Cassidy – Big Things Poppin’ Lyrics
Artist: Cassidy
Song: Big Things Poppin’
Yes!
Yeah…
Yes!
We say we’re back!
We’re back baby!
Y’all n#gg#s have fallen back and tucked, baby
Hahaha…
Showtime!
Swizzy!
Hey yo Fab, we got the crazy out right now man
I got big things poppin and lil things stoppin
You can go up in my crib and go mall shoppin
My closet like Louis, My wifes sh#t like Fendi
C’mon everybody get money if ya with me
I say, Big Things Poppin and Lil sh#t stoppin
Ya look in my garage you could go car shoppin
The Bentleys droppin, the Phantom blades choppin
I pull up on them b#tches all they gotta do is hop in
I got the city poppin, I’m tellin pretty hop in
They shot me in the leg I came back Diddy walkin
That hater talkin low I can’t hear the sh#t he poppin
I missed him when he came, I was 550 shoppin
Mercedes call me up when that 550 drop in
And Gucci call me up, I be 550 droppin
But thas just all my secrets, I call them the leakas
They ain’t droppin yet n#gg# come back in a week or
Whenever they droppin, you can do your toppin
But I’m in a rush waitin ain’t even an option
Loso got now, I don’t care who got next
Fouled out the game n#gg#s musta got techs
I got big things poppin and lil things stoppin
You can go up in my crib and go mall shoppin
My closet like Louis, My wife’s sh#t like Fendi
C’mon erybody get money if ya wit me
I say, Big Things Poppin and Lil sh#t stoppin
Ya Look in my garage you could go car shoppin
The Bentleys droppin, the Phantom blades choppin
I pull up on them b#tches all they gotta do is hop in
I got big things popping and little things stopping
I landed in the hood and the m#th*rf#ck*r chopping
I got off that elevator and fiends started copping
The chick said “Swizzy swizzy when your album’s dropping?”
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa…
She ain’t got no money in the bank
Just give me a little brains, I don’t care what you think
Them haters taking shots but them haters shooters blank
The million dollar baby yall should call me Swizzy swank
Is it a bird? is it a plane? It’s a Super America
See me in Miami in my Super America (That’s a Ferrari)
The top carbon fiber and them pipes go
BlarBlarBlarBlar!! Know what I mean!?
I got big things poppin and lil things stoppin
You can go up in my crib and go mall shoppin
My closet like Louis, My wifes sh#t like Fendi
C’mon erybody get money if ya with me
I say, Big Things Poppin and Lil sh#t stoppin
Ya Look in my garage you could go car shoppin
Bentleys droppin, the Phantom blades choppin
I pull up on them b#tches all they gotta do is hop in
I got big things poppin and lil things stoppin
Walk inside my closet you can go gun shoppin
Them handguns cockin, machine guns choppin
And I can get it poppin, make them bodies start droppin
Erybody’s sh#t is floppin, Ima bout ta get it poppin
They mad my sh#t is droppin, cuz they know my sh#t is knockin
Dis Cass, The kid Fab, he be 550 shoppin
Super Americas is what the boy Swizzy coppin
I beat the murder, left the courtroom diddy boppin
Came home and copped the same watch the boy Diddy rockin
And it shine so bright when I leave it in the light
Cuz its ice like I leave it in the freezer e’ry night
I got big things poppin and lil things stoppin
You can go up in my crib and go mall shoppin
My closet like Louis, My wifes sh#t like Fendi
C’mon erybody get money if ya wit me
Big Things Poppin and Lil sh#t stoppin
Ya Look in my garage you could go car shoppin
Bentleys droppin, the Phantom blades choppin
I pull up on them b#tches all they gotta do is hop in
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