1.Oh Yeah!
Yeah, mmm hmmm
This one goes out to all the pretty young ladies out there
in pretty young lady land mmm hmmm see what I'm sayin
I want you to just peep over your shoulders hunny... ya see
Now lets get it understood (Oh Yeah)
That I'm a treat her real good (Oh Yeah)
And I'm a love her all my life (Oh Yeah)
And keep her flooded with ice (Oh Yeah)
Now just take my hand (Oh Yeah)
You'se my woman I'm your man (Oh Yeah)
Now you the one that I done chose (Oh Yeah)
And I don't love them other hoes (Oh Yeah)
Now make them niggas understand (Oh Yeah)
You already got a man (Oh Yeah)
You need a player that's strong (Oh Yeah)
And that'll never do you wrong (Oh Yeah)
And if them boys try to touch (Oh Yeah)
You should kick them in the nuts (Oh Yeah)
Cause them tittys just right (Oh Yeah)
Make a player wanna bite (Oh Yeah)
Cause I'm your one and only lover (Oh Yeah)
And we gon' have to use a rubber (Oh Yeah)
Now look what we done did (Oh yeah)
Messed around and had some kids (Oh Yeah)
Daddy...You make me feel like a star
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Daddy... Can I get the keys to the car？
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
Daddy it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
Daddy it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
Daddy it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
Daddy it's what ever you wanna do
(Ey, Ey, Ey)
I got swine on the seats (Oh Yeah)
24's on my feets (Oh Yeah) (Lil Ones)
Lets thump in my ride (Oh Yeah)
And mommy stay fly (Oh Yeah)
Boy I'm the nieghborhood king (Oh Yeah)
Y'all know it I'm a cost your king (Oh Yeah)
I mean I say ya love my style (Oh Yeah)
I throw partys buck wild (Oh Yeah)
Daddy I'm the number 1 stunna (Oh Yeah)
And I shine every summa (Oh Yeah)
Boy know I have to change my paint (Oh Yeah)
Cuz that stock shit stink (Oh Yeah)
Ey,Ey, Re-do the inside (Oh Yeah)
25 inch rims in tide (Oh Yeah)
I keep them strapped and shy (Oh Yeah)
New Benz cause mommy so fly (Oh Yeah)
Daddy...You make me feel like a star
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Daddy... Can I get the keys to the car？
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
Daddy it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
Daddy it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you
(Big Tymers, Boo and Gotti alright？)
Daddy it's what ever you wanna do
You rollin' with me, I'm rollin with you (hello, shy-town)
Daddy it's what ever you wanna do
Dude if it's blue it get copped (Oh Yeah)
From the drops to the watch to the rocks (Oh Yeah)
Whoa that block gettin hot (Oh Yeah)
Got those so I'm coppin that yaht (Oh Yeah)
Now I'm frozen like and ice box (Oh Yeah)
Brotha Jacks and the Jordan, Mike hot
And I'm still street my pop (Oh Yeah)
If I'm ever in a tight spot (Oh Yeah)
Yeah I'm rollin with the flyers (Oh Yeah)
Just back seat ridin' (Oh Yeah)
You know nigga be drivin' (Oh Yeah)
Wit two freaks inside it (Oh Yeah)
So we with the Big Tymers (Oh Yeah)
You betta' warn your baby momma'(Oh Yeah)
Cause Boo and Gotti causin' problems (Oh Yeah)
So Just back up off us (Oh Yeah)
2.Still Fly
Whats up Fresh , its our turn baby
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
but thats ok, cause im still fly
got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright cause i'm gon' ride
got everything in my moma's name
but im hood rich da dada dada da
gotcha car play gems on shine, said its mine, get a mink, baby
girl lets ride
You da Numba 1 stunna, and we gonna glide
and go straight to the mall, and turn out the inside
Prowler Gucci full length leather, Burbons cooler, cooly sweater
twenty inches pop my feather, The Bird man daddy i fly in any
weather
Aligator seats with the head in the
inside
Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so Fly
Numba 1 dont tangle and twisle
when it come to these cars i am that nigga
The gucci with the matching interior
3 wheel ride with the tire in tha middle
Its Fresh and stunna and we like brothers,
We shine like paint daddy this our summer
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
but thats ok, cause im still fly
got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright cause i'm gon' ride
