I'm on the east side of my city
Ridin' round like it's "Doomsday"
And if you keep pushing my buttons
Might fuck around and be a "Tomb Day"
Don't let go of her hand -
Or it might be "Big-Sean-In-Her-Womb Day"
"Congratulations, dog! "
Man, that's what the whole room say
I want money and security for all of my descendants
We up in Hollywood, tryna get our hands some "in it"
If you don't fuck with my songs, man, you gotta fuck with the intention
Tryna get my fam and friends-es
Behind Benz-es, and cartier lenses - woah
I believe I can fly
I believe I'm the man
I believe in God
Man, they sending shots, shots, shots, shots
Like they don't believe I can die
Man, fuck whoever used to tell me to stop
A legend in the making -
Fuck whoever told me I'm not

[Hook:]
Now we going strong, we'll be going going gone, 'til we on

Do What I Gotta Do lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Tyga)

[Intro:]
Lil Bitch, Money... Money. I've been working too hard
Finally Famous in this

[Hook:]
Baby do what you got to do, do what you got to do
Do what you got to do, Baby do what you got to do
For the shit that you gotta have, shit that you gotta have
Do what you gotta do, for the shit that you gotta have
We out here, grinding, shining
If I ain't getting paper bitch I'm dying
If I ain't getting paper bitch I'm dying
Do what you got to do, what you got to do [x4]

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Pop, pop, pop, pop that, whoa
Do everything except stop that, Hold up
All of that ass I can't grab it
You might as well be a fat bitch
Boy I'm 'bout it, 'bout it, getting sloppy toppy
While I'm rolling kamikaze
Skeet, skeet, swear I made the pussy fire hydrant
She up and down the pole, like she, like she fire fighting
Bitch I'm finally famous, I do, I do what I wanna
The money, money, sex, money in the air, with an aroma
Swear I got her head banging, banging, might be in a coma
Walk up to the baddest bitch and tell her that I own her

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Tyga]
T killer, big game, gorilla
I'm the one, pull up, like Billups
Two hoes, screw them like a fucking Phillip
Asian bitches, Wu Tang give them rhythm
Oh really, milli vanili, fucking with me
Bet she lift that ass up high like she hit a wheelie
In the club, be in the back like
Niggas pretending to be me, and that shit don't offend me
I'm about my business and this bitch is temporary
I don't give them love, try February
Money committed, swear this shit be married
I get that cake, cake, cake, then I pop a cherry

[Hook]

Story By Snoop Lion lyrics - (performed by Snoop Dogg)

Ye it's so cold in the motherfucking D
I'm talking real cold man I'm talking about June 19 motherfucking 86
On a west side off 8 mile road
Living with my pops while he was working at a motherfucking post office
Right around the corner I was working at McDonalds
Getting up in the morning doing that breakfast shift
I was so cold in the motherfucking eggs, they call me young eggs
I mean I had it locked and loaded I was gonna fuck around and go to school out there
To the coaches wanted me to come to Cody High and play basketball
And do my thing, but you know what man, the experience I had in Detroit was a hell of an experience man
'Cause it shaped me, it molded me, it grew me
I came back from Detroit I was new and improved
I remember I wrote me a song, I said I went to Detroit to make my move a more track
Now I'm back and I'm new and improved
That's how I came back from Detroit you understand me I was new and improved
So all to my folks out there in the D, it's so motherfucking cold from the west side to the east side
Y'all know what it is, I used to stay on white street on the east side
Right by the east line mall you dig
So I mean I'm well routed, and tutored and suited and booted
Part of the D, it's part of the G and the LBC
This is Big Snoop Dogg, Big Sean you know what it is
Detroit, let's go.

RWT lyrics - Big Sean

[Intro:]
Yup, yup
I look up
Cause I can't look down on you bitch niggas no mo, man
If that casket ain't 24 karot gold when I die
Then I ain't made enough fucking money man and that's real talk
God

