1.Ballin'
i'm tha one that keeps on callin
Ballin ballin for me
No time for big ones
Ballin shot callin
Callin callin for me
2.Beautiful
Now i'm feeling good and fine
Smokin green and drinkin wine
Ten thousand dollars at the bar (all on baby)
I guess that makes me a super-duper star
Drinkin ripple and tangarae
A brand new drink i call it bri-barae
(chorus)
My life is beautiful
(livin that good life)
It's just beautiful
(livin that good life)(2x)
Take me baby to the motel
When we're finished you can go tell
Teresa, lisa, and dawn
How we got butt-naked and got it on
How i split ya, hit ya and brung ya home
Stole ya chains and rings and herenbone
(chorus)
(hook)
Dont hate me baby cause i'm beautiful
These flashy cars aint new to y'all(2x)
How you love that 1998
Thats big tymer style
There's a lot of these niggas baller blockin
Standin in the way
Cause i'm gone shine
All the time
How you love that (yeah)
On the bass
Funky fingaz can i get a woday
On the keys just woday (woday)
Just woday (woday)
Big woday (woday)
Take it to the bridge take it to the bridge
(bridge)
Just rollerskate rollerskate
Dont player hate player hate(2x)
(chorus)
This here is platinum material
Just light, light-weight track
How you love that
It's gorgeous out here
I'm a neighborhood superstar
I'd rather be young rich and local
Than nationwide and broke bro
All the time (all the time)
All the time
Y'all can say what you want about me
I got this man
Drinks is on me
Everybody order something, drinks on me
Everything on me (moet, moet)
I love myself
I love myself, i love myself
Shouts out to the whole city
The broads alright but the niggas pretty
3.Big Tymers
For sure, lil' one
Off top, playboy
Look here
These lil' young jive motherfuckers just jumpin' off the porch
Let me at 'em
Better catch they motherfuckin' cut, nigga
Look, this block is mine
And i don't need these niggas playin' with our hoes
'cause they're my hoes (say, playboy)
I done fucked the whole block already, ya understand
We don't even want you comin' 'round no more
Bitch-ass nigga, catch your cut
We got this shit, wodie
Gotta hustle
{verse 1}
Back where i started on my set in black (uh-huh)
Hopped out the passenger side of my 'lac (then what？)
Under my nuts was two ounces of crack (yeah？)
My lil' nigga, geezy, say he needed a stack (for sure)
Fronted my lil' wodie a ounce of crack
The bricks look the same, but them youngsters be strapped
From snortin' dope smokin' momo's, and jackin'
Old folks scared that's why they be snappin' (what？)
Callin' the law look (？)
I told the young nigga to learn the mack
Poppin' two, short tape
Four in the mack
We hard-headed head bustas
We don't give a fuck - untamed motherfuckers
Jumped off the porch as a young motherfucker (what？)
My mind went dead (what？)
My daddy's dead (what？)
My brother's a dope fiend, i'm duckin' the fed (you lyin')
Word got around that a nigga was paid (yeah？)
Supplied the whole uptown - word was said (yeah？)
With quarters and halves (yeah？), chickens and bricks (yeah？)
Bundles of dope and ounces and shit
We drive bentley's and jags (what？),corvettes and bikes (what？)
Two mercedes wagons with kits and lights (what？)
(？) and prowlers (what？), suburbans and jets (what？)
Twenty-inch momo's with a-thousand a bet (for sure)
Big tymers - they g's, too
Them niggas'll creep, too
They'll slang iron where your family sleep, too
Big tymers - they thug, too
Them niggas sell drugs, too
They don't just stunt - baby and fresh'll bust, too
What？
Now, i know you been waitin', playa, all night long (for what？)
For me to say, 'fuck a bitch,' in a tight-ass song (what？)
Well, this the one, lil' daddy： fuck that bitch (fuck her)
Y'all know who i'm talkin' 'bout - she can suck my dick (eat up)
They want (？) with a nigga when your money come right (for
real？)
When shit get bad, them hoes clean outta sight (for real？)
B.g. downed the broad and he passed her to juvy (what？)
Baby got the bitch, and he put her in a movie
Triple-x rated (huh？)
Joe casey say, 'the bitch ate it.'
Our two d.j.'s say, 'the bitch can't be faded.'
