Tyga, Busta Rhymes and YG - Big One

I got all this money
What you gon' do?
If I throw these ones?
What you gon' do?
If I grab that ass, baby, what you gon' do?
Hmm, oh, yeah?
Look

Whole lot of body, a hotty, she shake it low
Whole lot of strippin' and tippin', she makin' dough
Whole lot of ones to count, she left at four
Whole lot of niggas to choose, she took they soul
Her and her friends specialize in sippin' Hen'
She ain't no basic bitch, she in a Benz
She ain't no basic bitch, her friend's a ten
Damn, the whole crew bad, let's get it in
Leave the club, hurry up, take 'em to the spot
You can bring whoever you want, just not no opp
Lit as fuck, bitch, I'm booted from the block
To the police, I call the bitches, not the shots
This bitch droppin' and droppin' it to the floor
We throwin' ones, she clean it up, do yo' chores
Bought the whole bar out, did it for the hoes
You show you can drive home, bitch, I'm for sure

Yeah, I did my big one
Yeah, my big one
Yeah, I did my big one
Last night, I did my big one
Yeah, my big one
I did my big one
Yeah, my big one
Last night, I did my big one (uh-oh)

Whole lot of talk, how we shinin', y'all need to shut up (shut up)
Whole lot of shit goin' on when my niggas pull up (skrrt)
You could never do what we do, I'm wishin' you could, though (wishin')
Bitches see me and start salutin' soon as they stood up (yup)
Yeah, lot of checks around me, let's start it
Diggin' in her stomach 'til shawty couldn't take it and farted
I tried to poke her still, tried to totally disregard it
And then I spotted better bitches while zoomin' in on my target
I left the other shawty open, she leakin' all on my carpet (whoa)
Got a bitch that love to drive the whip 'til I tell her to park it
Make her flip and get to twerkin' quick when I corner the market
With a stable full of bad chicks
Could had ordered the profit of when the money up
YG, you know we got one
Big gun cocked, let it pop, we never stop, son
Bombin' on they head (they confused)
Look at the drop from
We fuckin' up the club, it's how we do
Until the spot's done (spot's done)

Yeah, I did my big one
Yeah, my big one
Yeah, I did my big one
Last night, I did my big one
Yeah, my big one
I did my big one
Yeah, my big one
Last night, I did my big one (uh-oh)

Uh, whole lot of money, moment of clarity here (here)
Whole lot of clarity, VVS my ear (ear)
Way I dress up, GQ Man of the Year (I deserve)
Will I be this nigga? Same nigga next year? (For sure)
Gotta push the whip, gas, break, then I skrrt (skrrt)
This bitch gettin' on my motherfuckin' nerves (nerves)
Told that bitch I'm single, but I still can be hers (I will)
Like Keak Da Sneak, that's my word (that's my word)
Uh, blowin' like C4, need more, strip, whore
Sweet ones on the floor, clean it like your chores
Raw to my core, move forward, bitch, I'm gettin' bored
Niggas think they wavy, I'm a motherfuckin' sea shore (splash)
Niggas always wanna pop up when a spot hot
If you see me in the club with a bitch, you got no shot (nope)
Man, I don't even mean to brag, but I got a lot
Last night, told a bitch, "Come through," then I forgot (hahaha)

Yeah, I did my big one (I did a big one)
Yeah, my big one (ha)
Yeah, I did my big one
Last night, I did my big one
Yeah, my big one
I did my big one
Yeah, my big one
Last night, I did my big one (uh-oh)

Written by:
Michael Stevenson, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Trevor` Smith Jr.

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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