[Verse:]
This my roll weed time
Don't turn it into dead in the street time
Her legs do the peace sign
Know the hood so well don't need street signs
Young rich and iconic
Big titties I'm signin'
Burnin' bitches and chronic
Big white smoke clouds every time I talk, does it look like I'm in a comic?
Everything I rock I designed it, realer nigga, won't find it
Okay, I be stackin' that cheddar, bet that shit won't expire
Got me ballin' so hard, I need me Jerry Maguire
I made a mil before twenty-five, man and I ain't even no lie
Bitch I ain't sayin' that shit to brag neither, I'm sayin' that to inspire
I'm like, damn boy, fuck you sayin' boy?
Hatin' on me, knowin' that you is a fan boy
When I'm around you call me Cause like we fam boy?
Rappin' like me let's me know that I'm the man boy
Okay, Hennessy and Bombay is a real nigga entree
I gave her my grande, my food is picante
My girls is Beyonce, your boyfriend beyond gay
I seen him hang with Deandre and they was lookin' like prom dates
One time for my hood 'til I go in the ground
I'm throwin' it up cause they holdin' me down
I'm perverted as fuck, got a pole in the house
Got your girl and your girl and they hoein' it out
But you standin' outside cause no hoes is allowed
If you work like I work, you would throw in the towel
Once you get in this life, man, there's no comin' out
And haters look at me like snow in the south
Surprise nigga
Man fuck it, I'm on, you off and I hope you die nigga
Why you alive nigga?
I'm stackin' dough cause my momma addicted to spas
Yeah I'm the one that these hatin' niggas despise
You better take off your fuckin' disguise, nigga
Bitch-made it's in your eyes nigga
Lies nigga
Shut the fuck up, everything'll be fine
Cause this my roll weed time

Once Bitten, Twice Shy lyrics - Big Sean

I look up

[Hook:]
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I'm just man enough to say
There's no turning back now
There's no turning back now

Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I'm just man enough to say
There's no turning back now
There's no turning back now

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Tequila glasses, shots to the head cause some memories they need assassins
Got a quarter pound of purp an eigth of gin I have my friends
Gone, Gone
Man fuck it though, not too good with fractions
Tried to do it all on my own, not too good with asking
Cause when people give you a hand they want an audience back
But they not clapping and standing, they clapping at me let's panic
Pop pop that AK take candids
I aim for the sky, never landed
And yup
I look up up up in the mirror, I see a nigga gettin' rich off me
Hmm, and look at all these mother fuckers trynna get rich off me
But they wasn't there not when times got heavy man when things got deadly
Before my cash flow broke that levy man we ain't have no heat in that broke ass Chevy
Coming from a city where dreams get shredded, I'm goin off credit, these niggas need debit
Made mistakes but they made me what I am and I am what I am and I don't regret it
And I found the girl that I'd marry, the only curse
Is that I keep running into the girls that I'd fuck first

[Bridge:]
But that's the, lifestyle of the big big dogs
For everything you love and more, would you trade it all?
Would you trade it all? For everything you love and more, would you trade it all?
I mean a, big house, life you never saw, for everything you want and love, would you trade it all?
Would you trade it all?
For everything you know, are you down to let it go?

Fuck nah
Trynna make it out a city where niggas don't make it out
And if you do they want the blueprint so they can try and trace it out
They got that work, and thank God for yay
Signed to G.O.O.D, thank God for Ye
Before it's all said and done the one thing that I gotta say is

[Hook:]
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I'm just man enough to say
There's no turning back now
There's no turning back now

Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I'm just man enough to say
There's no turning back now
There's no turning back now

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Man I miss my grandma, she ain't passed away or nothin I'm just busy on camera
I love her, I love her, I should call her up and tell her
Give her some flowers, while she can still smell em
While she can still smell em, If you love somebody please tell em
I swear if you had 24 hours tell me who or what you'd do
Would you spend it all with your fam or would you get high with your crew?
Would you go back to your old girl and let her know that it's true?
Would you go back to your old boss and piss all over his shoes?
Would you, try and make the news? Would you get paid? Would you try to pay your dues?
Would you step it up or would you try and change shoes? Do you believe in karma or living for tomorrow?
Would you, hit the bar and go binging? Would you, steal a car, Mercedez Benz? and
Would you die alone, would you die independent? Or would have your friends right there in attendance
When it's all finished
Guess that depends on how you live
Just pray that all of your wrongs don't overshadow all that you did

[Bridge:]
But that's the, lifestyle of the big big dogs
For everything you love and more, would you trade it all?
Would you trade it all? For everything you love and more, would you trade it all?
I mean a, big house, life you never saw, for everything you want and love, would you trade it all?
Would you trade it all?
For everything you know, are you down to let it go?