Once again, it's on
The bitch jammed up with stone (then what？)
Wayne and turk did the bitch when we left her alone
Then the sharks, nigga (sharks？)
Yes, the sharks, nigga (yes, the sharks, nigga)
Fucked the bitch in her ass in the park, nigga (in the park,
nigga)
I don't know that lil' nigga, but i'ma pass her to him
Motherfuck that dog ass, jive bitch： kim
Big tymers don't trust hoes
Big tymers don't love hoes
After they finished with 'em, them niggas, they'll shove hoes
Big tymers - they toss hoes
They don't brown-nose
They think they all that, they got the whole clique down them
hoes
Big tymers don't trust hoes
Big tymers don't love hoes
After they finished with 'em, them niggas, they'll shove hoes
Big tymers - they toss hoes
Them niggas don't brown-nose
They think they all that, they got the whole clique down them
hoes
What, what, what,
We put diamonds, and rolies, and bracelets, and rings, and
Necklace, and pendants, and $'s, and chains, and
Twenty's on bentley's, and prowlers, and jaguars
Cadillac's, and benzes, and beamer's, and fast cars
Houses and mansions with marble and mink floors
Movie-screen tv's with automatic glass doors
Hoes say they love me, but friendships don't last, though
We rich but we fucked up from shit with the last hoes
The dollar ain't on the chest, the body is still tatted
Ride or die for cmr - get outta line, get battered
Lil' wheezy more platted
Baby more platted
Big tymers, hot boys, and them sharks - they all gatted
My watch thirty karats - suga don the grand-daddy
Rappers, while you're hatin' your car, we now have it
(？) we move packages, (？) jack it
Man stood and rest in piece - head bustas was his jackin'
Dog, when i grow up, i wanna be just like me：
A millionaire, bobbin' his head to a mannie fresh beat
And i swear under my shirt, june miami heat
Around my neck with some fingers'll last 'til january
Big tymers stunt very hard
Drive the finest cars
Big tymers got that work
Got a impala, and got it hard
Big tymers - they live in lavish
Neck and the wrist is platted
Every kind of diamond that they got, them niggas have it
For sure, nigga (for sure, nigga)
B.g. and the fam'
If you gotta be a b.t.
A h.b.
Ya understand
Ya undersmell that
Ya gotta go get it
Damn, baby, you're blindin' me, yeah
You're blindin' me, yeah
Boy, you're blindin' me, yeah
You're blindin' me, yeah
Lil' wheezy
To then b.geezy, to o.geezy
How you love that
And it's all good, nigga (it's all good, nigga)
Get your mind right
Big tymers been doin' this here (been doin' this here)
Since '92, nigga
Pimpin' ain't easy (pimpin' ain't easy)
Been stun'n
Number-one stunna, nigga
The world's number-one stunna, and the world's best producer,
nigga
The big tymers
4.Broads
See these broads, i like'em and shit
Wish i could, give all these hoes a picturemy dick
See i like'em and psyche'em, then i get in the win
I might just need you and leave you at a quarter past 10 but
I ain't gon' lie, yo' pussy was good
But your mouth is better so i wish you would
Workin' your way down to the diz-nick, uh huh
It feels so good when you do the liz-nick
You got doin' push-ups and i'm takin' ginseng
Let's get ready to rumble! in the middle of the ring
You got my dick hard like a '57 chevy
Rocked up, ya cocked up, cause i'm ready
To go up in ya, let that other nigga send ya
Cards and shit while you suckin' my dick
I like you a little bit more than i'm diggin' my shirt
Ya little pretty ass dick suckin' expert, beeyoch
See i love these broads, but i toss'em up quick
Every trick that i get, they get flipped through the clique 2x
These broads, nigga, i wsh that i could love'em all
These broads, nigga, i wsh that i could fuck'em all
These broads, i let these hoes just drive my car
But these hoes know one thing that i'm a superstar
These hoes get out of line, i'ma show'em i'ma hog
And now that i'm rich, i show these hoes they ain't shit
And every hoe i fuck with, i make suck my dick
It ain't no secret, i know these hoes bout my money, shit
But i tell a hoe quick, that she ain't shit
My main hoe player, i don't make her suck my dick
I might just get loose and wanna kiss my bitch
But not that i got a daughter, i'm supposed to be lighter on a
bitch
But i'm gon' be hard on these hoes for life, shit
I'ma true u-p-t player for life, shit
But i'ma say it again, i don't love no bitches
I bout my money, nigga and fuckin' these bitches
Now i had been here for 25 years
I understand one thing, that life is a bitch
I done lost my maw and my paw, my brother and my sister all up
in one year
I understand one thing, i gotta ball 'til i fall
And show these hoes that money ain't no thing, dawg
See, i tell a bitch that she ain't shit
And at the same time ask that hoe to suck my dick
See, i don't take money and mix with no bitch
Cause one thing, these hoes would lose they mind and get lost
quick
It ain't no secret, i make these hoes think i'll pay their shit
But i keep it real and pay my nigga shit
I say fuck a hoe and make these hoes back up
I keep it real and fuck with niggas who'll act up
And kick in yo' front door, yo' hoe told my nigga where your
dope
Now you stuck out like a hoe
And my niggas, done hit a lick from yo' bitch
And all you hoes mad cause we done hit yo' shit
5.Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, ＆ Regals
Started with....
