Puff Daddy - Big Homie Lyrics
[Hook: Diddy]You could go to any hood, bet they know meRose gold pinky ring; master RollieBoy, you'se a little nigga; Gary ColemanI be calling all the shots, I'm big homieBig homie, big homie, big homie, big homieBoy, you'se a little nigga; Gary ColemanI be calling all the shots, I'm big homie[Verse 1: Diddy]I'm winning for the new *****, she was stuntingThat ***** got a paper tag and it's a hundredMy bellman call me Sir Combs, I'm Richard DrummondMy Rolls Royce sprayed cologne, the fragrance moneyIt's Bad Boys Records, *****, you know I run itCiroc Amaretto coming, them *****es love itI show up with my jewelry on and never doubt itYou show up with your jewelry on and leave without it[Hook][Verse 2: Diddy]Diddy go to any hood, big RollieTop down on any block, niggas know meThe only one that's topping Forbes, I'm getting lonelySee us out here racing yachts like ''***** the police''Bugatti swerving lane to lane, we getting moneyOnce promoter say my name, fly *****es comingThese ratchet *****es love a nigga so cough your chick inMore 80's than the 80's, nigga, I'm money mentionI'm money mention[Hook][Verse 3: Rick Ross]My *****es get the Christians, nigga, [?]My *****es get the [?], nigga, they hold the weaponsMy *****es get the Range Rovers, that's for affectionMy *****es get the realest nigga, she's my reflectionI make my *****es traffic dope, that's my professionShe swallow dope and looking pregnant, time for c-sectionThank God your pockets where I'm from, here block, they bless us50 mill a meter drum, go get them stretchersGet them stretchers[Hook]
