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Big Time Lyrics - The Ball Street Journal - E-40

If I got rich one day, I won the lotto 

I'll be up in the club, drunk, poppin' bottles 

I'mma live it up like it ain't no tomorrow 

Big time, big time, big time, big time 

 

But I got to get it my way, I know it ain't pretty 

Well, I'll be doing my thang till them boys come and get me 

I'll be doing my thang till I run my whole city 

Big time, big time, big time, big time 

 

I get to it, I hustle, I get it in, trying to win like Steve Wynn 

Money long like Jay Leno chin, I didn't put nothing in my government 

I paid my bills in money orders when I was in the trap hella heavy 

When I used to quarterback that yolla 

 

Perm down to my shoulders trying to get it while it's good 

Til the po po's headquarters up a hub station in our hood 

A lot of these rappers don't even sound like they believable 

But you can ask your daddy and uncle about E-feazible 

 

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They'll say he the gospel, he a for real fisher 

He used to cop from me, now I cop from that nigga 

Had to share the same bath water with my brother 

Used to argue, fuss and fight over pillows and covers 

 

The low man at the bottom of the totem pole 

Used to go the Salvation Army for school clothes 

Now I'm a whaler, tycoon bro, everyday is Christmas 

Record company, real estate, food and beverage dealers 

 

If I got rich one day, I won the lotto 

I'll be up in the club, drunk, poppin' bottles 

I'mma live it up like it ain't no tomorrow 

Big time, big time, big time, big time 

 

But I got to get it my way, I know it ain't pretty 

Well, I'll be doing my thang till them boys come and get me 

I'll be doing my thang till I run my whole city 

Big time, big time, big time, big time 

 

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Pimpin' is ugly out here, it's gross 

Best friend will try to sneak if you let him get too close 

The body will fall if you kill the head 

What else? 

Lovers turn quick, they forget who buttered their bread 

 

What was you tellin' them? 

I was just tellin' one my dudes 

They threw the old rules out the window 

Created they own new set of rules 

 

When the shit in the air 

Be a man, you can't be scared 

But you can't be 

Try to nip it at the bud before it get too outta hand 

Before what? 

I got some real ones in the pen 

 

That I visit 'cause they my folks 

Up in there programming 

What they making? 

Making diamonds outta soap 

Just got my car up out the shop 

What you got in it? 

 

Retarded knock 

Use the loot that I won at a crap game 

And painted it butterscotch 

You can hear me throbbing up the block from miles away 

 

My neighbor loose it 

Po-po's pull me over at least 3 times a day for my music 

My over head $60, 000 a month total 

What else? 

Conducting business on my sidekick T-mobile 

 

If I got rich one day, I won the lotto 

I'll be up in the club, drunk, poppin' bottles 

I'mma live it up like it ain't no tomorrow 

Big time, big time, big time, big time 

 

But I got to get it my way, I know it ain't pretty 

Well, I'll be doing my thang till them boys come and get me 

I'll be doing my thang till I run my whole city 

Big time, big time, big time, big time 

 

Niggas on the money on a first name basis 

And I ain't ate all day, I want my birthday cake 

So if it ain't about the money, you can get it out my face 

If it ain't about money you can walk the other way 

 

'Cause I always been about my dough 

When they see you doing good, they want to catch you slipping 

'Cause them boys going to look out you know 

That ain't gone ever stop me, now don't you worry about me 

 

If I got rich one day, I won the lotto 

I'll be up in the club, drunk, poppin' bottles 

I'mma live it up like it ain't no tomorrow 

Big time, big time, big time, big time 

 

But I got to get it my way, I know it ain't pretty 

Well, I'll be doing my thang till them boys come and get me 

I'll be doing my thang till I run my whole city 

Big time, big time, big time, big time 

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