Cutlass, monte carlo's, ＆ regals, man
To surburbans, expeditions, with the t.v.'s playin'
Cutlass, monte carlo's, ＆ regals, man
To surburbans, expeditions, with the t.v.'s playin'
In 1988, when my grandfather passed
He left me a monte carlo and a large amount of cash
It was, bubble gum blue with the leather plush seats
And i just can't thank you enough for all the stuff that you
done, g
See my grandmother told me take care of the ride
And always do your best to keep it clean inside
So i just past the go and get the candy paint
Leather white, outta sight, that made the girls faint
See my partner, eric, he got stereos
And my partner, steve got true and bolds
And my dog, black got european fronts
And this nigga named duke hook up all the humps
I had a illegal regal and it was so tight
And if ya touch it then a whole civil war was gon' rise
So i just count my blessings and i thank the lord
For ghetto cars and these broads when times was so hard
My grandfather lookin' and i'm ridin' straight
Man, i got the suburban swervin' with the 4 t.v.'s playin'
Hail baby, cardion and the kompressor
20 inch cyl-inders on the lexus
Hummer got sound that'll blow your eardrums
Lotus with 4 pipes nigga, listen
I ride q5 on factory
It don't matter, your ol' lady still after me
My name gon' rang all over, dawg
Cause i got 6 ties on the range rover, dawg
Buy a nickel, baby, wha？ live on chrome
Buy a nickel, baby, he get his shine on
But, hold up, when i pass in the stretch
They gotta catch they breath
Fresh law, girl, weed hotter than a kitchen
In a big bourbon, vcr's, television
El camino's, twistin' on bees
'87 regals, impala's, cherokee's
Expeditions, benzes, navigator, humvee's
What dawg？ cut dawg, on 17's
Woood grain, 15 double o
Me and rabid on momos, lord, bless his soul
Now we ridin' up the block, the caravan
Expeditions and surburbans with the t.v.'s playin'
Fuckin' right, i used to play in mct's
Nowadays, playboys ridin' benzes
Back in '87, maniac mixed tapes
Soniac park, everyday, super sunday
My homeboy fresh, done changed the rims
He gotta satellite on top to talk to out of state friends
'88 was my year, 14 with 12 g's
Monte carlo's ridin' on 18's
It's '98 and i done flipped the script
Thangs that changed, baby gotta lotta shit
I ain't gotta lie, nigga like me was ridin' the bus
I been to the guy with cmr-ah
A nigga was catchin' the cut
Them bitches, they won't holla
Them niggas, they mo' holla
Got all the empower from people i get showered
The woman on the porch sayin', ain't that go wayne, boy？
That boy be on t.v. too, ain't that the same boy？'
Yeah
6.Drivin' Em
7.How You Luv That
Juvenile：
Aw, man
Man i sho' need this one here man
It's gon' be so huge
I know everyone out there gon' luv this one ya heard me
Manny fresh：
Now, who the fuck got cars for days
Crazy hoes and momo's with the 20 inch blades
Me and the misses, drivin' expeditions
The back stabbin' friends (smooch) blowin' kisses
Chrome struck bitches, wood grain witches
Leather seats, la la look, anything else itches
I don' done it, the bubble-eyed gs 300
Anything else around me playboy i run it
Bought the black yukon in houston, a microwave, a fouton
She not white, uh uh, she cuban
Karats on my fingers
Fuckin' r＆b singers
1998 lexus, dick slangers
Nuts hangers, from south americon
Don peringion
Me a peasant, move on
Can you top a, nigga with a candy coated helicopter
Move, shake, shove that
Ask yourself nigga how you luv that
Chorus： lil wayne (2x)
How you luv that
20 cars on chrome
Nigga, how you luv that
20 show in the dome
Nigga, how you luv that
20 hot girls to bone
Nigga, how you luv that
Brrrr, 20 primeco phones
Baby：
Nigga how you gon' tell me that shit ain't changed
When nigga used to play curls now they playin' braids
And in my crib i got a elevator fuckin' with these hoes heads
With alligator pillow cases in my bed
I got a screen tv so big
Playboy i had to get aproval from the city and the muthafuckin'
feds
I say fuck these white folks 'til i'm dead
Cause i'm gon' ball 'til i fall and spend 20 g's at the mall
And playboy you could tell me how you luv that
I bought my son a rolex with diamonds and bezzel at nine months
And a cash money medallion with 20 diamonds in each letter son
So peeps this, nigga a got i million dollars worth of cars all
on chrome can
You compete wit' this, that's beautiful
These six tires with that range rover
Ear rings costin' 15 g's, wit' tv's
Nigga i'm tryin' to put a screen on the hood of the humvee
And put my face on top nigga can you see me
I got so much money i'll never do time
I play them white bitches like they play me at all times