got everything in my moma's name
but i'm hood rich da dada dada da
Have you ever seen the crocidile seats in the truck ？
Turn around and sit it down and let em' bite ya butt
See the steering wheel is fenly dash board Armony
With Your baby moma playa is where u can find me
Pushing through the parking lot on 24's Cadilac Escalade with
the chromed out nose
With the navivgation arrow headed straight to your spot
Where your wife really love me cause the sex is so hot
Put the Caddy up, Start the 3 wheel benz
Hyper white lights, ultra violet lens
Suma tuma tires and they gotta be run flat
T.V. where the horn go, boy can you top that ？
I'ma show you some shit when you press that button
The trunk went Eh-eh and all of a sudden
4 15's didnt see no wire's, and then i heard boom from the
amplifiers
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
but thats ok, cause im still fly
got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class
But that's alright cause i'm gon' ride
got everything in my moma's name
but im hood rich da dada dada da
Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins
Impala Loud pipes, Drinkin that Hen
Its the birdy birdy man ill do it again
In the Cadilac truck 24's with 10's
Lookin at my Gucci its about that time
6 bad broads flyin in at 9
New suburban truck with the porno showin'
Up and down and up they go and
Bodies on the Roadster Lexus You know with that hard top beamer
Mommy thats your truck
Im coming up the hood been lovely
New shoes on the whip and i wake up the bubbley
30 lex with convertible top
the rims keep spinnin every time i stop
I got a superman benz that i scored from shaq
With a old school Caddy with a diamond in the back
Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit
Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp
Can't pay my rent, cause all my money's spent
but thats ok, cause im still fly
3.Sunny Day
Just like a sunny day, I'm gon' shine
You betta cover yo face, or you'll be blind
Oh big shiny blades, that's how I ride
Just like a sunny day, watch me shine
Hey, eh, uhn-uhn-ah, uhn-uhn-ah hold on, ro, huh
You see them chrome on dem whodi？
Oooh-wee, bad mother fucker, chrome pipes, and chromed out
mufflers
Paint my cars, and dip these rods
Re-do the inside, cuz stunna gon' ball
Shine my teets, when I hit these streets
Call hot boy Elvin, to slide me a piece
Slipped it girl, fed her some gas
I buh-a burn, I buh-a, buh-a burn ya ass
Brawlers, bars, and marble's garage
Minks on the floor, with them platinum toys
Its 500 degrees, its hot as fuck (uh uh-a, uh uh-a)
Believe me boy, my shit diced up
I stay one way, I play every day
Its February 15th, stunna, hows the day？
Now if you believe, like I believe
We can get to the mountain top
We can achieve what Martin was talkin bout
Whats all the barkin bout？
I'm a man playa, on my two feet, thats how I'm walking out
Alot of these chumps niggas say I just bling too much
But alot of yall ain't doing nothing, y'all just dream too much
And all of y'all niggas ain't coming up to nuttin but a big ole
zero
And in case you didn't know nigga, I'm the hood hero
Its like a sunny day, plus I'm getting money today
With no funny play, cuz I got the gun at my waist
And like stunna say, feeling like a hunter today
Million, mommy fine, but she got bumps in her face
But it ain't nothing but a G thang baby
So I'ma hit it in the back of my Mercedes
We on dubs, its all love, this shit crazy
And Cash Money is the label that made me
Mikkey take em church, its on you what you take from this verse
We like a cedar, we just straight from the dirt
So its in us, we stuck, like its in us to
cock..that..thang..back..and dump
Please, you don't want it wit us
Now they say money makes the world go round
But for the right price,
Stunna said yo girl done with the opposite of up
More than music this is rap hustlin
This is money mackin and publishin
Death before struggling, thats shine daddy
4.Hello
Hello, Hello, Hello
Hello, Hello, Hello
paid
saying rhymes
mouth
bitch
5.Gimme Some
Hey, this song is dedicated to the girl Brenda with the big
breast-eses
In the ass like the black girls, I love you Brenda...
