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The Cataracs - Big Dipper [Edited Version] Lyrics



The Cataracs - Big Dipper [Edited Version] Lyrics




[ Featuring Luciana ]

And my heart beats in stereo
Oh, I know I'll let you know!
All my dark secrets you should know
No, I'm never gonna let you go, oh, oh, oh!

Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Show me that big dipper!
Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Now slap your, slap your head!

It's the Cataracts!
Yeah, okay we overkill
Name her way like Oprah Hills
Hit your face like holy feel
Like a lazy boy, I'm so for real!
My heart beats in stereo
I put MC sin periods
Two left feet and I still got hoes
But enough about that, that!
Try'na make a mill off the beats and raps
Go on, stay clear from the beat and pass
Some say I'm weird, but I don't get mad
Rather be weird than the same old same old! (Bitch!)

Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Show me that big dipper!
Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Now slap your, slap your head!

I'm faded, I want
Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun!
Everybody now, all at once
Now slap your, slap your hands!
Get naked, go dumb,
Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun!
Everybody now, all at once
Show me that big dipper!
Now slap your, slap your hands!

F*ck that noise, what cars you're in?
Girls like boys with confidence
I know too lows are compliments
Just sold out shows with occupants
My girls all f*ck with the moment
Your girls all f*ck club promoters
That's girls butt f*ck if I'm loaded
I might just try a locomotive.
Go choo choo train
And f*ck that who's who name
And tell me who you banging
'Cause I'm trying to smanging!
Smash at that, man!

Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Show me that big dipper!
Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Now slap your, slap your head!

I'm faded, I want
Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun!
Everybody now, all at once
Now slap your, slap your hands!
Get naked, go dumb,
Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun!
Everybody now, all at once
Show me that big dipper!
Now slap your, slap your hands!
Show me that big dipper!

And my heart beats in stereo
Oh, I know I'll let you know!
All my dark secrets you should know
No, I'm never gonna let you go, oh, oh, oh!

Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Show me that big dipper!
Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Now slap your, slap your head!
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And my heart beats in stereo
Oh, I know I'll let you know!
All my dark secrets you should know
No, I'm never gonna let you go, oh, oh, oh!

Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Show me that big dipper!
Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Now slap your, slap your head!

It's the Cataracts!
Yeah, okay we overkill
Name her way like Oprah Hills
Hit your face like holy feel
Like a lazy boy, I'm so for real!
My heart beats in stereo
I put MC sin periods
Two left feet and I still got hoes
But enough about that, that!
Try'na make a mill off the beats and raps
Go on, stay clear from the beat and pass
Some say I'm weird, but I don't get mad
Rather be weird than the same old same old! (Bitch!)

Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Show me that big dipper!
Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Now slap your, slap your head!

I'm faded, I want
Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun!
Everybody now, all at once
Now slap your, slap your hands!
Get naked, go dumb,
Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun!
Everybody now, all at once
Show me that big dipper!
Now slap your, slap your hands!

F*ck that noise, what cars you're in?
Girls like boys with confidence
I know too lows are compliments
Just sold out shows with occupants
My girls all f*ck with the moment
Your girls all f*ck club promoters
That's girls butt f*ck if I'm loaded
I might just try a locomotive.
Go choo choo train
And f*ck that who's who name
And tell me who you banging
'Cause I'm trying to smanging!
Smash at that, man!

Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Show me that big dipper!
Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Now slap your, slap your head!

I'm faded, I want
Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun!
Everybody now, all at once
Now slap your, slap your hands!
Get naked, go dumb,
Middle finger up to the sun, to the sun!
Everybody now, all at once
Show me that big dipper!
Now slap your, slap your hands!
Show me that big dipper!

And my heart beats in stereo
Oh, I know I'll let you know!
All my dark secrets you should know
No, I'm never gonna let you go, oh, oh, oh!

Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Show me that big dipper!
Uh, got that wicked style
I'll make it work a while
Uh, send that dipper, dipper
Now slap your, slap your head!
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Writer: DAVE TAYLOR, LUCIANA CAPORASO, NICK CLOW, NILES HOLLOWELL-DHAR
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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