Little Me, Big God (feat. Dope G) - Tim

Bitch, I'm dope, way too dope I'm talking 'bout a motherfucker had to sell dope I had to chase dreams, I was in the ghetto With a tattoo artist and a few extendos I had to make moves, it was confidential Bring the drama to your ass like we banging Death Row My bros both started in the west side With an alpine bumping all the bass lines I snuck out my house way before the bed time With the goons in the G ride on the test drive Guns in the stash, who the fuck wanna trip? I fuck with your hoes, but don't fuck with my clique Murder your style, we smoke loud in this bitch Gang unit pulled me over when they seen us in the whip Gang unit pulled us over when they seen us in the whip I didn't want to do it but I had to sell dope I didn't want to do it but I had to sell dope Momma tried but there any no thing like homie love I keep on getting faded Momma tried but there any no thing like homie love That's how we do it in LA I got a forty on my waist, MAC in the safe Thirty in the clip like back in the day Grind till we shine, stacking the safe Act like a bitch, you get slapped in your face Money man bleed the block till its said and done Fuck his word, don't compare this till his credit run Said he's trying to get some birds out, who's selling some? Am I fucking with it? No, I never know Always talking on the plane to get the cheddar hun Drinking all the statin, lean I got a belly, huh? That's my nigga Jay Rock, he can tell you how I'll be in the back of that back just watching belly, huh? With my feet up, drunk on like a litre Hello, nice to meet you, you should be my señorita Mamamia, how we went to sit up? And that pussy getting beat up I didn't want to do it but I had to sell dope I didn't want to do it but I had to sell dope Momma tried but there any no thing like homie love I keep on getting faded Momma tried but there any no thing like homie love That's how we do in LA

You say its over With a middle finger But then you're calling before I turn off my ringer And I answer cuz I love to hear you're sorry for the 400th time Well, You try to leave me but you cant do it Cuz im the only one who puts up with your () I know that secretly you love making out with me right after we fight Well, We're always fixing something that was never broken We're on and off again like sobriety Get back together every time you're done throwing a fit So when you gonna quit Breaking up with me Well, You think by now We'd finally get along But we only feel right when everything is going wrong And we're back in the habit of pressing each other up and down Well, I hate your daddy, you hate my momma But one thing we dont seem to hate is all the drama But we never can remember what the hell we were yelling about Well, We're always fixing something that was never broken We're on and off again like sobriety Get back together every time you're done throwing a fit So when you gonna quit Breaking up with me I don't know where you think you're going Because you're stuck with me forever and you know it We're always fixing something that was never broken We're on and off again like sobriety Get back together every time you're done throwing a fit So when you gonna quit Breaking up with me Yeah When you're gonna quit breaking up with me You know it

I got a hankering for Doing something crazy Don't have to tell me, girl Yeah, I know that it's Wednesday But you're looking so good It feels like Friday (night), huh That ripped up t-shirt makes Me want you in the worst way Just take a sip and let's pretend Like it's your birthday Just dive right in, girl, The tequila's (fine, so fine) She said, "You know I love a party Don't threaten me with a good time Hop on up on that counter Let me see how you move Let me up there beside ya Stand back, watch me cut loose Pour a little liquor, Make this living room twirl Watch me set this night on fire Baby, you know I love a party Don't threaten me with a good time Girl, you know better than to Think you can one-up me You try to match me shot For shot, it's gon' get ugly Boy, don't forget how I tore up Those college Friday nights Baby, you know I love a party Don't threaten me with a good time, No no Here we go Hop on up on that counter Let me see how you move Let me up there beside ya Stand back, watch me cut loose Pour a little liquor, Make this living room twirl Watch me set this night on fire Baby, you know I love a party Don't threaten me with a good time Baby, I been watching you dancing (Boy, I been watching you move) {And I'm loving everything you do, baby} Ooh, I'm just getting started (Yeah, baby, me too) But no, I won't be asleep Ttil 2, 3, 4 in the morning Hop on up on that counter Let me see how you move Let me up there beside ya Stand back, watch me cut loose Pour a little liquor, Make this living room twirl Watch me set this night on fire Baby, you know I love a party Don't threaten me with a good time Baby, you know I love a party Don't threaten me with a good time