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some？
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb？
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some？
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb？
You told me that we was going to the tele
I told you when I pull up, be ready
Now you said you can't find no one to watch your kids
But why can't you just get a new
Are you gon give me some？
What's wrong？ what happened？ You told me it was crackin'
I got my prophylactics, and why you trippin' on me？
I'm tired of playing games, its been a couple weeks
Hey ma I'm feeling you, you say you feeling me
I just can't understand why we can't get our love on
Girl I want it and quit, I want you to groan
Lets go to the Mo tonight, and lets sip a little mo' tonight
Girl don't say no tonight, you need to give me some
Its 2002, what you gon do？
Your hot in the ass, so let lil' daddy come through
I've been hangin' with shorty for one whole week,
I'm trying to pressure you, its time to freak
Now I've been holding in, and you've been holding out
So why don't you be a nice girl and (Put it in yo mouth!)
Now things don changed, why you actin' strange？
You lettin' that other niggah get in yo brains？
Life is like a movie baby, stick to the script
I'm Dirk Diggle and its time to hit
I ain't tryin to take your man place, hes alright
I'm just trying to stick it to you baby just one night
Well I gotta buy something just for you to try something？
Yeah I'll let you get something just to let me hit something
Now I know your alone when he don't come home
Pick up the phone, now I give you the bone
When the kids asleep, then we can creep
I've been waiting to see you naked baby, one whole week
Time for you to give it up, let a nigga hit it up
Take in on or spill it up, swallow, don't spit it up
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some？
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb？
Oh when, oh when, oh when are you gon give me some？
Hey ma, hey ma, hey ma, when are you gon stop acting dumb？
You told me that we was going to the tele (Yeah, you act like
you don't
remember that though)
I told you when I pull up, be ready (Uh-huh,
uh-huh,uh-huh,uh-huh)
Now you said you can't find no one to watch your kids (Mmm, mmm)
I think you just scared cuz you don't want me to leave (Thats
what it is)
Are you gon give me some？
Now I've been fucking with you for far too long,
And if I don't hit tonight, I know something is wrong
You've been duggin' and divin', just running scared
Like you committed a crime, and I'm the fed
Calm motherfucker over the phone,
But a scary motherfucker when its time to get it on
You be saying freaky shit, really turning me on
Like you swallow n' spit all over the dick
And you be bragging about how them niggas is strong
But the word is out, I'm seriously hung
Right now I'm ready, cuz I'm full of that juice
I'm ready to get you in the bed, and knock something loose
And after that, the balls in your court
We can leave it alone, or we can go back and forth
But first things first, Ima admit
Ima tear your ass up when you let me hit
W,B,I,T,E,C,H, ain't that a bitch radio
Yo check, thats the new jam of the day
The Big Tymers featuring Wolf
Yo Wolf don went from the the keyboards to the mic booth
Wolf rappin now
And thats why you got your ass back in child support court too
Yeah she want some more money now boy, you gotta give it up
You can't go to court with no punk defendant
Why you need Johnny Cochran, you rolling with them Cash Money
Millionaires
now
Hey, big shouts out to Greg Green
This of uhh cases that concentrated titty milk
And big shouts out to all them ladies
gettin ready for amateur night at the Flame