[Hook:]
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I'm just man enough to say
There's no turning back now
There's no turning back now

Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I'm just man enough to say
There's no turning back now
There's no turning back now

Life Should Go On lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Wale)

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
From the West but I'm heading to the Northside
That's the top, I need a crib on the shoreside
I need a backyard full court size
From where the jury is the only thing that's courtside
Chasing money in the city of crime
Cash back so then it's black bags under my eyes
Man fuck it I got a dream worth more than my sleep
To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats
Man fuck these hating ass bitches I'm gone
They told me no then I reverse it I'm on, I'm on!
I'm on, I'm on, they told me no then I reverse it I'm on
Mama had 2 jobs I know that she was working for me
Ten years later, I got her working for me
Hired the whole family like mobsters
Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors
Grandma called, see me on the Billboards around the city
Man going around around the world so many times I'm dizzy
London or Japan, Orlando, Walt Disney
Paris, Abu-Dhabi, California weed twistin' yup!
Texas to Toronto where they love that nigga Drizzy
All the way to Detroit, the whole city fucking with me
Heading to the money, whole city coming with me
And I'm a rep the city 'til the reaper come and get me yup!

[Hook 1:]
And this is how life should go
Everything I wanted never seem so close
Good people, good drinks, good smoke
Got me thinking this is how life should go
This is how life should go
Everything I wanted never seem so close
Family all around, all highs no lows
Got me thinking this is how life should go

[Verse 2: Wale]
Sitting back, putting all my issues in a swisher
I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches
And this ain't biblical but this sermon is spiritual
'Cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few
The upper percentile
Whipping whatever I, 460LS you
I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle
Know that it's God working
Police got the swine flu and these niggas is reptiles
Yeah, Maybach poetic genius
You buying a seven jeans, keep mine in a seven Beemer
I'm trampolining on niggas and I actually mean it
A fly nigga, I keep having the gravity grievous
And while these niggas keep hating, they be asking for features
That's like a complacent atheist is asking for Jesus
Riding around without a fuck given
Behind them dirty plates like a catcher with a mitten
The best in my position, I'm passionate with lyrics
And they ain't fucking with the kid like Chris Hansen in the kitchen
I'm handsome to these women, I'm envied by these no ones
That's no Joakim Noah, nigga everybody know us
And even if you don't drink everybody po' up
'Cause all these hating niggas probably never gon' show up
Never hate on no one, your blessing's getting closer
Even when I'm open, it's nothing to Ed Cota wassup

[Hook 1]

[Verse 3: Sean]
Could you tell me where to go? I need direction
Where are we now? Where's the intersection?
Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception
In this cold world, it's all about collection
So I, I stack paper and keep it ghetto
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world
I made a promise to the mirror
That I'd, never ever ever go broke
Riding through the city, I be riding through the city
All I know is bad bitches, I got Finally Famous with me though
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

[Hook 2:]
So I'm a drink and smoke and fuck and go go go
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
All I know, all I know -ow -ow
-ow -ow -ow [x8]

[Verse 4: Wiz]
While I'm flying over Italy, flying over cities
Got my carry-on but really wish I had a pound with me though
My watch is thirty thousand dollars, Dolce and Gabana
I done spent so much in Prada, I don't wanna know
I'm the reason that your bitch is smoking weed now
No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints
Seen the how-to video now he on point
And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one
If I ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none
Just put on one of me or Big Sean's CDs and roll me some
And there's only one, you know you know
Khalifa got, I stay high like Pluto

[Verse 5: Sean]
Okay, I'm going hard (I'm going hard), I'm going dumb (I'm going dumb)
I'm going in (I'm going in), 'til I'm going numb ('til I'm going numb)
I got a lot to say, I don't hold my tongue
I just hold money, don't hold me up
Rolling in more green than a hole in one
You got more than me? Then shit roll somethin'
See I be off of that tree, people tell me I shouldn't be
But early on, my mom taught me that everything green is good for me
I wake up to three girls, my role model is Hugh Hef
I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck
I don't dance, I two step, my weed loud, it suplex
I came up from that basement, man straight up out of that duplex
Bitch, if I ain't a G, I'm an OG
Two fingers on my joint, one to the policeeeee

[Hook 2]

