Big Sean - My Closet Lyrics

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West Side
West Side
West Side
West Side

Yeaaaaaa
I Got that Bape all in my closet
BBC all in my closet
Dat Pow Jewelry and ambush rings we just made a deposit (money)
to all your shopaholics
if you wanna ball (ball)
step thru them double doors inside my closet is a mall
I got some Louie in my closet got some Gucci in my closet (I do)
I'm Feeling like Biggie got some Coogie in my closet (say what?)
gotta a zoo all in my closet yes I do yes I do
I got some gators buffalo's minks too minks too
if you like my tattoos LA ink is in my closet
got some haters in my closet and we just use them as targets
I be sparking cause we got a gun range all in my closet
I be balling with my partners we be hooping in my closet (swish)
full court press like all the suits that's in my closet (okay)
Like O my fucking god did you just see my closet (closet)
yea I got it all except them hangers in my closet (wassup)
but I can even call it got a switch up in my closet
Bitch!

ooooo
you cant buy whats in my closet if you had stacks instead of wallets
and for you fucking haters who don't like it I cant see you past the way haters the flaps of my eye lids

Ok Ok
So tell tell me who the freshest of them of them all I step inside my closet and that shit look like a loft
you claiming that you fresh when you ain't fresher then my balls
tryna get whats in my closet
Nah bitch I bought it all
Yeaa bitch i got it all

You aint know nuthin about this fresh shit hoe
Ill fuck your bitch with a Louie Vuitton condom

Bitch I'm king wasbie in my closet
got a lobby in my closet (okay)
I'm big bitch I'm big I got Versace in my closet
(what)
o that your girl (girl)
I seen her in my closet she was hanging of the hangers when I banged her in my closet
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I got fergie in my closet (what)
I be rocking Tisa
you might catch tiger woods tryna hit a birdie in my closet (Fore)
Hood niggas steady flipping birdies in my closet (it is)
Polo looking like I got Kentucky derbies in my closet

bitch got MCM in my closet (closet)
MGM in my closet (closet)
Boy! im from the D I got that big GM in my closet
Yea I shine hoe I shine so much its sunny in my closet (bling)
got a track where all the baddest girls be running in my closet
like O my god its stunning in my closet
I got diamonds I'm so rocky you can bungie in my closet
I got gators I got furs minks and monkeys Lions tigers bears
damn I got Jumanji in my closet
Bitch!

you cant buy whats in my closet if you had stacks instead of wallets
and for you fucking haters that don't like it I cant see you past the way haters the flaps of my eye lids

Ok Ok
So tell me who the freshest of them of them all I step inside my closet and that shit look like a loft
you claiming that you fresh when you ain't fresher then my balls
Tryna get whats in my closet Nah bitch I bought it all

100 doors in my closet
15 floors up in my closet
taking elevators everywhere I go up in my closet
lovely pad in my closet
yea its bad in my closet
billy jean not my lover
but I thriller in my closet
can can you hear me (hello)
got that network in my closet
I got a couple groupies giving neck work in my closet
man your net-worth in my closet match the sweatshirts in my closet
I opened up the doors and seen R-kelly in my closet (what the fuck)
aww man god damn ice cream man in my closet
got the whole motor city auto show up in my closet (vroom)
got two runways in my closet one for models one for planes
autotuning t-pain he be singing in my closet
I cant believe it
ooo dats in my closet water
faucets in my closet (splash)
we play paint ball we play eight ball
on the great wall in my closet
now you seen all my closet
you don't gotta go home but get the hell out my closet

You ain't know nothing about this fresh shit Nigga
you talking to the king of fresh what the fuck is you saying

I do it

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Kanye West feat. Common, Kid Cudi, Pusha T, Big Sean & Charlie Wilson - Good Friday

(Kanye West)
Party people in the place to be
You are now in the midst of a real MC
Throw your hands in the air if you real as me
Oooooooooooh

(Kid Cudi)
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(Kanye)
Such an easy mornin’, we on a ride
And I’m feelin’ smooth as the way the Benz drive
Turn the radio down if they playin’ that bullshit
They don’t want black people to think at trial
He think he live

(Common)
He think he live, he think he cold
He think I’m high, I’m in thinker mode
Eyes low’d, I let the skies hold the thoughts
The streets are like the high road that I go across

(Kanye)
I mean, my whole team ’bout to smash the streets
The Phillip Lim remind them that it’s Fashion Week
And the weather wasn’t barely hot
Did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott?
Did I mention G.O.O.D. Music, yeah, forever we hot
Motherfucker, are you ready or not?

