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Artist :Big Tymers
Album :I Got That Work
Title :

Big Tymers

For surelil' one
Off topplayboy
Look here
These lil' young jive motherfuckers just jumpin' off the porch

Let me at 'em

Better catch they motherfuckin' cutnigga
Lookthis block is mine
And I don't need these niggas playin' with our hoes
'Cause they're my hoes (sayplayboy)
I done fucked the whole block alreadyya understand

We don't even want you comin' 'round no more

Bitch-ass niggacatch your cut
We got this shitwodie

Gotta hustle

[verse 1]
[Baby + (B.G.)]
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' niggaGeezysay he needed a stack (For sure)
Fronted my lil' wodie a ounce of crack
The bricks look the samebut them youngsters be strapped
From snortin' dope smokin' momo'sand jackin'
Old folks scared that's why they be snappin' (What?)
callin the lawlook-a-who'n and rattin'
I told the young nigga to learn to mack
Pop in a Too $hort tape

"Born to Mack"

[Baby + (B.G.)]
We hard-headed head bustas
We don't give a fuck - untamed motherfuckers
Jumped off the porch as a young motherfucker (What?)
My momma's dead (what)
My daddy's dead (What?)
My brother's a dope fiendI'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)

[Hook2x (B.G.)]
Big Tymers - they g'stoo
Them niggas'll creeptoo
They'll slang iron where your family sleeptoo
Big Tymers - they thugtoo
Them niggas sell drugstoo
They don't just stunt - Baby and Fresh'll busttoo

[Mannie Fresh + (B.G.)]
NowI know you been waitin'playaall night long (For what?)
For me to say"Fuck a bitch" in a tight-ass song (What?)
Wellthis the onelil' daddy: fuck that bitch (Fuck her)
Y'all know who I'm talkin' 'bout - she can suck my dick (Eat up)
They wanna be with a nigga when your money come right (for real?)
When shit get badthem hoes clean outta sight (For real?)
B.G. downed the broad and he passed her to Juvy (What?)
Baby got the bitchand 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 againit's on
The bitch jammed up with Stone (Then what?)
Wayne and Turk did the bitch when we left her alone
Then the sharksnigga (Sharks?)
Yesthe sharksnigga (Yesthe sharksnigga)
Fucked the bitch in her ass in the parknigga (In the parknigga)
I don't know that lil' niggabut I'ma pass her to him
Motherfuck that dog assjive bitch: Kim

[Hook (B.G.)]
Big Tymers don't trust hoes
Big Tymers don't love hoes
After they finished with 'emthem niggasthey'll shove hoes
Big Tymers - they toss hoes
They don't brown-nose
They think they all thatthey got the whole clique down them hoes

Big Tymers don't trust hoes
Big Tymers don't love hoes
After they finished with 'emthem niggasthey'll shove hoes
Big Tymers - they toss hoes
Them niggas don't brown-nose
They think they all thatthey got the whole clique down them hoes

We put diamondsand Roliesand braceletsand ringsand
necklaceand pendantsand $'sand chainsand
twenty's on Bentley'sand Prowlersand Jaguars
Cadillac'sand Benzesand Beamer'sand fast cars
Houses and mansions with marble and mink floors
Movie-screen TV's with automatic glass doors
Hoes say they love mebut friendships don't lastthough
We rich but we fucked up from shit with the last hoes
The dollar ain't on the chestthe body is still tatted
Ride or die for CMR - get outta lineget battered
Lil' Wheezy more platted
Baby more platted
Big TymersHot Boysand them sharks - they all gatted
My watch thirty karats - Suga Don the grand-daddy
Rapperswhile you're hatin' your carwe now have it
(?) we move packages(?) jack it
Man stood and rest in piece - head bustas was his jackin'
Dogwhen I grow upI wanna be just like me:
A millionairebobbin' his head to a Mannie Fresh beat
And I swear under my shirtJune Miami heat
Around my neck with some fingers'll last 'til January

[Hook3x (B.G.)]
Big Tymers stunt very hard
Drive the finest cars
Big Tymers got that work
Got a Impalaand got it hard
Big Tymers - they live in lavish
Neck and the wrist is platted
Every kind of diamond that they gotthem niggas have it

For surenigga (For surenigga)
B.G. and the fam'
If you gotta be a B.T.
[B.] It's like bein' a H.B.
A H.B.
[B.] Ya understand
Ya understand
Ya undersmell that
Ya gotta go get it
DamnBabyyou're blindin' meyeah
You're blindin' meyeah
Boyyou're blindin' meyeah
You're blindin' meyeah
[B.] Turk and Lil' Wheezy
Lil' Wheezy
[B.] To then B.Geezy
To then B.Geezyto O.Geezy
How you love that
And it's all goodnigga (It's all goodnigga)
[B.] Get your mind right
Get your mind right
Big Tymers been doin' this here (Been doin' this here)
Since '92nigga
Pimpin' ain't easy (Pimpin' ain't easy)
[B.] Been stun'n
Been stun'n
[B.] Repped out like a motherfucker
Number-one stunnanigga
[B.] Uptown New Orleansnigga
The world's number-one stunnaand the world's best producernigga
The Big Tymers


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