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Make It Big Video (MV)




Performed By: Son Kuma
Featuring: Gebreezy
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Barron Montgomery, Dawit Gebre




Son Kuma - Make It Big Lyrics
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[ Featuring Gebreezy ]

I put a body on it I'ma make it big
I pull up rocking my Givenchy in the VIP
Put my locs up in a bun and let my fists talk
Push my thoughts too far and guess I left you pissed off
Pockets rocket to the moon I'm bout to lift off
Too busy living like a martian in my Ziploc
I'll be honest I ain't f*cking with ya
Better earn your stripes there's lions out here chasing zebras
I chase tequila
Cus I got the juice and its f*cking me up
I wanna get so drunk, Maria
Oh Maria oh sativa (yeah mm)
Ya can't copy my fit (my fit)
Brown coffee light drip (drip drip drip drip)
You cant off me I'm lit
Just gimme one chance
Make the club rain (bandz)
Make that ass shake (dance)
(Shake that ass shake that ass)
So who's your mans?
Teachers said I'm a handful
Haters said I'd get trampled (alright)
I need my money on ample
My dad said don't gamble one time (alright)
I put a body on it I'ma make it big
I pull up rocking my Givenchy in the VIP
Put my locs up in a bun and let my fists talk
Push my thoughts too far and guess I left you pissed off
Pockets rocket to the moon I'm bout to lift off
Too busy living like a martian in my Ziploc
I'll be honest I ain't f*cking with ya
Better earn your stripes there's lions out here chasing zebras
There's things I'd never tell a hoe there's hoes I'm f*cking and I'd never tell a soul
And when they're pretty and that pussy good I never tell them no
My nigga ship it state to state if he gets caught that federal
Produced by me and this shit goes I split the heavens when I flow
Vocals like my hoes you know I lay em real good
Unhealthy habits and I know but if they so bad then why they feel good? (why they feel good?)
Lately I've been giving into all my vices taking the wrong route like Italians
That sailed the Atlantic for spices and started a never ending crisis
Put me sleeping on her story now I confiscate the vices
Getting head for weeks and cut it off like Isis (yeah)
She hit me saying we should chill more
I leveled up now I don't want your top
I wanna be top of the billboard (yeah)
I put a body on it I'ma make it big
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English

I put a body on it I'ma make it big
I pull up rocking my Givenchy in the VIP
Put my locs up in a bun and let my fists talk
Push my thoughts too far and guess I left you pissed off
Pockets rocket to the moon I'm bout to lift off
Too busy living like a martian in my Ziploc
I'll be honest I ain't f*cking with ya
Better earn your stripes there's lions out here chasing zebras
I chase tequila
Cus I got the juice and its f*cking me up
I wanna get so drunk, Maria
Oh Maria oh sativa (yeah mm)
Ya can't copy my fit (my fit)
Brown coffee light drip (drip drip drip drip)
You cant off me I'm lit
Just gimme one chance
Make the club rain (bandz)
Make that ass shake (dance)
(Shake that ass shake that ass)
So who's your mans?
Teachers said I'm a handful
Haters said I'd get trampled (alright)
I need my money on ample
My dad said don't gamble one time (alright)
I put a body on it I'ma make it big
I pull up rocking my Givenchy in the VIP
Put my locs up in a bun and let my fists talk
Push my thoughts too far and guess I left you pissed off
Pockets rocket to the moon I'm bout to lift off
Too busy living like a martian in my Ziploc
I'll be honest I ain't f*cking with ya
Better earn your stripes there's lions out here chasing zebras
There's things I'd never tell a hoe there's hoes I'm f*cking and I'd never tell a soul
And when they're pretty and that pussy good I never tell them no
My nigga ship it state to state if he gets caught that federal
Produced by me and this shit goes I split the heavens when I flow
Vocals like my hoes you know I lay em real good
Unhealthy habits and I know but if they so bad then why they feel good? (why they feel good?)
Lately I've been giving into all my vices taking the wrong route like Italians
That sailed the Atlantic for spices and started a never ending crisis
Put me sleeping on her story now I confiscate the vices
Getting head for weeks and cut it off like Isis (yeah)
She hit me saying we should chill more
I leveled up now I don't want your top
I wanna be top of the billboard (yeah)
I put a body on it I'ma make it big
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Writer: Barron Montgomery, Dawit Gebre
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