All I Know lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

[Verse 1: Sean]
Could you tell me where to go? I need direction
Where are we now? Where's the intersection?
Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception
In this cold world, it's all about collection
So I, I stack paper and keep it ghetto
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world
I made a promise to the mirror
That I'd, never ever ever go broke
Riding through the city, I be riding through the city
All I know is bad bitches, I got Finally Famous with me though
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

[Hook:]
So I'm a drink and smoke and fuck and go go go
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
All I know, all I know -ow -ow
Ow -ow -ow [x8]

[Verse 2: Wi]
While I'm flying over Italy, flying over cities
Got my carry-on but really wish I had a pound with me though
My watch is thirty thousand dollars, Dolce and Gabana
I done spent so much in Prada, I don't wanna know
I'm the reason that your bitch is smoking weed now
No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints
Seen the how-to video now he on point
And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one
If I ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none
Just put on one of me or Big Sean's CDs and roll me some
And there's only one, you know you know
Khalifa got, I stay high like Pluto

[Verse 3: Sean]
Okay, I'm going hard (I'm going hard), I'm going dumb (I'm going dumb)
I'm going in (I'm going in), 'til I'm going numb ('til I'm going numb)
I got a lot to say, I don't hold my tongue
I just hold money, don't hold me up
Rolling in more green than a hole in one
You got more than me? Then shit roll somethin'
See I be off of that tree, people tell me I shouldn't be
But early on, my mom taught me that everything green is good for me
I wake up to three girls, my role model is Hugh Hef
I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck
I don't dance, I two step, my weed loud, it suplex
I came up from that basement, man straight up out of that duplex
Bitch, if I ain't a G, I'm an OG
Two fingers on my joint, one to the policeeeee

[Hook:]
So I'm a drink and smoke and fuck and go go go
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
Like it's all I know, all I know
All I know, all I know -ow -ow
Ow -ow -ow [x8]

100 Keys lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Rick Ross & Pusha T)

Ay, ay

[Chorus - Big Sean]
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

[Rick Ross]
I play the keys handle dope, Barry Manilow
The game a bitch, but at times she sweet as cantaloupe
Hit the road key of coke in the mantle fold
Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of scattered clothes
Japanese denim, down south numbers
Hit it once trust it would make a fat fiend stumble
Do the speed limit, all gold shoes
Call 'em penny loafers, they a pretty penny too
I'm tipping strippers but I call it penny pinchin'
She talking shit but I could get her titties lifted
My new crib got it's own city limit
Motherfucker got his own city in it
Blue marble on the floor
Wet as salt water
Ima boss, I'm just playing hoes (holes) like a golf course

(Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money)
[Big Sean]
Just a bittersweet symphony

[Chorus - Big Sean]
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

[Pusha T]
One hundred keys
One hundred please
My gazuntite could make a whole city sneeze
Walk the mud jungle where they grind it out the leaves
So they swarm to my honeycomb, hideout for the bees
You know what this sounds like
Money counter sound bytes
Machine gun fire
Name ringin' through like the town like
Church bells ringin'
Know what he was found like?
Colombian necktie over hospital gown white
She live on her knees
I live in a condo in the trees
The air's a little thinner that I breathe
Iron Man Audi, let the top strip tease
My life is slow motion but the watch screaming freeze
Yeah, young nigga gettin' money
The feds dragged neck, couldn't take nothin' from me
The decoy car is a crash test dummy
What follows is a hundred of 'em wrapped like a mummy

[Chorus - Big Sean]
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

[Big Sean]
Boi
And they gon' risk a hundred lives
So they could rock a hundred whites
The guests look like a hundred lights
Man when blade died my city cried a hundred nights
Yeah I got a main girl, but I done hit a hundred types
Every wrong I do, I'm steady tryna do a hundred rights
Got it for cheap, compare the price
My nigga keep that low key, Barry White
And don't worry 'bout the info
From where they ride Pintos, and could afford Enzo's
'Cause everybody know, keys open doors (keys-keys open doors)
But bricks open windows
Countin' a hundred hundreds, more by more
Built this from the tile up, floor by floor
Talk shit, I send 'em door by door
Made for the Snow White like 4x4's (truck)

[Chorus - Big Sean]
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

My House lyrics - Big Sean

Do it
Nigga fuck yo bitch nigga

Shit, whose house is this?
Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
They told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shit
Nigga, Whose house is this?
Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
But you don't know nothin' about that, shit