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)
(This goes out to the allcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)

(Pusha T)
As ‘Ye flips the piano
The mood swings like the change of a channel
He’s heating up like they wrapped him in flannel
Sellin’ kilos through your iPod nano
Cocaine vandal, I induct scandal
Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury’s handle
Vaseline face, reminiscent of my tires
Ice cream paint job, somethin’ like Breyers
Euro tank top, Dior inspired
Sell it to you hard, no assembly required
(Eyuck!) I’m 2012 in 2010
Which makes this a time machine, not just any Benz
Floss for the members of the gang with 28
While haters wish death ‘pon me, that’s many men
Yeah, and if you slaim you on your paper route
Stop talkin’, motherfucker, pull your paper out

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(Big Sean)

Now tell me, do it feel good? Well, all right
Don’t worry, we gon’ be here all night
And you know a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!)
Westside, Westside!
So te-te-tell who the freshest of ‘em all?
They claimin’ that they fresh, they ain’t fresher than my balls
A nigga seen the fresh like I’m headed to the fall
MC hunting season, putting heads up on the wall
I sneak peeked ahead while we headed to the loft
Man, I always thought with the head inside my drawers
I guess that’s why in school, my grades went from As to Bs to Cs
All over double Ds, I be absent all week
This is for my niggas, all the ones I ride for
Man, that’s the fam, we let ‘em in through the side door
Hold on: That’s the girl you gave a wedding ring?
Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything

(Charlie Wilson)

And let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va

Let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va

(Kanye)

Ay, we promised

Now put your hands up to the sky
Until the day in that we die
And we’ll be here all evenin’
G.O.O.D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

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Kanye West feat. Common, Kid Cudi, Pusha T, Big Sean & Charlie Wilson - Good Friday

(Kanye West)
Party people in the place to be
You are now in the midst of a real MC
Throw your hands in the air if you real as me
Oooooooooooh

(Kid Cudi)
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(Kanye)
Such an easy mornin’, we on a ride
And I’m feelin’ smooth as the way the Benz drive
Turn the radio down if they playin’ that bullshit
They don’t want black people to think at trial
He think he live

(Common)
He think he live, he think he cold
He think I’m high, I’m in thinker mode
Eyes low’d, I let the skies hold the thoughts
The streets are like the high road that I go across

(Kanye)
I mean, my whole team ’bout to smash the streets
The Phillip Lim remind them that it’s Fashion Week
And the weather wasn’t barely hot
Did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott?
Did I mention G.O.O.D. Music, yeah, forever we hot
Motherfucker, are you ready or not?

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)
(This goes out to the allcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)

(Pusha T)
As ‘Ye flips the piano
The mood swings like the change of a channel
He’s heating up like they wrapped him in flannel
Sellin’ kilos through your iPod nano
Cocaine vandal, I induct scandal
Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury’s handle
Vaseline face, reminiscent of my tires
Ice cream paint job, somethin’ like Breyers
Euro tank top, Dior inspired
Sell it to you hard, no assembly required
(Eyuck!) I’m 2012 in 2010
Which makes this a time machine, not just any Benz
Floss for the members of the gang with 28
While haters wish death ‘pon me, that’s many men
Yeah, and if you slaim you on your paper route
Stop talkin’, motherfucker, pull your paper out

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(Big Sean)

Now tell me, do it feel good? Well, all right
Don’t worry, we gon’ be here all night
And you know a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!)
Westside, Westside!
So te-te-tell who the freshest of ‘em all?
They claimin’ that they fresh, they ain’t fresher than my balls
A nigga seen the fresh like I’m headed to the fall
MC hunting season, putting heads up on the wall
I sneak peeked ahead while we headed to the loft
Man, I always thought with the head inside my drawers
I guess that’s why in school, my grades went from As to Bs to Cs
All over double Ds, I be absent all week
This is for my niggas, all the ones I ride for
Man, that’s the fam, we let ‘em in through the side door
Hold on: That’s the girl you gave a wedding ring?
Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything

