Do It Big

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
 Twisted off the yak
 'Fro hanging out the hat like
 All my bitches 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 Sax Fifth
 Ain't trippin just threw forty in the mattress
 Girl you playing like a bitch she's an actress
 Turn your hood up, have her dryer than a cactus
 P-Lo hit you with a banger
 Grab nigga that got bitches like a singer
 Just took a shoot and I got some more in the chamber
 Your bitch in my car and let her cum on my finger
 She can get nasty bitch I'm on
 I ain't looking for a classy bitch
 I need a hoe that's worth to fuck some
 Baby mama keep calling, she don't want nothing, but
 Deal with me later, I'm busy
 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
 I do it big like a big nigga should
 A big nigga skinny bitches like, uhh
 I smell like a rat, a grand
 To big bitches I'm a rat, a lamb
 Turned up, in this cause bum up
 Pimp like a purm up
 BAD all is earned up
 My niggas learn up
 I keep her cumming like tactics
 The bitch ain't never printed
 Taught my sperm to do backflips
 I do it big, Jimmy Neutron head
 I'm getting crouton 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 shit
 The game can't quit
 If I ain't on your song that thing ain't it
 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
 Bitch give me cash for Christmas
 That's merry dollar in it bitch
 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 bitch like car insurance
 Your baby mama caught a nigga she want reinsurance
 She want me into it cause I'm a get into it
 I'm not the only one she let my nigga still influence
 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
 Razor, 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
 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