Yellin', whose house is this? Huh
Bitch, Do I even gotta ask now?
Who the fuck are you? Do you even got you a pass?
I don't know why you cuffin' yo girl, she ain't even got her no ass
Middle fingers to all of the nonbelievers
Not only did I beat the odds, I also got even
Took a spot up on the throne, I see myself see myself
Said it twice 'cause history repeats itself 'peats itself
Man I can't even lie, I be high I be high
Mother fuck drinkin' and drivin', I'd rather get high and fly
I'm out of here, like outer wear
We are not the same, you are not a player
My house is somewhere off in the woods, girls in my bed like I'm papa bear
They say hard work pays off, wrong it pays good as hell
You the man huh? Sorry I couldn't tell
Claimin' that they BIG, well I really can't lie
From the top they all look the same size

Shit, whose house is this?
Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
They told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shit
Nigga, Whose house is this?
Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
But you don't know nothin' about that, shit

I start my mornin' with the paper
Bitch I'm rich free press, hundreds on all the pages
And you can't slow me down, I'm sorry there's no delay
Me and my committee run the city, you just tryin' to join the relay
Leader of the new school, reportin' from the PA
These niggas call me cause but I don't know why, cause we can't relate
I got yo sister doin' thangs on camera I can't replay
But she's a waste of time, fuck I could've had a V8
I turn thousands to milli's, it's time to renovate the ceiling
I'm turning houses to buildings, hustle while you out here chilling
What's the wordy I'm certainly getting rich in a hurry
I swear I fuck 'til I'm tired, I'm getting high 'til it's blurry
I'm from the dirty glove, where hammers turn crews into jurys
They'll make you sit down, but as long as you with me ain't no worries
Man I'm puttin' on for my crew, never for these hoes
I'm puttin' on for my city, she puttin' on her clothes

Shit, whose house is this?
Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
They told me a nigga wouldn't amount to, shit
Nigga, Whose house is this?
Laughin' so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
But you don't know nothin' about that, shit

Celebrity lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Dwele)

[Hook]
I am in love with the lights, the love, the rights, the wrongs
They told me that it wouldn't be night for long!
The life, the love, the rights, the wrong
They told me that it wouldn't be night for long!

[Verse 1]
And I'm in love with the lights, the love
Celebrity hoes, Hollywood parties that never get old!
Table full of new hoes, champagne, Nuvo
My mind is on Venus, but my neck is on Pluto
I need a girl that look badder than my girlfriend
You know the ones that look badder than their girlfriends
Paparazzi try to pop Big since I'm in Cali
But I just hide my face doing a Errol Flynns
Hoody over my head, Jedi, Anakin
Looking like a BBC Louis V mannequin
She ain't got no man in him
She got no companion, she's Jennifer Aniston
I'm trying to hit her, and her friend!
And again, and again
Pass it to my mans and them
Fucking all the baddest bitches in cities we're landing in!

What happens when it all falls
And the success is all gone
And it's all gone?
But for now I'm a celebrity!
For now I'm a celebrity!

[Hook]
Cause I am in love with the lights, the love, the rights, the wrongs
They told me that it wouldn't be night for long!
The life, the love, the rights, the wrong
They told me that it wouldn't be night for long!

[Verse 2]
I'm in love with the money..
They say that it's the root of all evil
At least that's what the pastor tried to teach us
But he will pass around that collection plate
Till it's heavy way as soon as his speech through
Then hop in that Benz coupe
Shit, I'm trying to get Benz too!
But how is it the root of all evil?
If it could take my whole family out to Rio?
No more repo, a depo, just speed boats
Jewelry all gold call me C3PO
Smoke so much, I gotta see 3PO
Cause I'm worldwide tour with me and my nigga Zino
Most comfortable behind the mics like Tito
So I hate to lose my Mike like Tito

What happens when it all falls
And the success is all gone
And it's all gone?
But for now I'm a celebrity!
For now I'm a celebrity!

[Hook]
Cause I am in love with the lights, the love, the rights, the wrongs
They told me that it wouldn't be night for long!
The life, the love, the rights, the wrong
They told me that it wouldn't be night for long!

