Puff Daddy & Rick Ross & French Montana - Big Homie - text písně

You could go to any hood, bet they know me
Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie

I'm winnin' for the new bitch, she was stunting
That pussy got a paper tag and it's a hundred
My bellman call me Sir Combs, I'm Richard Drummond
My Rolls Royce spray cologne, the fragrance money
It's Bad Boy Records, bitch, you know I run it
Ciroc Amaretto coming, them bitches love it
I show up with my jewelry on and never doubt it
You show up with your jewelry on
And leave without it

You could go to any hood, bet they know me
Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie

Diddy go to any hood, big Rollie
Top down on any block, niggas know me
The only one that's topping Forbes
I'm gettin' lonely
See us out here racing yachts like
"Fuck the police"
Bugatti swerving lane to lane, we getting money
Once promoter say my name, fly bitches coming
These ratchet bitches love a nigga
So cough your chick in
More 80's than the 80's, nigga
I'm money mention
I'm money mention

You could go to any hood, bet they know me
Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie

My bitches get the Christians
Nigga, and Giuseppe
My bitches get the Berkin, nigga
They hold the weapons
My bitches get the Range Rovers
That's for affection
My bitches get the realest nigga
She's my reflection
I make my bitches traffic dope
That's my profession
She swallow dope and looking pregnant
Time for c-section
Thank God your pockets where I'm from
Here block, they bless us
50 mill a meter drum, go get them stretchers
Get them stretchers

You could go to any hood, bet they know me
Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie
Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie
Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
Big homie, big homie, big homie
Big homie, big homie
I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
Big homie

Přidal: semir11 dne 21. 04. 2014 v 08:15.
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