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BIG TYMERS lyrics : "Big Tymers"

"Big Tymers"(feat. B.G., Lac)


For sure, lil' one
Off top, playboy
Look here

These lil' young jive mother$#&@ers just jumpin' off the

Let me at 'em

Better catch they mother$#&@in' cut, ^!$$%
Look, this block is mine

And I don't need these ^!$$%s playin' with our hoes
'Cause they're my hoes (say, playboy)
I done $#&@ed the whole block already, ya understand

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

(*##$-ass ^!$$%, catch your cut

We got this %#@!, wodie


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' ^!$$%, 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-a-who'n and rattin'
I told the young ^!$$% 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 $#&@ - untamed mother$#&@ers
Jumped off the porch as a young mother$#&@er (What?)
My momma's 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 ^!$$% 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 %#@!

We drive Bentley's and Jags (What?),Corvettes and bikes
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's, too
Them ^!$$%s'll creep, too

They'll slang iron where your family sleep, too
Big Tymers - they thug, too
Them ^!$$%s sell drugs, too

They don't just stunt - Baby and Fresh'll bust, too

[Mannie Fresh + (B.G.)]

Now, I know you been waitin', playa, all night long (For

For me to say, "$#&@ a (*##$," in a tight-ass song (What?)
Well, this the one, lil' daddy: $#&@ that (*##$ ($#&@ her)
Y'all know who I'm talkin' 'bout - she can suck my dick (Eat
They wanna be with a ^!$$% when your money come right (for

When %#@! get bad, them hoes clean outta sight (For real?)
B.G. downed the broad and he passed her to Juvy (What?)
Baby got the (*##$, and he put her in a movie
Triple-X rated (Huh?)

Joe Casey say, "The (*##$ ate it."
Our two D.J.'s say, "The (*##$ can't be faded."
Once again, it's on
The (*##$ jammed up with Stone (Then what?)
Wayne and Turk did the (*##$ when we left her alone

Then the sharks, ^!$$% (Sharks?)
Yes, the sharks, ^!$$% (Yes, the sharks, ^!$$%)
$#&@ed the (*##$ in her $$# in the park, ^!$$% (In the park,
I don't know that lil' ^!$$%, but I'ma pass her to him

Mother$#&@ that dog $$#, jive (*##$: Kim

[Hook (B.G.)]
Big Tymers don't trust hoes
Big Tymers don't love hoes
After they finished with 'em, them ^!$$%s, 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

Big Tymers don't trust hoes
Big Tymers don't love hoes

After they finished with 'em, them ^!$$%s, they'll shove hoes
Big Tymers - they toss hoes
Them ^!$$%s don't brown-nose
They think they all that, they got the whole clique down them


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 $#&@ed up from %#@! 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

[Hook3x (B.G.)]
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 ^!$$%s have it

For sure, ^!$$% (For sure, ^!$$%)
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
Damn, Baby, you're blindin' me, yeah
You're blindin' me, yeah
Boy, you're blindin' me, yeah
You're blindin' me, yeah
[B.] Turk and Lil' Wheezy
Lil' Wheezy
[B.] To then B.Geezy
To then B.Geezy, to O.Geezy
How you love that
And it's all good, ^!$$% (It's all good, ^!$$%)
[B.] Get your mind right
Get your mind right
Big Tymers been doin' this here (Been doin' this here)
Since '92, ^!$$%
Pimpin' ain't easy (Pimpin' ain't easy)
[B.] Been stun'n
Been stun'n
[B.] Repped out like a mother$#&@er
Number-one stunna, ^!$$%
[B.] Uptown New Orleans, ^!$$%
The world's number-one stunna, and the world's best producer,
The Big Tymers

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