I got 20 g's to put on they leather seat
But, for open court charges three time felony on one rap sheet
What the fuck i look like choppin' trees and pickin' cotton
When i shoot, fuckin' hoes and money clockin'
I'm a big tymer ask 'lac you could believe that
Play boy nigga tell me how you luv that
Chorus： lil wayne (2x)
Juvenile：
Baby what you mean that juvenile ain't bout matin'
Best get yo' mind right and go head with that hatin'
What, you must think that these diamonds ain't real or somthin',
ha
All of this shoutin' gon' get me killed for nothin', ha
Nigga fuck that i'm gon' ball 'til i fall
＞from calton by the levy, to general degaul
So baby pop the crystille, and shine the jewels
Give your cadillac a tool, with 20 inch l's
Rolex with diamond bezzels with 20 g cells
My floor shinin' from marble from across the canal
In my position we make nothin but g's
Your jewelery say you belong to cmb
Don't hit us cause we beautiful niggaz please
You think i'm stuntin' know just wait 'til i come back with them
ki's
Niggaz fear this, they hate but they don't come near this
I don' wrote a song bout these bitches you wanna hear this
They say, 'juvenile you muthafucka you off the heezy'
I got these hoes pussy poppin' tell lil keezy and breezy
Can't you see me in that bubble-eye, how you luv that
Can't you see me in that bmw-ah, how you luv that
Chorus： lil wayne (2x)
Wha, how you luv that
Wha, how you luv that
Wha, how you luv that
Wha, how you luv that
Wha, how you luv that
Nigga, how you luv that
Wha wha, brrr, how you luv that
Ha ha, big tymers
Diamonds that'll ＊bling＊ blind ya
Ha ha, big tymers
Better act like ya know
8.Millionaire Dream
(lil' wayne)
Wuz up
This the life nigga
Check
Verse 1：
I got ten round my neck
Twenty on my wrist
Million dollar luck ah
Million dollar kiss
Pull up in my lexus
Sippin on don p
Call me lil' baby but you ain't know it was cmb
I floss everyday wootay
Knowin' to shine like a crushed wined face rolie
What the deal on the real it's all about scrill
Pretty grills, pretty broads, and plenty mills ah
Ridin to myself up in my baby benz
Playin' tens, goin shoppin with my lady friends
Flyin' to nashville, me and bob splittin eighty
Then i chill on washatona with slim and baby
See the $ on my back symbolize my click
See the $ around my neck symbolize we rich
Always wonderful, but baby gotta see it to beleive it
All this ice and rich heights man it's off the heezy
Fifteen and i'm workin' wit a hundred and better
And you can put that on my diamond gucci bezzel
What
(chorus)2x
I got ten around my neck (mm mm)
And biggets on my writst (＊bling＊)
See we ball till we fall (la la)
Livin' a millionaires dream (wootay)
Verse：2
Sice i done hit me a lick
I done got some shit
That most niggas out chere can't fuck wit
Sixty- five on rims to get they mind right
Then took the cahmoney piece and put twenty all night
Now i'ma ball till i fall if it kills a bitch
Check the crown of the rolie from the flick to the wrist
Six figures ain't enough for this game that i'm in
If i can make a-hundred g's then i can make a million
Rice and baby in a loader fuckin around with them hoes
Me and slim was parlaing makin deals in the rose
Wayne and manny in a hummer spit 'n' game to a bitch
B.g. and juvi in a benz bumpin hot boys this
Big tymers oh it's nothing nice i ain't sellin for shit
If it's a bentley that i want
It's a bentley i get
Drop-top, cd changer ？？ quick with the phone
Cashmoney bigtymers and we ride on crome
Playa haters want to picture me fallin'
If you could picture pac rollin
Then you can picture me ballin
Living good, lookin' good
Playin cards with the ？？？
Cmr hot boys big tymers for life, nigga
Yeah we drinkin diamonds and gold
For the nine scrilla, biatch (echo)
(chorus)2x
Verse 3：
Nigga i got million stashed
So i can buy these buildings
And duck these killings
And tipping these niggas
Tryina have billions
I just wanna raise my two childeren
Going to these white folks and demanding millions
Havin 'em saying cashmony worth figures
And tippin 'em just like suge knight did 'em
And i done did my dirt in the process tryna' make millions
See i done did alot of shit in my lifetime
Like, makin' money, committing these stupid crimes
But i still got my ghetto stripes
When i'm pimp in the game
Cuz, i love to hustle all through the night
Cuz, when i hit my block it's like the pope done stopped
I have them lil' childeren sayin
'baby please don't stop'
Worth six figures and i'm rich and these hoes and right
Hustlin all night so lil bryan can eat right
I'm going holla at my people in melph to make sure shit right
？？？ so i'ma cruise to the next life
Me and bryan got to bitches we goin fuck tonight
