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PROBLEM & IAMSU! FT. BAD LUCC & SAGE THE GEMINI lyrics : "Do It Big"

(Hook)
Look like, walk like ,smell like cash
You a freak I can tell that fast

Whatever it is I sell that fast
Ye know I'm all about that math
Whatever it is I do it big

Whatever it is I do it big
(Verse 1)
Trust it at the afro

Hanging at the hair like
All my (*##$es bad serving dick till they act right
Need a scratch like a cat fight

Flowing out blow burner keep my pack right
These guns and more chicken in the sex fifth
Paying trip just to forty in the matress

Girl you playing like a (*##$ she's an actress
Tear your hood up have you dry it on the cactus
He low hit you with a banger

Grab ^!$$% that got (*##$es like a singer
Just took a shoot and I got some more in the chamber
Your (*##$ in my car and let her### on my finger

She can get nasty (*##$ I'm on
I ain't looking for a classy (*##$
I need holders worth to $#&@ something

Baby mama keep calling she don't want nothing
Doing me later
(Hook)

Look like, walk like ,smell like cash
You a freak I can tell that fast
Whatever it is I sell that fast

Ye know I'm all about that math
Whatever it is I do it big
Whatever it is I do it big

(Verse 2)
I do it big like a big ^!$$% should
A big ^!$$% skinny (*##$es like , uhh

I smell like a rat, a grand
To big (*##$es I'm a rat , a lamb
Turned up, in this cuz bum up

Pimp like a purm up
BAD all is earned up
My ^!$$%s learn up

I keep her###ming like tactics
The (*##$ ain't never printed
Tell my sperm to do backflip

(Verse 3)
I do it big, Jimmy Neutron head
I'm getting cool time bread

I hit it she get the bull like
Way ahead leg, that's the pun
Your baby daddy a little fruit that's a runt

I'm always on the cash man I'm always on the hunt
Ye I'm getting paper still fire up a blunt
Still riding through the hood like I ain't %#@!

The game can't quit,
If I ain't on your song that thing ain't it
(Hook)

Look like, walk like ,smell like cash
You a freak I can tell that fast
Whatever it is I sell that fast

Ye know I'm all about that math
Whatever it is I do it big
Whatever it is I do it big

(Verse 4)
I bibs and I cash for Christmas
That's merry dollar in it (*##$

Wetter than whatever makes your fairy flow drail
Whole Tom Cruise, like Terry Jones
Thomas will bring the sex 'cause we carry all

Sell a (*##$ like car insurance
Your baby mama caught a ^!$$% she want reinsurance
She want me into it 'cause I'ma get into it

I'm not the only one she let my ^!$$% still influence
(Verse 5)
Back up on it about to mack on it

And I keep game for cheap I keep my shack on it
This baby sure I spend a rack on it
Sweat it out in Vegas
Treat a hater like typos I get 'em edited out the paper
Raise a sharp flavor might give you a buck fifty

Put the pressure on and get 'em fried up crispy
Heartbreak game make the girls go stupid
Stay on the hussle I'm up early on the brewsky
(Hook)
Look like, walk like ,smell like cash

You a freak I can tell that fast
Whatever it is I sell that fast
Ye know I'm all about that math
Whatever it is I do it big
Whatever it is I do it big


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