Yo check, if you not ready, stay your ass out the club
6.Big
You know
Do it big nigga
If you don't do nothing do it big, fuck it
Ain't like your stupid ass gonna live twice
Ball like a dawg, nigga fuck it
If you doin it small do it big, know what I'm sayin'
Hey Fresh, what's happenin' with you partna
Big stars, Big cars
Big shows, Big hoes, Big drawers
Big drama with baby mammas
Get a wheels, pay her bills, Big Tymin
Big titties, Big cities
Dike bitches that love eatin' kitties
Big whips with Big clips
Big everything round here, Big dicks
Real niggas, Big niggas
Fuck with us, man, we kill niggas
Big rocks, cooking pods
Crack in a hustla, don't stop
Big screens, we fiends
Fuck it, five NFL teams
Big pieces, Big caprices
Fuck cousins and even nieces
Big bank, Big rank
A lot of vodka, Big drinks
Big pimpin', with no sippin'
Hard on hoes, so bitch keep limpin'
Big trucks, with Big guts
Chromed pipes, we carry Big nuts
Big shows, car shows
I'll be there on the winter, fo sho
Big seats, Big trucks
Gotta have space for Big nuts
Big love, on dubs
My shit - - - - -
Big gut, so what
(she ain't a dime bitch)
I don't really give a fuck
This is for all my niggas
We gon' ride uptown on this one
Big G in a capri
Mac in a clip and sittin' on a C
Big me, Big Seato, Big Elton, Big Tanto
We running streets
Big whop, with Big glocks
Bitch ass fillin' Clarol don't stop
This week, Big freak
Can't talk cause she gots splash on her teeth
Big rims, Big rubbers
Big dicks, Big chicks, my lovers
Big hot, You're not
WWW.BIGCOCK
Big flakes, with Big capes
Fuck it, fuck a police chase
I'm Big Tymin
Big lines
Number 1 stunna daddy it's my time
Big chips, Big dips
I ain't gonna lie the bitch got Big lips
7.Pimpin'
I don't ride white walls its vogues I'm mashing
But I'm +Hood Rich+ nigga tell ya bitch to ask me
Swang yo' ？？ in that brand new Caddy
Seville four door slammed back lil' daddy
Throwing bricks in the cut like a nigga give a fuck
I spunt what you niggas spunt when I was coming up
Its the bling bling king worth mils with nuts
Scored that brand new Benz loud pipes 'em up
Got that Avalanche truck alligator in the trunk
Got the snake in the floor of a Bentley HEADS UP
Them white folks coming lil' dady HOLD UP
Shift it up the block for a nigga can pop
I'm a born hustler but a pimp pimp player
2-G and 2 its Big Tymer year
Doing donuts in the drop top with Cartiers
And I ain't met no nigga with more cars than this player
You don't wanna get it on
You'll get shitted on or spitted on
Reptile boots and suits thats fitted on
Got the bar up in the car with the dranks so I can sit it on
Peanut butter and wood, its still understood
That Im'a P-I-M-P
The M to the A, double N-I-E
Now put yo' feet up on that mank
Take a pull of the stank
And we can do it how it should be done
I treat a bitch like a hoe, a hoe like a slut
A slut like a nut cuz I really don't give a fuck
Now with a dick up in yo' throat can you still sing a note？
Well if you can say I'm the man with the superfly trim
Woah move away young dude you're ruining my mood
Straight mackin to the stackin money bitches and food
Caddilac Buritz big booties and tits
Got twenty bad bitches with the matching outfits
I was the man in kindergarden and a pimp in first
A mack in second grade by third it was worse
A made man in the fourth a don in the fifth
Had the teacher sellin ass when I touched the sixth
Seven eight and nine whatever they had was mine
From tenth to twelfth bling bling ya blind
Now I'm the money foldin phone holdin
two way checkin home wreckin
rent collectin weenie weckin, big pimpin
Love a lotta women, walk with a limp an'
I'll have the snow crabs a bottle of uh um cristal