If they don't give up the pussy hotel they get left tonight
That's how it be worth some g's
Man you can play them hoes like they ain't worth shit
You dig
(baby talking)
(chorus)
Verse 4：
Young niggas wearin' ？？ gators
All my life eatin' steak and potatoes
Valet please get the bauge mercedes
It's beautiful
La la
Don't hate us
Back up for the most spectacular
Cake satckular
Performance like akura
Got these stayin like dracula
Voom
How you like that diamond bezzel
Blindin' everything up in this bitch when i hit the shinin pedal
It's marvelous, the life i live
Smile pretty child got plenty krystelle to give
Rolex's for everyday of the week
Blowin gars in all kinds of cars will my brother keith
Steaks and feddi- chinnie lil' girls in bikinis
Maybe baby might let me use his bauge lamborghini
Givin all these project hoes the winnie
On radios and videos y'all hoes seen me
Life styles of the rich and richer
Look on any bad bitch wall you goin see my picture
Wildlife on my feet everyday of the week
Now how that shit hit you
Look here baby i'ma get wit you
9.Outro
10.Phone Call
11.Playboy(Don't Hate Me)
What, what what, what, huh
Huh, huh, big tymers, huh
Better act like you know it
I be comin wit' it
And you saw wayne from a distance in the expedition
I'm on chrome, 20 inches you know who i be
Oh yes, you know me
4 feet, millionaire, that's h-o-t
Whoa-ty, slow down, you might be a hater
Slippin' 'tal in your drawers, hot boy ______
Get up, cardion, lobster regular
And you can call me on my cell-ular, what？
Celebrate and pop the don p
Beep, that's me that drop the funk beat, uh uh
Me and lil' travis stun'n hard off 'less my daddy grab it
I got a roley on my wrist with 10 karats
And i'ma shine but i'm still bout blastin', huh？
Nigga rollin' short about paper
Bedroom, 2nd floor, in the 'vator
I'm a superstar (star), money makin' pimp
Up in the double r (r), just me and slim
I'm getting cheesed by the milk stackin' cake, boy
Cash money, how you luv that, playboy (playboy)？
Don't hate me, baby cause i'm beautiful 3x
How you luv that, playboy？
We go lights, action, camera
We here to hammer ya
Go ask pamela or your baby momma lil' tamera
Feel like a samurai or zorro
Rich niggas don't borrow
Cut a check or wait til the bank open tomorrow
Look at ya sorrow, ends gotta meet, kids gotta eat
While we make a meal, rhymin' in and out of beat
Am i to see shit？ don't even look for it, it's way off
Concerts sellin' out like chicago bulls playoffs
So stay off the ground cause it's dangerous, whoa-ty
Too many riches, these bitches don't, won't hang with us,
whoa-ty
It's a gang of us, whoa-ty
You see one everywhere you go, ain't no thang with us, whoa-ty
You get it either it show
We go to the bank so much, bitch, we got a bedroom
With hoes countin' money and giving niggas head, room
So when you hear the leg boom, bitch you better get somewhere
Somebody gettin' hit somewhere, butt on the run, startin' shit
somewhere,
Playboy
Don't hate me, baby cause i'm beautiful
These flashy cars ain't new to y'all
Don't hate me, baby cause i'm beauiful
These flasy cars ain't new to y'all, playboy
I got these niggas takling about this black-on-black hummer
I scored that last summer
But this year playboy, i'm gonna stretch that motherfucker
I bought a yukon for my main bitch with my newborn
Pictures of other ol' ladies suckin' on my dick
While you be loving the stupid bitch
Now i guess i been playing with about 10 million and something
These hoes been giving me they pussy like it ain't nothing
Going to the club with 10 g's and a bar tab that's all on baby
Lettin' these hoes and niggas drank for free
Playgirl but you gotta understand one thang, that shit all on
cash money
Well here's another case, where this hoe sprayed mace in my face
Cause i wouldnt give this hoe no plate
Tellin' me i think my shit dont stank cause i got a benz, a
hummer, a lexus
And a penthouse that say 'hoe hater'
With tatoos with number one stunner
With billionaire on my left arm, and millionaire on my right arm
Bitches be lovin' this gold grill, homey
I spent 20 g's on my earrings, homey
Nigga, i aiin't met a nigga who could drop a beat like fresh
And i ain't met a nigga that could out shine me
See i gotta clip that called pussy-go getters
Now playboy, these hoes be lovin' these cash money niggas
12.Preppy Pimp
13.Stun'n
Nigga, now since my career be on shine
These haters be packin' they nine
But look nigga, i'm down for mine
Tryin' to catch me at the red light gettin' my shine
But i use my niner to protect me at all time
I just bought that new lexus
1998 the bubble eye nigga with them 19 inches
