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      Big Sean

      Album: Dark Sky Paradise

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      Big Sean - Outro Música y Letra

      Verse]
      Okay now, why you wanna go and do that, do that?
      Sometimes I say that I'm the best, I guess I had to prove that
      You know I had to cop that mansion on the hill and pool that
      You know I don't rely on 8 balls, no, I never pooled that
      You know I always like the best, roll it up and pull that
      Now baby, don't get too deep on me, I might have to pull back
      I got weed rolled, drinks po'd if you wanna do that
      And I be in and out of love, the OGs be like true that
      Cause you know sometimes man, that shit can get way too irritating
      Say the wrong thing to the right girl, you might not make it
      Dark skin with a lightskin girl like Taye Diggs
      And you go from tryna save her to her taking your savings
      And when she do, man, watch how them bitches shit talk
      Wonder how they would feel if our lives got criss-crossed
      What if you lost your homie and you felt like Kriss Kross?
      Double cross, I swear that Christians don't even get this cross
      Talk so much shit that a nigga pissed off
      She talk so much that she done fucking made my dick soft
      Pushing all my buttons, this ain't fucking pinball
      I guess women are sometimes like a jigsaw
      Sometimes you hit a lick, sometimes you get ripped off
      Sometimes you gotta sit, sometimes it's time for lift-off
      Sometimes I just shut up and let my wrist talk
      It be like "we don't got time for bullshit, dawg"
      You know I'm 1 of 1, just like the prototype
      You look like the "um, you owe me" type
      Oh, hardly never taking pictures, not the photo type, no
      Please don't Instagram this shit and be up on me like
      "Oh, you owe me likes"
      Man, I swear these bitches don't know what the fuck is more important to em
      The more I kick philosophy, the more I'm boring to em
      The more champagne I pop, the more I'm pouring to em
      I just hope that's not the only single thing that's going through em
      I hop up on a beat like it's the '08 me
      When we was riding four deep, boy, no AC
      Headed to the game for okay seats
      Now I'm courtside at OKC, I know KD
      And all these singing bitches know me like do-ray-mi
      Fa-so-la-ti-do but dough come first
      No late fees, Kool-Aid smile, Colgate teeth
      The bigger that I get, the more I need shrinks
      I be in and out of cars like a fucking crash dummy
      Spending money till it's dizzy but I still stash something, you know
      But I'm tryna get that real real money, like um
      White people with a black son
      And first time I met Oprah, that was motivation
      Went from standing in court to starting up a corporation
      Went so hard last night that we made the morning paper
      Plus my girl's rated R, all your hoes overrated, damn
      Niggas say I changed, how they damn how they do
      Say I'm hard to get in contact with, oh, is that true?
      But what about now? 313
      515-8772, bitch, call me

      Big Sean - Outro Música y Letra

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