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Performed By: C-Side Tha Miracle
Length: 3:12
Written by: Christian Torrisi
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C-Side Tha Miracle - BIG! Lyrics




Drivin' the whip fast (Yeah it's that sticky icky)

I'm smokin' big gas (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big cash (Don't want no itty bitty)
We gettin' lit facts (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big racks (Don't want no itty bitty)

I'm smokin' big gas (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big cash (Don't want no itty bitty)
We gettin' lit facts (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big racks (Don't want no itty bitty)

Diamonds they hit flash (Flash), I'm smokin' big gas (Gas)
Drivin' the whip fast (Yeah), hope I don't, shit (Shit!), crash (Damn!)
I need the big bank (bank), I roll the skunk it stank (It stank)
Ridin' round state to state (Skert), tell my Momma I'll be late

No I ain't sharin' my plate (No), no you can't even get scrapes (No)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Go), I might just face the whole eighth (Let's go)
Grandma she made me say grace (Grandma), I got no time for the hate (no time)
I got no time I could waste (No time), but I got some weight (Yeah) and

I'm smokin' big gas (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big cash (Don't want no itty bitty)
We gettin' lit facts (Yeah off that sticky icky)
I need the big racks (Don't want no itty bitty)

I'm smokin' big gas (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big cash (Don't want no itty bitty no)
We gettin' lit facts (Yeah it's that sticky icky, icky)
I need the big racks (Don't want no itty bitty, bitty)

And my belt is from Italy (Yeah), no you can't piff wit' me (No)
No you can't sit wit' me (No), you can't do shit wit' me (Woah)
I don't do shit for free (Facts), I need the big bank (Racks)
Diamonds they lookin' like fish tank (Glass), y'all just some fish to me (Y'all wack)

Basquiat, sip paint, roll the wood, grip grain
Movin' on to big thangs, I just want the big brain
I might just go in-sane, just to get these bills paid
Just to clear my head space, I been smokin' big dank yeah

That's that big gas
Woah, I need the big cash, yuh
We gettin' lit facts, aye (Yeah it's that sticky icky, icky) yuh
I need the big racks, rackies, yeah, yeah
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Drivin' the whip fast (Yeah it's that sticky icky)

I'm smokin' big gas (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big cash (Don't want no itty bitty)
We gettin' lit facts (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big racks (Don't want no itty bitty)

I'm smokin' big gas (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big cash (Don't want no itty bitty)
We gettin' lit facts (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big racks (Don't want no itty bitty)

Diamonds they hit flash (Flash), I'm smokin' big gas (Gas)
Drivin' the whip fast (Yeah), hope I don't, shit (Shit!), crash (Damn!)
I need the big bank (bank), I roll the skunk it stank (It stank)
Ridin' round state to state (Skert), tell my Momma I'll be late

No I ain't sharin' my plate (No), no you can't even get scrapes (No)
Please get the f*ck out my face (Go), I might just face the whole eighth (Let's go)
Grandma she made me say grace (Grandma), I got no time for the hate (no time)
I got no time I could waste (No time), but I got some weight (Yeah) and

I'm smokin' big gas (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big cash (Don't want no itty bitty)
We gettin' lit facts (Yeah off that sticky icky)
I need the big racks (Don't want no itty bitty)

I'm smokin' big gas (Yeah it's that sticky icky)
I need the big cash (Don't want no itty bitty no)
We gettin' lit facts (Yeah it's that sticky icky, icky)
I need the big racks (Don't want no itty bitty, bitty)

And my belt is from Italy (Yeah), no you can't piff wit' me (No)
No you can't sit wit' me (No), you can't do shit wit' me (Woah)
I don't do shit for free (Facts), I need the big bank (Racks)
Diamonds they lookin' like fish tank (Glass), y'all just some fish to me (Y'all wack)

Basquiat, sip paint, roll the wood, grip grain
Movin' on to big thangs, I just want the big brain
I might just go in-sane, just to get these bills paid
Just to clear my head space, I been smokin' big dank yeah

That's that big gas
Woah, I need the big cash, yuh
We gettin' lit facts, aye (Yeah it's that sticky icky, icky) yuh
I need the big racks, rackies, yeah, yeah
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Writer: Christian Torrisi
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