See i'ma talk about my hummer at the end of my rhyme
I just bought that new range rover with them 6 new ties
And every hoe i know, i done fucked at least one time
Now playboy, tell me, how you luv that？
Last night i got a call on my phone
Ike turner wanna make a 'gangsta-slap-a-bitch-pimp' song
He said, 'i called you man, cause you the realest
Bitches runnin' round town sayin' how they love willis'
Have hoes to suck toes and wash clothes
Niggas tryin' to fit ya like a pair of girbauds
Bitches in the morn' to brush my teeth
Lil' girls with curls love to wipe my feet
Bling! diamonds glistenin' everywhere
It's alright for that girl to look at me, y'all let her stare
Baby, i know i'm gorgeous, cause i'm the largest
Jet skis and m3's in my garag-es
I bought a hummer that's sittin' on 32's
Fuck stun'n, we givin' these hoes the blues
Fresh got a bourbon that's sittin' on 20's, fool
Wood grain, t.v.'s and it's all cool 5x
Now nigga, tell me how you can beat this
A million dollar worth of cars all on chrome, can you defeat
this？
With all new homes, 8 of them
The hot boy$ new album, get it how you live!!, done jumped off
strong
I spent 2 million buildin' my own home
With a million dollar worth of furniture all on wood grain,
homey
See nigga, i ain't gotta stunt cause i can bag'em up, believe
this
Ask the police at eastover, 'has he seen this？'
Nigga with diamonds and gold, all across the t-o-p
And every hoe in my path done seen that i done fucked for free
The pussy, i like to fuck it until it bleed
Cause i aim to succeed to be a top rank in this industry
And my humvee
Playboy, i got so much wood in that motherfucker it need ot be a
coffin seat
For 4 brand new t.v.'s with vcr
The big tymer, it come on tomorrow
Ridin' on 32's and you cain't miss these g's
All on chrome from the motherfuckin' u-p-t
When i get my big baller party
Player, i'ma let all my dicksuckers get in free
You can believe that
Do you remember that day on the lake？
Hummer came throught like a motherfuckin' earthquake
Niggas tellin' bitches, 'what the fuck is that？'
Bitches tellin' niggas, 'i told ya they be back.'
In '98, i bought the viper white,red, and stripe-ah
20 inch rims with the chrome dual piper
15 on my wrist, the lord can kiss
Where the diamonds don't shine, niggas make hips
Wildlife gator fits, now that's the shit
Bourbon and suburban with the wood grain kits
See ya bitch, i'ma stick her, mike couldn't dick her
The way i'ma do her, screw her, then i'm gon' flip her
14.Suge And Pac, Puff And Big
Me the b.g. and baby my fuckin runner
Two livin legends, paper chasers from uptown
About money and bitches, puttin haters in ditches
We roll in trucks like hummers and expiditions
Our relationship like moses and jesus
Ask one of our hoes, ain't no coming between us
Two black young heathens, that's how they treat us
Steaks and fettucini is what they feed us
Nigga ridin shinin, me and my nigga be sippin the finest winw
Spendin g's, making hitz back and forth, we flyin
Tryin to make a mil y'all
Cuz we roll with the motto, 'ball til we fall'
Fuck wit b you bringin b.g. all the way out there
Fuck wit me you bringin baby all the way out there
Since '92, '93 our love been there
We never stand to a pussy, cash money, nigga stare
I'm a big tymer, that's a fact
Suga slim just signed a, me and him a contract
？ capone thugin quick they bust yo head, watch that tone
In that mansion is where we lay our head at
We play high, go floss, roxin and drive drop tops
Way i bust it like suge and 'pac
Like suge and pac
Like puff and b.i.g
Baby and b.g. tryin to clock six figs
Like face and jay
Like russ and run
Baby and b.g. tryin to clock a million
Like jay and face
Like russ and run
Baby and b.g. comin thru like a sound right from machine gunz
Worth more money than these niggaz could wonder
You better think quick nigga we hit blocks like thunder
Comin thru a dark tunnel of black on black hummers
It ain't no secret we showed our ass last summer
We both got 3 or 4 bitches we bang at first
And we see play boy to hide our riches
Me and this young nigga we title the snitches
He the muthafuckin rapper and i'm the game stealer
And if you you fuck wit him
I'll clear my bank account on one of you bitches
And i'll put that on my ma and my pa and they both restin in
peace
It ain't nuttin in this industry gon fuck
Wit baby and b.g. wit manny fresh's beats
Wit suga slim's brains behind all this heat and my hot boyz
strapped riding
Right beside me, nigga i'll bet a million dolars to yo life
there
I'll bet my rolex wit my bezzle nigga to yo cable bill
It ain't nuttin in this industry could fuck wit cash money
