Ultra (US) - Big Time lyrics

(K) Yeah.. P-I-RE-X (T) Yeahh, hahahaha (K) Kool Keith (T) It's a brand new year, and we finally made it (K) Tim Dog (T) We finally made it boys, to the big time (K) Yeah (T) The big time.. (T) We're checkin all our hizzes, and handlin all our business (K) Handle that (T) Hey yo, pour me some more of that champagne (Intro: Tim Dog) Big time, laced down, diamonds on my wrist Sippin Dom P in the limousine Big time, stay crisp, always gettin chips Makin mad moves with the gangsta lean (Tim Dog) Get money, get money, how we live every day All work, no play, it's an everyday thing, hey Get the chips aight? No need to flip Last brother tried to trip got licked with the clip Rappers runnin up to me sayin, "Yo, keep it real, represent" Then I say, "Let me see you pay my rent" Yo I gotta get those dead presidents Cause rappers in the game ain't makin no sense You couldn't bust a dollar out of fifteen cents And now you tryin to front on my j**els and my mint, motherf.. You make me wanna hurt somethin Word to God, I'ma beat you like you stole somethin But I'ma chill and flex and cash checks and shine my Rolex and drink wine; cause baby it's time to make the big time (Chorus: Tim Dog) Big time, laced down, diamonds on my wrist Sippin Dom P in the limousine Big time, stay crisp, always makin chips Makin big moves with the gangsta lean (Kool Keith) You know they small time Tim yo, I blew they cover I'm bigger than that, I bought them minks for they mother Willie Bigs ma**age parlors built in every city You play games on four-track, your steelo can't MIDI Your whole entourage is duplicatin "Poppa Large" With three trailers, Mercedes