(Charlie Wilson)

And let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va

Let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va

(Kanye)

Ay, we promised

Now put your hands up to the sky
Until the day in that we die
And we’ll be here all evenin’
G.O.O.D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

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Big Sean - Memories Lyrics

Memories Lyrics by Big Sean



Sometimes I dream bigger than I live

sometimes I think better when I’m lit

so go head and light it

roll it up, ignite it

one time for all my n-ggas that dreamed it than real life’d it!

I swear I’ve been through everything in life but a coffin

they say sky’s the limit, how b-tch? I’m moonwalking!

and my middle name Michael hoe

success is my idol and being broke is my rival

but it’s because I got the title hoe

see I just want my fantasies and real life

you got everything to me what it feel like

muthaf-ck the radio if I can’t hear mine

they give the wrong n-ggas more airtime than airlines

is you feeling me?

if not you feel my energy

see I know I’mma make it, but even if I don’t

don’t feel bad cuz honestly all these times that I had

those will be the best memories



[Chorus]

be the best memories

I hope that you remember me

these will be the best memories

ooooh ohho ooooooooo

cuz in the end all you really have is memories

ooooh ohho ooooooooo



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Are you willing to give up what you love, for who you love

or lose your girlfirend to groupie love

everywhere I go I get a group of hugs

thats what happens when they need connections and you the plug

how many trends you gotta set before you considered great

how many missed calls before you considered fake

how many dreams before its considered fate

I’m eating in a World where I’m considered bait

a workaholic addicted to bills

people addicted to me cuz they addicted to real

my best friend got addicted to pills

I can’t look at him in his eyes, you don’t know how that sh-t feels mentally!

I aint trying to rock no shirts that say “in memory”

I’m praying that he make, wished we could go back

cuz honestly all the times that we had

those be the best memories…



[Chorus]



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Big Sean - Meant To Be Lyrics

Meant To Be (Finally Famous Vol.3) Lyrics by Big Sean

[Big Sean - Chorus]
Yeah this was meant to be
I came in the world knowing nothing was for free
so you gon pay for her and she gon pay for me
my life is the sh-t I guess that this was meant for me
(repeated)

tell a b-tch to tell her friend
to tell her friend to tell a hoe
I have been the realest since the doc came out umbilical
hundred inch d-ck yep and twenty pound genitals
so you gon have to stay there til my (?)

tell a b-tch to tell her friend
to tell her friend to tell a hoe
tell a b-tch to tell her friend
to tell her friend to tell a hoe
tell a b-tch to tell her friend
to tell her friend to tell a hoe
I have been the realest since the doc came out umbilical
hundred inch d-ck yep and twenty pound genitals
so you gon have to stay there til my (?)

[Big Sean - Verse 1]
Stack that paper
stack it stack it stack it up some more
give me everything I want then I’m asking for some more

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Im smoking up on that tropical charlie green (?)
rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold
I know these girls tryna no jumping off Jeronimo
they tell me I’m the best and I aint even trying hoe
see me I’m into hoes that’s into hoes
so now I’m in two hoes, real sh-t boy
you don’t drink, more for me
we chillin out with n-ggas can’t afford to be
look baby girl you better act accordingly
cuz I see (?) but sorry there’s no more of me

[Chorus]

[Big Sean - Verse 2]
Ca-ca-ca-catch me if you can
cuz I might go from plane to whips
cuz money is hand to hand
and I be shining neck to wrist
and your girl want mouth to mouth
and I make her get neck to d-ck
cuz she just want connections with a n-gga thats connected
b-tch, Im who they want be, want see, want see
used to tell me everything I want be
you gon be, f-cking with piranha’s and they want eat
but somehow I just turn the tide like laundry
oooh, and now my life is beautiful
I’m a boss b-tch you should come and grab a cubicle
look and I remain until my funeral
stand up n-gga like I’m in front of the urinal

[Big Sean - Chorus]

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