Cause we keep it real
Nigga believe that
Now what
Like suge and pac
Like puff and b.i.g
Baby and b.g. tryin to clock six figs
Like face and jay
Like russ and run
Baby and b.g. tryin to clock a million
I got love for my nigga baby
He heard i rap came on va and seen me
Now we ballin, livin swell it's gravy
Cause i'm gettin my shine on don't you hate me？
B.g. and baby, livin good for,
We just determined to hustle and get out the hood dog
Fuck wit me and my boy, i wish you would dog
We ridin dirty and i'll put that on the hood dog
Now what make these hoes thank that i ain't rich
What make these niggaz think that diamonds on my rolex ain't the
shit
My brotha prmie taught me how to wear 2 rolexes at one time
Nigga i'm gon shine till i die
Me and this nigga been togetha since he was 12
I knew this young nigga would end up swell
I lose my mind and kept him writin rhymes
Cause i knew he's be major at one time
Now i done rolled in the flyest cars
It aint no secret that baby, b.g. and me are superstars
Like suge and pac
Like puff and b.i.g
Baby and b.g. tryin to clock six figs
Like face and jay
Like russ and run
Nigga baby and b.g. tryin to clock a million
Manny talkin till music ends
15.Tear It Up
Baby gangsta got an a.k.
With 50 shots for that ass
We play it raw on v.l.
If you lame you can't last
No hesitation in my ？？？ is to blast
Any false move will leave a nigga on their back
Wodie i'm young but strictly bout my cash
Fuck petty check i want it in thousand dollar stash
I'm a nigga that's on the grind for six figures
I'm a chilla but bring me out my back i'm always splita
You kill me it really don't matter to lil b.geezy
It's cool whoa i'm waitin' to see my nigga l.teezy
No bullshittin' i fuck bitches by the pack
Hoes be wishin' to watch t.v's in the expedition
Me and lil wayne keep it real like we supposed to
It's a few niggas carros (？？？) that i get close to
Any other i put a slug above their shoulder
It ain't no secret i represent uptown soldiers
Now i be gettin' down and dirty from the u.p.t.
Nigga try to test bless his soul he rest in peace
You mess with me and you will see how messy it be
Lil wayne hat tipped dickies fall to my feet
I done went a lot of places
The same nigga that be jumpin' out some cases
Yes i pull up in my compresser (mmm-hmm)
You seen me earlier in the lexus
That's how we do it
What, got something against me and my cash money brothers
Yeah i thought but nigga know that i'm a young head buster
I come to tear this mother...don't say that
I keep it real like a mamasita don't play that
What's happenin' shipa (？？？)
Hot boy gangsta rap writer
I write your crew when you spit but my beats tighter
My nigga fresh come with tracks that'll move you
He hit you with the ＊erre-check-erre-check＊ one-two
(ha ha)
Now wait what where my guns at
Where all my niggas who ready to bust back
Now check this look：
I don't think you niggas ripped ever what i can bring
20 or 30 bullets close range to your frame
This h-o-t-b-o-y-u-p-t be where i'm found
＊inhales＊ smoke on a pound and come to tear your
Neighborhood down
Look here neggey you think you really ready？
No, i hit make 'em sick like a ＊choghs＊ bad cold
Lil doogey and i ride the 4 by 4 shh
Nigga i'm too fast you can't slow my roll what
Whoa kemosabe, big ballin is my hobby
2 bitches in the room 2 bitches in the lobby
Baby what!？ tear this motherfucker up
You don't want it in your mouth put it in your butt
Breathe it up like town
I represent down
7 ward nigga with a mean-mug frown
Knock a bitch out, then wake a bitch up
Then knock a bitch out again
Y'all pick the bitch up
I ask a bitch like mia
How the fuck you gonna see a
Bad ass mad ass captain bitch beater (mmmm)
What's the difference between me and your pipes
Please, 20 g's you dick suckin' morphodites
I got the brand new car the downtown superstar
Saint bernard to deville nigga you know who i are
Project pecker, scatter site wrecker
Comin' out your 'bauds hoes y'all wait a second
How the fuck you gonna kill this
These bitches love the willist (realist)
Ask your pa who the man (mannie in old man's voice)
I ain't gonna lie, he the realist
Y'all niggas ain't ready for us
Get your guns up
We come and tear it up (what)
Y'all niggas ain't ready for us
Get your guns up
We come and tear it up (what)
These niggas ain't ready for us (huh)
Y'all niggas ain't ready for us (what)
These niggas ain't ready for us
6 figures hot boys cash money brothers (uh-uh)
These niggas ain't ready for us (what)
These niggas ain't ready for us
We come to (what)
Put your guns up
We come to (what)
Tear this mother up (huh)
16.Top Of Tha Line Nigga
Top of the line nigga....check it!