[Verse 3]
I do it for, everything in life for love and meaning
I hope they never try to tell me I'm leaving
Getting everything I want, then I've got my mom next
LA Reid signed checks right after the contract
I always have a crazy flow pockets was on radio
Active cause I guess I was active on a radio
Way back in high school, yeah nigga CT
Where I met my nigga Tone, Pat Piff, and CT
Came out of the slump nigga way before T3
Giving hoes the run around, we just call them track meet
It's funny now when I look back
Cause them times gave me the inspiration that the track needs

So Much More lyrics - Big Sean

Feeling like I got the cheat code to life
Jewelry looking like it got free throwed in ice
Debatin' with the reaper not to repo my life
Cause in my 23 years I done lived a couple lives
Like why? cause I stunt, bags of trees, like it's fall
The girls that was outta my league tryna play with my balls
I pay bills, I work hard
And when my momma cried a river, they never gave us a bridge
They gave us a bridge card, nigga
Ridin' low, puffin on loud
I came way too far to fuck it up now
Text from my mom said "me and your grandma proud"
I'm way too deep in the game to go sit back in the crowd
Teacher told me get a job, save up for a 401 (k)
Man I'd rather be young and shit, countin' $401k.
I'd rather die with a smile instead
I'm just multiplying the money and dividing the legs
B-I

(Been this way before)
(Dream of having so much more)

But I'm never dividing the bread
Bitch I bet I get the debit if I don't get the cred (I deserve)

Throwin' westside up like Pac, when they pop ya block up,
B-blocka, Big Poppa flock off, you holy, lil wodi, holy cannoli, chewbacca
I'm Balenciaga, Chanel, Hermes but I betchu that you won't find it
Rocking Louie and MCM
Guess I'm closed (clothes) minded
Obama suite, you one below, up in the Joe Biden
I'm in your city just chillin', where are your hoes hiding?
24k for the fit because it's 24 carats
And I can't lie, the price'll probably go up when I wear it
I'm just D-Town reppin'
And makin' all these niggas who second guessed it regret it
Regret it like half the hoes I smashed in the sheets
At least I realize now how much I loved Ashlee Marie
And when it's all said and done I'd probably give her my knee
Cause she put up with too many games not to have her a ring
Man she almost cried when she seen me on TV on BET
Just making it seem easy
Standing next to Common Sense and Yeezy
And the whole world seen me
Bitch I know you seen me

(Been this way before)
(Dream of finding so much more)

"Man, I wake up to a wet dream
Everyday's a Friday and every nights a sex scene
Every week is fashion week and every day I'm pressed clean
Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings
I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens
My life's prom night and guess who the Prom King
They having a kissing fight and I'm Don King
Everybody know I'm coming soon like LeBron's ring"

Tell me that wasn't verse of the year
Man that shit deserves a hearse and a tear
Swear to God I'm overlaid, all my girls get overfucked
All my deals be overpaid and all my joints get over stuffed
Finally Famous bitch, there ain't a fucking thing that's over us
So take that check out and owe it up
Man I turned impossible possible
And what these niggas can barely see in the optical
The same teacher who told me rap is what not to do
And said I'm throwin my life away if I drop outta school
Want me to come speak to the kids, the point I gotta prove
Is that I did everything that they told me not to do
After I went down the road, they told me not to cruise
They ain't know that was my road to success
Now my picture on the wall hanging to help the kids follow through
My dream girl is every night, my dream car is optional
My old school look like a T-Rex, I should feed her fossil fuels
Man, I turn my enemies to molecules
Little hoes
Without any preparation, I exceed these expectations
Man, they wanna see me dead, but I gave them dedication
I'm yellin' fuck em all, with a hundred exclamations
Cause I'm a be the man til my fucking expiration

B-I-G, I do it
This goes out to my muthafucking city
Detroit, Westside to be exact
Right over there on Northlawn...

[Outro]

Live This Life lyrics - Big Sean (feat. The-Dream)

[Hook: The Dream]
Oh shit I'm finally famous
And I'm rolling with the motherfuckin top down
How can you blame us?
I wanna break you off like right now

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Hell yeah nigga high right now
That's the reason I said "hi" right now
Come have the time of your life right now
All you gotta do is close your eyes right now
This shit classic, they ask "where your outfit from? "
Plead, The Saks Fifth, first class
Only culture games and practice
Oh you athletic? Shit, show me on the mattress
Cause it's already night time
And I feel like the right time
Twisting up my fingers
Like a young P-A-C, B-I-G but she just call me D-A-D
I do it

[Hook:]
Oh shit I'm finally famous
And I'm rolling with the motherfuckin top down
How can you blame us?
I wanna break you off like right now

And I'm a need that penthouse on top of the world
That Detroit player on top of the world
Detroit players on top of your girl
It's been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life...
Let's show em how to live this life
Show em how to live this life
Fancy things...
Flashing lights, it's been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life...

