Real Big lyrics

by

Ace Hood


[Verse 1]
n*ggas ain’t sh*t, hoes ain’t either
We just tryna f*ck it while you steady tryna keep her
Spot that ass like a cheetah, Kray you know I see you
Speak into my mic and you’ll be added as a feature
So you say your name’s Tamica, black and Puerta Rica
It’s really nice to meet you, ass fatter than Serena
I should serve you West Sepina, deliver you the p*nis
It’s mister do it bigger than them n*ggas with a Visa
Call her beamer ballerina, it’s tipping through the city
Got hundreds and them 50s ever pocket of them Vickeys
Bout my bread like I’m Jiffy, V S O P Remy
b*tch I do it bigger than an 18 wheeler semi
That’s that Broward County in me
Hottest n*gga simply
All these diamonds on me it done got a n*gga trembling
b*tch I do it real big, diamonds real big
I show you how to do it, pay me close attention

[Hook]
Ok my plane just landed
Still on that fly sh*t
Every dollar made, got to save for that high stitch
Ask me what I’m on and I tell em get rich
Nothing for them b*tches they get only this di*k
Now how we do it (real big)
Now how we do it (real big)
How we roll (real big)
b*tch I do it real big
[Verse 2]
Ok now big is how I got to do
Riding on them double deuce
Pistol on my lap, you run up on me get your inner view
b*tches they so gullible, you see what the seven do
I just lost the top like earning beads at a festival
Back up in it, what it do
I am so ahead of you
Oh I mean ahead of y’all, fly n*gga protocol
Flying in that double R, cooling with that other broad
Kick her to the curb I hear she going through her peri-yard
Man I can’t stand it, flyest on my campus
See a n*gga swag all in like the Hamptons
Talk about the money and how I can go expand it
Understand it, million dollar standards
No tool box, but rolling with the hammer
Straight bars, ain’t talking bout the slammer
n*gga sleep, poke your ass, I’m your pajamas
I’m a star, b*tch go and get your camera

[Hook]
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