Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cuz I'm On, artist - Big Sean.
Date of issue: 04.03.2012
Song language: English
Cuz I'm On |
Yes, Nip |
Montana |
Wiz |
Uh |
Roll up a blunt |
I got what you need |
Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah |
Roll up the weed |
Everything’s on the house fuckin' with me |
And the money call, nigga I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m from the streets |
Bitches fuck and leave, haah |
And, nigga, I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m on it |
Got the proposition with no pot to piss in |
We the hardest out, it ain’t no competition |
And I be’s the jungle fever |
Get the hard chiba, lower than a dark caesar |
Unbeatable, unbelievable and the drug dealers love me |
Told me I ain’t need the blow |
Here’s a half a brick, nigga, you don’t need to show |
But I took it easy like I don’t see the toll |
Jewelry 3 below, niggas get pita rolled |
Tunnel vision on that money, I don’t see a hoe |
I’m 'bout the chops, that shottie spark, blew off a body part |
Hoe |
Roll up a blunt |
I got what you need |
Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah |
Roll up the weed |
Everything’s on the house fuckin' with me |
And the money call, nigga I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m from the streets |
Bitches fuck and leave, haah |
And, nigga, I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m on it |
Yeah, uh |
First nigga to put it down, rep the city the way I do it |
Got these niggas rollin' they drugs, bitches with they hand out |
But we don’t feed nothin' but champagne and zigzag stuffers |
Takin' pictures with my campaign stuntin' |
Nigga, I ain’t showin off, them niggas tuck they wings |
I’m the flyest in my course |
High as fuck at the game, sittin' courtside with my bad bitch and she roll up |
too |
Just a couple names you should fear |
Nowhere near tired but had a good year |
If bitches still choosin' niggas hatin' on me |
If you ain’t talkin' paper, that’s another story |
Roll up a blunt |
I got what you need |
Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah |
Roll up the weed |
Everything’s on the house fuckin' with me |
And the money call, nigga I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m from the streets |
Bitches fuck and leave, haah |
And, nigga, I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m on it |
Yuh, Hussle, listen |
Look |
See I’m the type of nigga they know not to push |
Plus I got them type of choppers leave Osama shook |
Real crook, you would think I’m was some type of Bush |
Those bitches open their legs so I octopus |
It’s all money in, but that’s just common sense |
I wish that y’all could see these checks I be depositin' |
We drives in, bitches rides in |
Bitch times ten like fuck who I offend |
We just do us, you just copy them |
Two X’s, one L, we the top ten |
And I ain’t never been too big about what the critics say |
Unless the critics say that type of shit that get me baked |
Hussle |
Roll up a blunt |
I got what you need |
Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah |
Roll up the weed |
Everything’s on the house fuckin' with me |
And the money call, nigga I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m from the streets |
Bitches fuck and leave, haah |
And, nigga, I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m on it |
I just, I just, I just want the money and the power (I Do) |
And I get 'em both ten thousand miles an hour (I Do) |
That’s why your girl would leave with me but you will not allow her |
Fuck your lil' section, bitch, I want the entire |
My nigga Wiz roll up like we cripple, respect |
Man, I bet syou call big when I’m little (Haha) |
And she gone' call me big when she wiggle |
Me and two hoes and I’m just chillin' in the middle (Like waddup though?) |
Bitch, your whole life is fictional |
Your bitch want to play doctor on my dick, she want my physical |
Smokin' medical marijuana, my shit’s medicinal |
I love it, love it, love it |
Bitch, I love it unconditional (Boy) |
Roll up a blunt |
I got what you need |
Bitches they love it, bitches they love it, haah |
Roll up the weed |
Everything’s on the house fuckin' with me |
And the money call, nigga I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m from the streets |
Bitches fuck and leave, haah |
And, nigga, I’m on it |
Nigga, I’m on it |
Haah |