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Hell yeah, nigga gone right now
That's why we should get gone right now
I'm tryna to get you home right now
I bet I could turn you on right now
Really I can't call it
Stress turned me to a weed-head
And parties to an alcoholic
And money turned me to a workaholic
And money turned her to a twerkaholic
Yeah do it, do it, yeah do it with no hands
Do it like you do it when you do it with your man
I could pull up in a Honda Civic, pulling bitches
It ain't about the cars, bout the nigga that's up in it
Right here: and all I need is a minute
Start it up, guaranteed I'm a finish
In the nighttime, and I feel like the right time
So here go the drink you've been waiting all life for
Make sure the muthafucker ice cold
My jewelry game ice-cold, stone white albino
Cause you're burning up, your outfit is dyno
Let's give em a light show

[Bridge: The Dream]
I ain't Paul McCartney or John Lennon
I ain't buying Beetles, I'm buying Benzes
They mad at you mamacita
Cause them bitches look like Bobby Bonilla

[Hook:]
Oh shit I'm finally famous
And I'm rolling with the motherfuckin top down
How can you blame us?
I wanna break you off like right now

And I'm a need that penthouse on top of the world
That Detroit player on top of the world
Detroit players on top of your girl
It's been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life...
Let's show em how to live this life
Show em how to live this life
Fancy things...
Flashing lights, it's been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life...

Let's show em how to live this life
Show em how to live this life

Memories (Part II) lyrics - Big Sean (feat. John Legend)

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Sometimes I dream bigger than I live
Sometimes I think better when I'm lit
So goin and light it
Roll it up, ignite it
One time for all my niggas that dreamed it than real life'd it!
I swear I've been through everything in life but a coffin
They say the sky's the limit, how bitch? I'm moonwalking!
And my middle name Michael ho
Success is my idol and being broke is my rival
But it's cool because I got the title ho
See I just want my fantasies in real life
You got everything tell me what it feel like
Muthafuck the radio if I can't hear mine
They give the wrong people more airtime than airlines
Is you feeling me?
If not you feel my energy
See I know I'm a make it, but even if I don't
Don't feel bad cause honestly all the times that I had
Those will be the best memories

[Hook:]
Be the best memories
I hope that you remember me
These will be the best memories
Cause in the end all you really have is memories

[John Legend:]
Let's reminisce over the good times and the bad
Reflect on everything we missed
Cause you know we'll never get it back

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Are you willing to give up what you love, for who you love
Or lose your girlfirend to groupie love
Everywhere I go I get a group of hugs
That's what happens when they need connections and you the plug
How many trends you gotta set til you considered great
How many missed calls til you considered fake
How many dreams til it's considered fate
I'm eating in a World where I'm considered bait
A workaholic addicted to bills
People addicted to me cause they addicted to real
My best friend got addicted to pills
I can't look at him in his eyes, you don't know how that shit feels mentally!
I ain't trying to rock no shirts that say "in memory"
I'm praying that he make, wishing we could go back
Cause honestly all the times that we had
Those be the best memories...

[John Legend:]
Let's reminisce over the good times and the bad
Reflect on everything we missed
Cause you know we'll never get it back

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
Sometimes reality checks are too big to be cashed
Was mailed one when I heard Nique had died in that crash
Seemed like yesterday I just seen him smile and laugh
I'm stressing over little shit
When I should be happy I can
They say my music beating, cause I follow my heart
I always have faith, like who swallows the darts
And with my Mama looking at cribs that we can't purchase
Houses bigger than a palace
But she a queen, so she deserve it
So I'm focused, they try to throw me off track
But they just hurdles
I'm marathoning to the money and you just running off in a circle
Man, I'm huddled up with my team, in other words my inner circle
Fast forward a few years later
Now we the fucking winner's circle
Remember the first time I was rhyming for Kan'
Almost as nervous as the first time I rhymed for my mom
Sold out the theater downtown, she said it was perfect
But I already dreamed it
So it felt like I rehearsed it
Much as my grandma took care of me since I was birthed
Sad I used to steal Twenty Dollar bills right out her purses
No I ain't perfect, tryna make a gift out of a curse
Life out of a hearse
And if I die, of course I have the memories...

