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I'm Going Big Time

Master P, now that you have made it big time

What do you have to say to those

Who didn't think you can make it

Same shit I had to say last year, fuck 'em

I'm going big time, I got four girls in the safe

With 50 G's and four ki's I got a sure dope case

But I'll smolder the task, fedz was all on my ass

But I got away clean and kept the nine on the dash

Everyday the games get deeper, the week don't survive

You wanna play, you gotta hustle like a nine to five

Now I'm rolling, car stolen in the 92 Lexus

Driving in California and took a trip to Texas

Come up, you see it ain't about them games bro

It's all about my mil 'cause I gotta get paid doe

With the dope fiends condiving, suckers wanna try me

Got the wholesale and I'm strapped when I'm riding

Peepin' on the turf undercover police

They got me under surveillance trying to check my car lease

Constantly waiting for the P crimes to surface

One time on the creep but no time to get nervous

See my concerts are packed, people standing in line

Master P done crossed over, I'm going big time

I'm going big time

'Cause a brother like me, I gots to get mine

I'm going big time

'Cause a brother like me, I gots to get mine

I'm going big time

'Cause a brother like me, I gots to get mine

Damn task kicks down my door the got a warrant

Barber pulled me over but my registration's calling

And every time they try to get me, I'm legit, I'm never slipping

Got a female like a trust but the girl is always tripping

Wondering where I'm going I gots to what I gotta

I gots to get paid, girl, I'll see your ass tomorrow

Hurry to the crocks 'bout to pick up my paper

Call the girl up that was blowing up my pager

She wants me to come over and bend over like rubbering

I walk into the gate but I'm tripping off the Doberman

My pager is blowing up money calling gotta go

My boys are outta crack, I gotta key low in the record store

I'm back rolling and I'm living like a mack

A 92 Benz bought moms a new Cadillac

I got a mansion full of brothers and maids

I got a built in pools, security guards with a twelve guage

My pops is rolling large and we hella deep

We used to knock fool's to the concrete

Now we legit and they can't say shit

Chill bought a Lexus, candy painted and no gold kicks

Marvin's rollin' round in a BM

Gold teeth shining, fool you should see him

Daniel got a rag top better gold flakes

Police sweat him boy they gotta get away

C-Murder in a 10 it went a Jaguar

Hella beat and he's cruising like a movie star

Sonya C, she's got a poise and she's clockin'

Cellular phone and everybody be stopping

Police pull up they wanna know what's happening

But I don't sell dope all the sudden I'm just rapping

In other words you see me I bust dope rhymes

'Cause Master P done made it big time, big time

I'm going big time

'Cause a brother like me, I gots to get mine

I'm going big time

'Cause a brother like me, I gots to get mine

Untouchables in the house you know what I'm saying

Tell' em how we do 'em fool, we going big time

Yeah C-Murder is definitely and effect

Chilly Powdah in the house, Sonya C is in the house

Marvis Banks is in the house, Rock D's in the house

My boy King George in the house, Daniel Fry is in the house

And check this out this is definitely dedicated to my brother

You know what I'm saying, rest in peace Kevin Miller

That was a nigga that was big time

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