Some fettacinni and some um let me see what else
Oh and some shrimp
I'm a bird on crew in that Lexus coupe
I left the roof at home let the rain come thru
Don't cry now ma you know how it go
But since ya hair got wet lets smoke some 'dro
Get it right ma and put that Fresh mink on
Them CMC boots with the platinum thongs
I wear enough ice to sit on the throne
And if a nigga come close Im'a go back home
8.Put That Shit Up
Um hmm：fo sho
You can do big thangs when you're the Big Tymers
And even if you ain't nigga just keep grindin' nigga
You really don't have to have golf balls you can have pimples
Ya know？ Just have your game on
Check out the Benz (？？)
Bought a green diamond - 30 carrots for stuntin'
I'm the boss of your ghetto, black crow of this game
Slide me 200 G's and I'll do anything
I'm gonna live it up and all
Mom how your son is known to ball
I put 22's on everything I car
The Jag, the Bentley, Rolls-Royce, the house hold
Hung out with Bobby - Ate breakfast with Whitney
Made it official New York is my city nigga
Got a trophy from the game ya'll know my name
Baby - Number one stunna, caught showing my thang
Got a house on the lake I built from cake
Cooking pies and hustling for (？) flakes
I put dub deuces on the Avalanche truck
I break bruises I don't give a fuck
Say there's some 22's that cost a half-a-mill
When me and Baby be coming through like ya'll rappers for real？
Now I be slinging blocks, totting two twin glocks
Pushing a 600 Benz, rims spin when I stop
Jock, it's alright you see the watch ya'll like
I just got the (？) with the frog lights
Than it's alright kit it with a chrome small pipe
With killer Stone on the left and Hot Boys on right
Nigga I be riding in some Z71 type shit
Limo tinted cause I'm creeping with a fine bright bitch
Aston Martin got a new thing that I just might get
And if Puffy give a party he invite my clique
We gone pop that shit, say wodie where the bottles at？
Hello, this is a stunting bitch holla back
Princess and baguettes to out shine you cock suckers
Riding on some Ferris wheel's - Bigger than a mother fucker!
Rims - 22, chick - 22, take about 22
Playboy, now who the fuck are you？
I'm mister two-door coupes
Is that the cracker-gator boots？
With the two piece Gucci suits
2-way hanging off the loops
Gazigga-zan, gazigga-zigga-zigga-zan
Give me the watch, the bracelet and the chain
Fuck your Bentley - too slow ya heard？
Lamborghini in first 'clock, clock unnn unnn skkkkiiirrrrr!'
You know Mikkey play the Air Ones - loosely laced
So I might lose a shoe when the groupies chase
The group be straight - the truth be I prefer the range
The sex be great but I prefer the brains
We got Dollars by the millions
Shoppers by the buildings
Chances of falling off - slim like Robin Williams
You can find me changing lanes in the Aston
Leaning back with your dame laughing (haha)
9.Lil Mama
Lil mamma you in third, you should be in first
Do your daddy and your mamma know the way that you curse？
Your lying bout' your age and giving up fast
They need to put you back in first you're moving too fast
When you shake it, shake it, shake it - you need to quit
When drop it, drop it, drop it - that ain't the tip
When you twerk it, twerk it, twerk it- that ain't the lick
When you pop it, pop it, pop it- that ain't the shit
See the story take place in the back of the club
About this shorty that I know and we gone call her 'Young Love'
See lil one like pa, he was the neighbor hood baller
Gucci and Lucci drove a candy and prowler
One more thing I forgot to tell
Young one sixteen bro and she burning like hell
Yo my fault, Pa was 26
Now back to the story bout' the little lost chick
Your man got lil one in the V.I.P.