[John Legend:]
Let's reminisce over the good times and the bad
Reflect on everything we missed
Cause you know we'll never get it back

Get It (DT) lyrics - Big Sean (feat. Pharrell)

Yo! It's money time!
Yezzir...

[Hook: Pharrell]
I'm tryna stuff em until I can't fit no more
I'm talking Donald Trump level
I'm trying to get these dreams off the ground
All aboard for the shuttle
All the hoes, screaming "ho! "
That nigga go, go for the goal

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Okay, B-I, B-I, bitch I do it to death
If I come in with half, bet I leave with the rest
OK, you might be cool getting 50%
I'm like "fuck you doing? I need Diddy percent! "
Got a million on line 1 and
Another mil' dialing in, momma on line 4
Telling me how much not to spend
'Ye on line 3 telling me how we about to win
You on hold tryna get conferenced in
I just I just gotta have it, imagined and
Made it happen, I prayed about it and grabbed it
My life is a fucking movie, the baddest bitches
Get casted, I'm in a race with myself to see
Who could get it the fastest
HUH
Sipping on shit older than me
The warmer the weather, the colder the drink
The colder the weather, the warmer the mink
I'm living life like a found a fucking check
With no ink - I get it

[Hook: Pharrell]
I'm tryna stuff em until I can't fit no more
I'm talking Donald Trump level
I'm trying to get these dreams off the ground
All aboard for the shuttle
All the hoes! be Screaming "ho! "
That nigga go, go from the goal
Get it, get it, nigga we gonna get it
Get it, get it, nigga you gonna get it

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Whoa! The sky never seemed so low
Looking at a life you've never seen so close
I had a dream about a trillion in cash
It's time to make it happen!
I'm back to dreaming what you can't imagine
Talking cash, that you got to fake a accent
I've broke enough tree down that I could make a cabin
Look: I turn all my problems to ash
All my wants into haves and then divided by half
Pass it on to my man, write my will out then
Pass it on to my fam and finally become a man
I had a dream I was greatest of all time
Greatest of all Big's, and greatest of all Sean's
Sipping on shit older than me
The warmer the weather, the colder the drink
The colder the weather, the warmer the mink
I'm living life like a found a fucking check
With no ink - I get it

[Hook: Pharrell]

Dance (A$$) lyrics - Big Sean

[Hook:]
Ass [x22]
Stop... now make that motherfucker hammer time like...

Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

[Verse 1:]
Wobble-dy wobble-dy wa wobble wobble
I'm sta-stacking my paper my wallet look like a bible
I got girlies half naked that shit look like the grotto
How your waist anorexic and then your ass is colossal, like whoop
Drop that ass make it boomerang
Take my belt off bitch I'm Pootie Tang
Tippy tow tippy tay you gonna get a tip today
Fuck that you gonna get some dick today
I walk in with my crew and I'm breaking they necks
I'm looking all good I'm making her wet
They pay me respect they pay me in checks
And if she look good she pay me in sex, do it
Bounce that ass it's the roundest
You the best you deserve a crown bitch
Right on that,

[Hook:]
Ass [x22]
Stop... now make that motherfucker hammer time like...

Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

[Verse 2]
Stop! drop it drop it
You got everybody in here oh my gosh-ing
Bad bitches I'm your dada, white girls go gaga
When the stick is out they bust it open like yaya is a pinata
Bitch look down, tell me what's up
Girl you talk too much, shut up
I got that mad dick you know it always nut up
And it got a attitude no wonder why it's stuck up
Pop it then backflip, yo gymnastics got me ecstatic
Your whole crew look like a pageant I'm dropping cash tip and some taxes, woop
Girl you got me about to pass out
I'm wondering if cupid gave you ass shots
Because I'm in love with that,

[Hook:]
Ass [x22]
Stop... now make that motherfucker hammer time like...

Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

Woah, white girls, black girls, tall girls, fat girls
Shake that ass shake that ass, shake that ass
Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake that ass
Go, go

Short girls, smart girls, skinny girls, all girls
Shake that ass shake that ass, shake that ass
Shake that ass, shake that ass, shake that ass

And I want all of that,

[Hook:]
Ass [x22]
Stop... now make that motherfucker hammer time like...

Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

Go stupid!