Big Boy Dialogue - Jadakiss, The-Dream

Yo, boss talk, nigga -- start the car, let the Porsche talk

Crib big as AC, yard like the boardwalk

Models in the master bedroom, get your cough on

Haze lit, kush lit, I move and I push shit (uh)

I could send niggas to war like George Bush did (uh huh)

LV gators on, 20 G footprints (woo!)

Top 5, I could give a nod and the shot fly

I was in the drop top when I dropped by (yup)

You know it was a 2014 (uh)

The work is white, but the money is all green (green)

Big boy dialogue

All the real niggas with integrity

And respect, salute, I admire y’all

Me and my niggas

Furs to the floor, Ace in the glass

Been out all night, grabbing on ass

Riding round getting it, my own bitch mad

I’m way too rich to be acting like that

She got an attitude, I used to love her

But now she mad at me 'cause I don’t fuck her

Peep the courtroom like I’m fresh out the store

Wired like I’m on that blow, fur down to the floor

Yeah, yeah, fur down to the floor

Me and my, me and my niggas, fur down to the floor

Uhh, uh huh, HA-HAAAEEH!

I got the perimeter covered

It’s what the thugs die for, but the women’ll love it (uh huh)

Hands on with the people, I blend in with the public (yup)

Lyrically nobody equal, that’s the end of the subject (that's it)

That money still coming, them packs ain’t slow up (nah)

They try to implicate me, but the facts ain’t show up (stupid)

It’s simple, all you gotta do is ask -- they know us (they know us)

Rocking that new shit before the racks even go up (fresh)

They lust him, my attitude came from customs (foreign)

Andy Warhol, Dom P’s and mushrooms (haha)

Yeah, fuck it if it’s good, buy it all

Desert Eagle firearm, big boy dialogue, what?

Me and my niggas

Furs to the floor, Ace in the glass

Been out all night, grabbing on ass

Riding round getting it, my own bitch mad

I’m way too rich to be acting like that

She got an attitude, I used to love her

But now she mad at me 'cause I don’t fuck her

Peep the courtroom like I’m fresh out the store

Wired like I’m on that blow, fur down to the floor

Yeah, yeah, fur down to the floor

Me and my, me and my niggas, fur down to the floor

Yeah, HA-HAAAEEH!

Uhh, yeah

Yo, my dialogue is Domiere

Red bottoms and mamis that wear Cartiers (mami)

Racks in the club if I partied there (racks)

Bricks from Enrique’s little brother named Javier

Italian whips laced with Versace seats (laced)

Got more ice than a hockey meet (ha)

Yeah, we could do this shit properly

You could buy a block, learned that from Monopoly (uh)

Your girl getting top from a girl while she topping me

Top 5 dead or alive, no stopping me

Big boy dialogue, look but you’ll never find a flyer don

Trying to get money like Viacom, what?

Me and my niggas

Furs to the floor, Ace in the glass

Been out all night, grabbing on ass

Riding round getting it, my own bitch mad

I’m way too rich to be acting like that

She got an attitude, I used to love her

But now she mad at me 'cause I don’t fuck her

Peep the courtroom like I’m fresh out the store

Wired like I’m on that blow, fur down to the floor

My, my, my, my, my fur down to the floor

Me and my, me and my nigga, fur down to the floor

All my niggas, get your figures

And all my bitches, work that body

All my niggas, get your figures

And all my bitches, work that body

Work that body, baby work that body