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Big Boy Dialogue (feat. The-Dream)

Yo, boss talk, the game start to call, let the Porsche talk

Crib big as ac, yard like the board walk

Models in the master bedroom, get your cough on

Age lit, kush lit, I move and I push ish

I could sentence the war like George bush did

Lv heaters on, 20g footprints

Top 5, I could give a nod and the shot fly

I was in the drop top when I dropped by

You know it was a 2014, the work is right

But the money is all green

Big boy dialog, all the real music in the integrity

And salute, at my allFirst to the floor, ace in the glass

Been out all night, grabbing on

Bottom round getting it

My own girl mad, I'm way too rich to be acting like that

She an attitude, I used to love her

But now she mad at me cause I don't love her

Heat the court room like I'm fresh out the stove

Quiet like I'm on that blow

First down to the floor, yeah, yeah

First down to the floor

Me and my,

First down to the floorI got the perimeter covered, is what the thugs die for

But the women will love it

Hands on with the people I blend in with the public

Lyrically nobody equal, that's the end of the subject

That money still coming, the packs ain't slow up

They try to implicate me but the facts ain't show up

It's simple, all you gotta do is act

They know us, rocking that new ish before the racks even go up

They lost the attitude, came in through customs

Andy Warhol, don p's and mushrooms

Yeah, and if it's good, buy it all

Desert eagle firearm, big boy dialogueFirst to the floor, ace in the glass

Been out all night, grabbing on

Bottom round getting it

My own girl mad, I'm way too rich to be acting like that

She an attitude, I used to love her

But now she mad at me cause I don't love her

Heat the court room like I'm fresh out the stove

Quiet like I'm on that blow

First down to the floor, yeah, yeah

First down to the floor

Me and my

First down to the floorYo, my dialogue is domiere

Red bottoms and mommies that wear cartiers

Racks in the club if I party there

Bricks from enrique's little brother named Javier

Italian whips, laced with Versace seats

Got more ice than a hockey need

Yeah, we could do this shit properly

We could buy a block, learned that from monopoly

Your girl getting top from a girl while she toppin me

Top 5 dead or alive, no stopping me

Big boy dialogue, look what you never find a fly

Down in front on you

Get fire like the fire come, boyFirst to the floor, ace in the glass

Been out all night, grabbing on

Bottom round getting it

My own girl mad, I'm way too rich to be acting like that

She an attitude, I used to love her

But now she mad at me cause I don't love her

Heat the court room like I'm fresh out the stove

Quiet like I'm on that blow

First down to the floor, yeah, yeah

First down to the floor

Me and my

First down to the floor

Songwriters

JASON PHILLIPS, DARIUS JOSEPH BARNES, TERIUS NASHPublished by

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