james fauntleroy big sean
what of the dollar you murdered for
is that the one fighting for your soul
or your brother’s the one that you’re running from
but if you got money fuck it cause i want some
big
who fuckin’ with me
oh god
woah
big sean
okay ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique
clique clique clique clique
ain’t nobody fresher than my muhfuckin’ clique
clique clique clique clique
as i look around they don’t do it like my clique
clique clique clique clique
and all these bad bitches man they want the
they want the they want the big oh god
go
big sean
i tell a bad bitch do whatever i say yup
my block behind me like i’m coming out the driveway swerve
it’s grind day from friday to next friday woah
i been up straight for nine days i need a spa day spa day
yup she try and gimme that poontang
i might let my crew bang my crew deeper than wutang woah
i’m rollin’ with ha fuck i’m saying girl you know my crew name
you know chainz skrrt i’m pullin’ up in that bruce wayne
but i’m the fuckin’ villain man they kneelin’ when i’m walking in the buildin’
freaky women i be feelin’ from the bank accounts i’m fillin’
what a feelin’ ah man they gotta be
young player from the d that’s killing everything that he see for the dough
big sean
okay ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique
clique clique clique clique
ain’t nobody fresher than my ma’fuckin’ clique
clique clique clique clique
as i look around they don’t do it like my clique
clique clique clique clique
and all these bad bitches man they want the
they want the they want the
go
jay z
click clack stick ’em up
yeah i’m talkin’ ye clique yeah i’m talkin’ rih clique
yeah i’m talkin’ b clique nigga i’m talkin’ me
yeah i’m talkin’ bossy i ain’t talkin’ kelis
your money too short you can’t be talkin’ to me
yeah i’m talkin’ lebron we ball in our family tree
good music drugdealing cousin ain’t nothin’ fuckin’ with we
me turn that sixtytwo to onetwentyfive onetwentyfive to a twofifty
twofifty to a half a man ain’t nothin’ nobody can do with me
now who with me vámonos call me hov or jefe
translation i’m the shit ‘least that what my neck say
‘least that what my check say lost my homie for a decade
nigga down for like twelve years ain’t hug his son since the second grade
uh he never toldwho he gon’ tell
we top of the totem pole
it’s the dream team meets the supreme team
and all our eyes green it only means one thing you ain’t fuckin’ with the clique
big sean
okay ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique
clique clique clique clique
ain’t nobody fresher than my ma’fuckin’ clique
clique clique clique clique
as i look around they don’t do it like my clique
clique clique clique clique
and all these bad bitches man they want the
they want the they want the
kanye west
break records at louis ate breakfast at gucci
my girl a superstar all from a home movie
bow on our arrival the unamerican idols
what niggas did in paris got ’em hangin’ off the eiffel
yeah i’m talkin’ business we talkin’ cia
i’m talkin’ george tenet i seen him the other day
he asked me about my maybach think he had the same
except mine tinted and his might have been rented
you know white people get money don’t spend it
or maybe they get money buy a business
i rather buy eighty gold chains and go ign’ant
i know spike lee gon’ kill me but let me finish
blame it on the pigment we livin’ no limits
them gold master p ceilings was just a figment
of our imagination mtv cribs
now i’m lookin’ at a crib right next to where tc lives
that’s tom cruise whatever she accuse
he wasn’t really drunk he just had a frew brews
pass the refreshments a cool cool beverage
everything i do need a news crew’s presence
speedboat swerve homie watch out for the waves
i’m way too black to burn from sunrays
so i just meditate at the home in pompeii
about how i could build a new rome in one day
every time i’m in vegas they screamin’ like he’s elvis
but i just wanna design hotels and nail it
shit is real got me feelin’ israelian
like bar refaeli or giseleno that’s brazilian
went through deep depression when my mama passed
suicide what kinda talk is that
but i been talkin’ to god for so long
that if you look at my life i guess he talkin’ back
fuckin’ with my clique
big sean
ain’t nobody fresher than my ma’fuckin’ clique
as i look around they don’t do it like my clique
and all these bad bitches man they want the
they want the they want the
go
produced by kanye west hitboy anthony kilhoffer and noah goldstein
Artist: Kanye West Jay Z Big Sean
Year: 2012
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 511