With his hands in her pants going 'You're so sexy'
Your not dumb but your young, you'll believe what your hearing
You gone sex off the X and your homies cheering
What's even sadder you don't even know what you're doing
Hey young world your whole life's ruined
But what you don't know gonna hurt you tonight
You didn't use a rubber and Pa ain't right
Lil mamma you in third, you should be in first
Do your daddy and your mamma know the way that you curse？
Your lying bout' your age and giving up fast
They need to put you back in first you're moving too fast
When you shake it, shake it, shake it - you need to quit
When drop it, drop it, drop it - that ain't the tip
When you twerk it, twerk it, twerk it- that ain't the lick
When you pop it, pop it, pop it- that ain't the shit
Man chill in Miami lil head in the projects
On the passenger side with Tammy in the drop Lexus
Me and Fresh at the light in S500 on dub deuces
Bumping some old Cash Money
Got 10 round my neck, 20 on my wrist
Million dollar nut, million dollar kiss
Pull up in the Lexus, sipping on Don P
Hold on Fresh let me get back to this story
Her Sheila freak dealers that only drive Benz
Her mamma said 'My daughters gonna end up in the pen'
But wodie she'll fuck for ends and clothing
She thought she made more money from tricking and hoing
But when her nigga scored the dope she held the stacks
And when that nigga hit the club they be full of that yak
She a hard headed, with a diamond in her tongue
And a tattoo on her ass saying 'come get some'
Lil mamma you in third, you should be in first
Do your daddy and your mamma know the way that you curse？
Your lying bout' your age and giving up fast
They need to put you back in first you're moving too fast
When you shake it, shake it, shake it - you need to quit
When drop it, drop it, drop it - that ain't the tip
When you twerk it, twerk it, twerk it- that ain't the lick
When you pop it, pop it, pop it- that ain't the shit
Now Stone told me 'Stunna, Kisha wasn't right,
After the Hot Boys had her I fucked the same night'
Now Kisha from Miami ran with Lisa and Candy
Met her at Coco's on the hot strip dancing
Now Trick Daddy told me bout' mom's new clique
But my lil partner Damian wanted to raw-dog the bitch
I'm a three stunna blinder, pop X with the chick
I'm full of the white trying to down this bitch
Slow it down, hold it up, get back to your class
Act your age lil mamma stop shaking your ass
Big wheels, X pills, whatcha know bout' that？
Got the old nigga name tattooed on your back
Bet your mamma don't know that you're fucking and shit
And ever since yay high you've been getting a dick
But it's your life and it's your biz
Four different baby-daddies, get how you live
Lil mamma you in third, you should be in first
Do your daddy and your mamma know the way that you curse？
Your lying bout' your age and giving up fast
They need to put you back in first you're moving too fast
When you shake it, shake it, shake it - you need to quit
When drop it, drop it, drop it - that ain't the tip
When you twerk it, twerk it, twerk it- that ain't the lick
When you pop it, pop it, pop it- that ain't the shit
10.My People
To all my peoples, to all my peoples
To all my peoples, yeeeaaahhh
Together we stand and divided we fall
If niggas get together then we all can ball
Live as one in the project and bump the sound
And eat chicken til the motherfuckin sun come down
We be lickin to the motherfuckin sun go down
Keep stickin to the motherfuckin sun go down
Get dough, and never go down
Never go down, never go down
Look look look
I say niggas stroke crosses to knock these bosses
We can ball together make money take loses
You know the game you gotta pay these cost-es
You win some lose some nigga regardless
Hang on the corner sell crack with straps
Or we can go to the club like pimps and macks
Or we can unite for stripes or just say fuck it
You get down bad bust raps for life
It don't matter to me daddy, you do what you do
I'd 'ave took pennitentary ？transit？ to get this fool
See Im'a flip this money take it to the mall
And open up something and get more money
Like the beauty shop, keeps macs when Im thuggin
Hanging on the block watching for undercovers
Clean a little money, then clean a little money
The rap game ain't for everybody but try something
See see see, check it out
My people need to get it right
We can either get together or we can straight up fight
We can shake hands or we can go to the gun
Divided we fall or we can live as one
You can fuck wit' it or you can leave it alone
And if you don't want piece bring ya jive ass home
And I heard the fake shit that you said in ya song
And I still love the nigga eventhough he was wrong
See, XXL will let you have the cover
If you say some fake shit about ya brother
Thats a petty-ass, spagetti-ass, fake-ass niggas
You don't know whats going on snake-ass niggas
But I'm.. not.. stoppin for y'all
Four 15's keep it knockin for y'all
If that don't work then nigga move on
Get the fuck good luck and I'm glad that you gone
Go down, go down, go down
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