Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Do It Big , by - Lil Boosie. Release date: 31.12.2002
Song language: English
Do It Big |
| Nigga do that shit |
| If you gon do that shit |
| Do it big then |
| If you gon’do it, shit |
| Do it big then (3rd time in chorus) |
| I copped a ol’school Cutlass |
| It was navy blue |
| Fuck them hub caps |
| I had to cop them 22's |
| Throwback 1952 |
| Like my nigga Boo |
| Some Baud’s (Girbaud's) too |
| Now what’s a fit without the shoes |
| Six hundred fifty dollar gear |
| Man I’m fitted up Fresh cut, all you niggaz hoes gettin fucked |
| Gas tank filled up Plus I’m grilled up A couple fire ass blunts and a full cup |
| Fuck a Expedition |
| Me, I wanna Benz truck |
| Skinny chick suck a dick |
| I want a thick somethin |
| Fuck five figures, man |
| I hustle hard for six somethin |
| Come noon or noon |
| Soon I’m a be rich somethin |
| What’s conversation |
| If a nigga can’t just hit somethin |
| Why fuck a clown |
| If you can fuck a nigga really thuggin |
| If you gon score and hustle, do it big then |
| You pull it out in public |
| Bust it, do it big then |
| If you gon flip yo buckets, shit |
| Do it big then |
| You know them rims look much better |
| When they keep spinnin |
| If you gon fuck that hoe |
| Then gon get some head then too |
| Then gon head fuck her friend too |
| If yo gon drink a motherfuckin Brew |
| Gon head drink a few |
| Gon head and hit that Gin too |
| You can’t afford to do it big |
| Shit, pretend to Southpole had them shirts |
| With the pants too |
| If you can’t get that dolja |
| Then grab that killa straight |
| If you can’t get that Henny |
| Then get some E&J |
| That Shell gas too high |
| Then go to Circle K Long as you doin’it big |
| Shit, you doin’great |
| Bitch you gon show yo ass |
| Then gon make it shake |
| If that’s a fuckin hater |
| Then gon make 'em hate |
| They holla why you do it big |
| Cause I only live once |
| So I gots to do it big |
| From my car size to my blunt |
| And I stunt |
| Cause I ain’t never had a quarter |
| Used to borrow from ballers |
| Now I’m that neighborhood staller |
| Do it big with his daughter |
| Tommy’d out, sometime she Polo |
| Sometime she wear them throwback dresses |
| She ain’t even four, though |
| And if you paralyzed don’t feel played |
| Do it big like no legs and jump a Escalade |
| You got a beat up Cutlass |
| You besta hit the corner |
| Crown 'em down, then the sound |
| Then you twenty one 'em |
| Daddy cluck and momma stressed |
| Ay man I gots to do it big |
| Been hungry for too long |
| Ay man I gots to pull a lick |
| Huh, you stack yo paper |
| You can do it big |
| You fuck with niggaz who major |
| Then you can do it big |
| You fuck with niggaz who wear gators |
| Then you can do it big |
| When we sign with a major label |
| We gon do it big, fa sho’gon do it big |
| If you steal cars |
| Get nothin but Emmitt Smiths |
| If you start them wars |
| You best keep choppers on yo hip |
| Yo, you pop that X You do it big until yo jaws lock |
| If you toot that powder |
| Get a half a zip don’t short stop |
| --tweezy |