Excuse me
Let me introduce me
Look, look, uptown top of the line hb
See, i'm a million dollar nigga
Rolex on my wrist crush
Ain't too many could touch, baby
I'm too much
I'm 15 with 15 carats and 15 figures
And 15 niggas with 15 hummers with triggers
I'm way at the top
Of the million dollar spot
When i flex what i got
Make niggas sick like a drop
Every show i get,
You could give me a quarter ki
Tryin' to wholesale
But it cost six five to see me
While we be doin' shows,
Baby transportin' ki's
Findin' out all ways to beat the n.o.p.d.
But ugh ugh, can't stop me from shinin'
No, ugh ugh, can't stop my roley from windin'
Yeah, i (sniff) i,i, know niggas mind,
Me and prime up in the 5
Dawg, it's top of the line
(chorus)
Say, woday,
Look, look, for you to have diamonds like me
Woday
Ya'll need to see the leather in the humm-v
Woday
Us niggas six figures
Oh, woday
Top of the line nigga
Say, woday
For you to have diamonds like me
Woday
Check the rack and piney in the humm-v
Oh, woday
See, we playin' with six figures
Oh, woday
How u luv that？
Top of the line nigga
Nigga, i just ordered me somethin' new,
From sixth generation technology,
That's only made for movies
Comin' from tennessee
And i'm in louisville on 23rd street
Hangin' with this hot boy, chillin'
Tryin' to find a way to drop a hundred ki's on these niggas
And i'm peepin' this shit
They be shinin' like me nigga
Ridin' on 20's,
They be playin these hoes,
These niggas in louisville got a mouth-full of golds
But see, playboy, i be bout that shinin'
These niggas bout that repin' while i be bout big tymin', nigga
I'm so tru to do whatever i do,
I just bought new cars for the whole crew
I'm so top of the line, nigga, i don't know what to do
I bought fresh a lamboughini and me a lotus, fool
I got the jacuzzi, nigga, in the back of the truck,
Runnin' water for ya daughter when she wanna get buck
Cable, satellite dish, sony remote
Benson sold me the truck
Copa sold me the boat
I got some shit on my finger that'll blind a crowd,
I got some shit in my trunk that's way too loud
I'm the most looked at in the year '98
Ya'll got to love me baby
Don't i look great？
God gave me a gift, so i'm gon' share it ya'll
Like michael jordan, ya'll gon' see me ball
1 million, 2 million, 3.
Oh! it's my part？
Lil' niggaa with the cold heart
Lexus automatic start
I shine like 18's
And sparkle like a bezel,
Ridin' up ya block in a fully loaded legend
Nigga, navigator on broaders
But that's for tomorrow, though
Shaggin' the 400 with mag, julius, and mario
Yeah, slut, that's me
In the gs3
So play the back seat
Suck on me
Watch ya teeth
And, uh, wipe ya feet before ya step on the mar-ble
Ding-dong, rock ya bell
Work ya mell
So what the hell？
What？
Like my smile？
3 million dollar grin
What？
This me
Hey, introduce me to ya friend
It's all gravy baby
Hot boy
You should know
In a mercedes baby
Uhuh, that's beautiful
Look, i'm large girl
Be flyin' up and down the lake on cdr's girl
In my garage up at my place
I got more cars girl
I swear
Me and my presence
We superstars bro
Look, look, it's marvelous
Ya see i (bloop)
Bust like a bottle of moet
Go cash about 4 checks
Go write till i get moet
I sticks to the code
Reeboks and girbaud
It's all about a mil, these hoes, diamonds, and gold
(chorus)
Say, woday
Ya'll niggas need to have diamonds like me
Woday
Check the woodgrain in the humm-v
Oh, woday
See, us niggas playin' with six figures
Say, woday
Top of the line type niggas
Oh, woday
Ya'll don't have no diamonds like me
Oh, woday
I don't think you drive a humm-v
Say, woday
I'm playin with six figures
Say, woday
Runnin' with top of the line type niggas
Hey, playboy it's like this. say, go get the shovel, man.
Let's go dump all this ice. it's wonderful baby. for real.
Truly marvelous. ya'll tryin to wear me like jeans,
But ya'll need to wear ya'll own, man. c'mon, for 50 man.
17.Try'n 2 Make A Million
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