Puff Daddy - Big Homie (ft. Rick Ross & French Montana) [Lyrics/Paroles]

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Puff Daddy - Big Homie (ft. Rick Ross & French Montana)

Big Homie Lyrics

(Hook)

You could go to any hood, bet they know me

Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie

Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman

I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie

Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie

Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman

I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
(Verse)

I'm winning for the new bitch, she was stunting

That pussy got a paper tag and it's a hundred

My bellman call me Sir Combs, I'm Richard Drummond

My Rolls Royce sprayed cologne, the fragrance money

It's Bad Boys Records, bitch, you know I run it

Ciroc Amaretto coming, them bitches love it

I show up with my jewelry on and never doubt it

You show up with your jewelry on and leave without it
(Hook)

You could go to any hood, bet they know me

Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie

Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman

I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie

Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie

Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman

I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
(Verse)

Diddy go to any hood, big Rollie

Top down on any block, niggas know me

The only one that's topping Forbes, I'm getting lonely

See us out here racing yachts like "fuck the police"

Bugatti swerving lane to lane, we getting money

Once promoter say my name, fly bitches coming

These ratchet bitches love a nigga so cough your chick in

More 80′s than the 80′s, nigga, I'm money mention

I'm money mention
(Hook)

You could go to any hood, bet they know me

Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie

Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman

I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie

Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie

Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman

I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie
(Verse)

My bitches get the Christians, nigga, [?]

My bitches get the [?], nigga, they hold the weapons

My bitches get the Range Rovers, that's for affection

My bitches get the realest nigga, she's my reflection

I make my bitches traffic dope, that's my profession

She swallow dope and looking pregnant, time for c-section

Thank God your pockets where I'm from, here block, they bless us

50 mill a meter drum, go get them stretchers

Get them stretchers
(Hook)

You could go to any hood, bet they know me

Rose gold pinky ring; master Rollie

Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman

I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie

Big homie, big homie, big homie, big homie

Boy, you'se a little nigga; Gary Coleman

I be calling all the shots, I'm big homie

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