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BIG TYMERS lyrics : "How U Luv That"

Awww man, Man I sure believe this one here man, gon' be so
I know everyone out there gon' hafta love this one, ya heard


[Verse 1]

Now, who the $#&@ cars for days
Crazy hoes and momos with the 20 inch blaze
Picture me and the missus driving Expeditious

The backstabbin' friends blowin' kisses
Chrome-struck (*##$es, wood grain wenches
Leather seats, la la la, anything else itches

I done done it, the Bubble IGS 300
Anything else around here, playboy I run it
Bought the black Yukon, new Storm, microwave with futons

She not white, unh unh, she Cub-an
Karats on my fingers, $#&@in' R&B singers
1998 Lexus, dickslangers

Nuts-hang-us from South American
Don Perrion, Mil cousin, move on
Can you top-uh

^!$$% with a Calico to helicopter
Move, shake, shove that
Ask yourself ^!$$%, "How you luv that?"

How you luv that? 20 cars on chrome, ^!$$%

How you luv that? 20 shows in the dome, ^!$$%
How you luv that? 20 hot girls to bone, ^!$$%
How you luv that? BRRTTT! 20 Primeco phones 2x

[Verse 2]
^!$$%, how you gon' tell me that %#@! ain't changed

When ^!$$%s used to play curls now the playin' braids
And In my crib I got an elevator $#&@in' with these hoes

With alligator pillows cases in my bed
I gotta scream, "Cheese-y" so bad
Playboy, I had to get approval from the city and the

mother$#&@in' feds
I said $#&@ these white folks 'til I'm dead
Cause I'ma ball 'til I fall and spend 20 G's at the mall

Now playboy, you can tell me how you luv that
I bought my son a rolex with diamonds embezzle
When 9 months, a Cash Money medallion with 20 diamonds in each

letter, son
So peep this, ^!$$%
I got a million dollars worth of cars all on chrome, can you

compete with
That's beautiful, these 6 ties with that Range Rover

Earrings costing 15 G's with T.V.'s
^!$$%, I'm trying to put a screen on the hood of the Humvee
With my face on top, ^!$$%, can you see me?

I got so much money, I'll never do time
I'll play them white (*##$es like they play me at all times
I got 20 G's to put on they leather seat

Or for all the !@%!e chargin', 3-time felon on one rap sheet
What the $#&@ I look like? Choppin' tree and pickin' cotton
When I should be $#&@in' hoes and money clockin'

I'ma Big Tymer, ask Lac, you can believe that
Playboy, ^!$$%, tell me how you luv that?



Baby, what you mean that Juvenile ain't bout matin'?
You besta get yo' mind right and go ahead with that hea-din'
What? You must think these diamonds ain't real or sumpin,

All of this shinin' gon' get me killed for nothin' huh?
^!$$%, $#&@ that, I'ma ball 'til I fall from Carolton by the

lake to General
So baby, buy me Cristal, shiny jewel

Hit the caddilac, 2 wheel with 20 inches
Rolex with diamond bezzles, 20 G cel
My floor shinin' from mar-ble, cross-connect
In my position, we make nothin' but G's
If you rich, then you belong got CMB

Don't hate us ^!$$%, cause we beatiful, ^!$$% please
You think I'm stun'n now, just wait 'til I come back with them
^!$$%s fear this, they hate, but they don't come near this
I done wrote a song about the (*##$es, you wanna hear this?

They say Juvenile, you mother$#&@er, you off the heesy
I got these hoes #~!!@ poppin' tell they cheesy and greasy
Can you see me in that Bubble I, how you luv that?
Can you see me in that BMW-ah, how you luv that?

[Chorus the Lil' Wayne talks til end]

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