Webbie - Big lyrics

[Overlapping Chorus: x4] n***a do that sh** If you gon do that sh** [Chorus: x3] Do it big then If you gon' do it, sh** [3rd time in Chorus:] Do it big then [Verse 1:] I copped a ol' school Cutla** It was navy blue f** them hub caps I had to cop them 22's Throwback 1952 Like my n***a Boo Some Baud's(Girbaud's) too Now what's a fit without the shoes Six hundred fifty dollar gear Man I'm fitted up Fresh cut, all you n***as hoes gettin f**ed Gas tank filled up Plus I'm grilled up A couple fire a** blunts and a full cup f** a Expedition Me, I wanna Benz truck Skinny chick s** a dick I want a thick somethin f** five figures, man I hustle hard for six somethin Come noon or noon Soon I'm a be rich somethin What's conversation If a n***a can't just hit somethin Why f** a clown If you can f** a n***a really thuggin If you gon score and hustle, do it big then You pull it out in public Bust it, do it big then If you gon flip yo buckets, sh** Do it big then You know them rims look much better When they keep spinnin [Chorus] [Verse 2:] If you gon f** that hoe Then gon get some head then too Then gon head f** her friend too If yo gon drink a motherf**in Brew Gon head drink a few Gon head and hit that Gin too You can't afford to do it big sh**, pretend to Southpole had them shirts With the pants too If you can't get that dolja Then grab that k**a straight If you can't get that Henny Then get some E&J That Shell gas too high Then go to Circle K Long as you doin' it big sh**, you doin' great b**h you gon show yo a** Then gon make it shake If that's a f**in hater Then gon make 'em hate [Chorus] [Verse 3:] They holla why you do it big Cause I only live once So I gots to do it big From my car size to my blunt And I stunt Cause I ain't never had a quarter Used to borrow from ballers Now I'm that neighborhood staller Do it big with his daughter Tommy'd down, sometime she Polo Sometime she wear them throwback dresses She ain't even four, though And if you paralyzed don't feel played Do it big like no legs and jump a Escalade You got a beat up Cutla** You besta hit the corner Crown 'em down, then the sound Then you twenty one 'em Daddy cluck and momma stressed Ay man I gots to do it big Been hungry for too long Ay man I gots to pull a lick Huh, you stack yo paper You can do it big You f** with n***as who major Then you can do it big You f** with n***as who wear gators Then you can do it big When we sign with a major label We gon do it big, fa sho' gon do it big If you steal cars Get nothin but Emmitt Smiths If you start them wars You best keep choppers on yo hip Yo, you pop that X You do it big until yo jaws lock If you toot that powder Get a half a zip don't short stop -tweezy