DORROUGH - Get Big (Remix) lyrics

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<span class="feat">(feat. DJ Drama, Diddy, Yo Gotti, Bun B, Diamond, Shawty Lo, Wiz Khalifa, Maino)</span>

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<i>[Diddy]</i>

This is the remix

<i>[DJ Drama]</i>

Hey Dorrough, you know you started something with this Get Big shit right

Got the whole world on it now huh?

Catch up suckas!

<i>[Dorrough]</i>

Hey

First thing first

I hit the scene solo

I rep the triple d

Dirk Nowitzki Tony Romo

I can’t be touched oh no

I’m flashy like a photo

My car paint like

The AT&T logo

Do it white paint

On a Mazarati fo’ do’

My outer wear is Gucci

But my underwear is polo

You say you getting’ money

But you baby mama say

You got a dollar in yo pocket

Say my nigga youse a hobo

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You ain’t got enough money <i>[x2]</i>

Get big <i>[x4]</i>

<i>[Diddy (talking in background of chorus)]</i>

This that Dirty Money crew

Yeah

Hey yo Dorrough

It’s ys boy Diddy

It’s big nigga talk right here motherfucker

C’mon check this out

GO!

<i>[Diddy]</i>

Who the fuck talkin’ money

Ha ha ha funny

I got so much money

My money count money

My nickname is Billy

I’m a motherfucking star

My penthouse so high

That my address is Mars

Auto oil rig

Now my bank counts Arabian

Yacht so big

You coulda sworn I brought the navy in

This is my throne

The top, I’m alone

If you ain’t close to a billion

Take yo broke ass home

Motherfucker

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<i>[Diddy (talking in background)]</i>

Take yo broke as home man

This is big money talk right here

This is the remix

I see you Dorrough

C’mon

C’mon let’s talk that shit niggas let’s go

<i>[Yo Gotti]</i>

I spit dope boy knowledge

Bird in my pocket

There’s too many hundreds

They can’t fit in the wallet

Rubber band up

All white down

Three hundred twenties

For the whole pound

Big block gators

Fresh pair of Marcs

599

Brand new Ferrari

Remix

Yeah nigga get it

Million dollar nigga

Money be my best friend

Yo Gotti!

<i>[Bun B]</i>

I got my city on my back

My diamonds on my front

Conjure up in my cup

Grand daddy in my blunt

Did it 2000 and whatever

The year is after this is

Cadillac shoes

And the jazzy yellow misses

Wanna blow me kisses

Right around the zipper

Down and drop it to the flo’

And I ain’t even gotta tip her

R.I.P. to Jack Tripper

Two up in the crib

They say they wanna have my babies

Then they better get a bib

Here they come

<i>[Diamond]</i>

I came in as a rookie

With my pockets on fat

Got a million dollar pussy

Bitch my cat got stacks

Uhh

N-n-n-now that a boss bitch move

If you go against the boss

But the boss never loses

Got a house on the water

So I can feed the gators

Rasberry Porsche

32 flavors

My bread so swoll

I can’t fit it in my wallet

My pockets on big

Christopher Wallace

<i>[Shawty Lo]</i>

Do it shawty

Let me say

Shawty Lo

Do it B.I.G.

I like a lot of hoes

And I love the freaks

But if I had to choose

M.O.E.

You ain’t got enough

Paper

Middle finger to a

Hater

You remember me

Big Uf

Purp in mine

What’s in yo cup?

<i>[Chorus]</i>

<i>[Wiz Khalifa]</i>

I post up

Time to roll up

Give the hoes what they need

Give the people what they want

Uhh

I don’t fuck with no blunts

You know how it go homie

No zig zag no drig drag

Wizzle man

Rollin’ out the big bag

With a bad bitch

Light brown skin thick ass

Never slow

I get mine quick fast

Getting’ money

In this bitch ass

<i>[Maino]</i>

Standin’ on the couch in club

Wit a pocket full of c-notes

Niggas can’t tell me

I ain’t bigger then Nino

Hop up in the Coupe

Give it gas I’m floatin’

Money getting’ big

Like the arms on Hulk Hogan

Stacks on top of stacks

Baby this is iHop

I be runnin’ down on sacks

Auto I shop

Everything is big

Big chain keep a big chrome

Big house big truck

Big body red bone

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<i>[DJ Drama]</i>

You didn’t know he was gonna bring it that big huh?

Get used to it!

Hahahahaha

And like that

We gone!

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<i>[Thanks to imdevennnn for these lyrics]</i>