Big Tymers - I Got That Work (2001) by Big Tymers (보컬) on maniadb.com

Ooooohhhhh, what, what, what
Ooooohhhhh, yeah

Verse 1 (Manny Fresh)
I..fuck..these...hoes
Af-ter...our shows
Big dicks... we slang
Freak bitch... do ya thang (do yo thang)
Benz, Vettes, Hummers, Jets
Ro-lex... mo' sex
Television... head rest
Twenty inches... nothin less
Every-day..... iced..... out
Nigga play....lights out
M... period... Fresh, comma
Yo wife is my......baby mama
God.......damn mother-fucker
She's uh....good dick sucker
What...the....fuck
Hold on.....everybody (Scribbles)
Get yo' roll on

(Chorus)4x
Everybody get yo roll on
Everybody get cha motherfuckin roll on
What

Verse 2 (Baby)
Beatrice...bitch please
You....know....who I.....be
Nothin else.....none other
The...number one...stunner
Nigga...I pimp hoes
Fuck....toss....flip hoes
Show them....bitches no...love
Ridin 2g lacs on......dubs
Ounces....quarters....halves...bricks
Nigga I done sold all that shit
soon as....my tour stop
Bought five Bentley Zoras.....props
TV's must...buttons must....
CMB...platinum plus
What the.....fuck...hold on
(Scribbles)
Everybody get yo' motherfuckin roll on

(Chorus)

Verse 3 (Manny and Baby together)
I...like...loud pipes
Big..rims....mo ice
V-twelves...or better
No...itch....strictly leather
Playstation....DVD's
Don't worry about yo bitch
She comin wit' me
Leavin stickers on the Bentley
To show the price
Arm out the windows
Just to floss my ice
Fresh....wait hold up
Thats that bitch....we fucked
Nigga.....what yo bank bout

The mew part
is Dog i've been....lost count
Pop that Crist'.. pop that Mo'
Slap that bitch.....punch that hoe
What the fuck....hold on
Everybody get yo motherfuckin roll on

(chours)


Its slap that bitch not slam

Verse 1:(Mannie+Baby) If the bitch you wit give some f**ked up head
(Lil Wayne) They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If you ask for the pussy and she always in the red
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If yo (?) try to make you pee in the car
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga try to stick a big dick in yo butt
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga throwin up and ain't full of that puff
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga runnin up and ain't got his guns up
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga sellin crack and ain't packin a gat
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga ain't f**kin his bitch from the back
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga break in yo shit and steal yo stash
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If you unlock yo do and find me hittin dat ass
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If ya boyriend f**k around with another bitch
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
On top of that the nigga burned u and gave u the itch
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't

Chorus:(lil Wayne) No n-no no no, no n-no no no, no n-no no no, no he didn't

Verse 2: If a cat got a lac without bows to match
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga stole some keys and the bullshits whack
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
My nigga hit the boat wit 10 G's stacked
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
My nigga bought a car and can't even rap
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga come around and try to lay you down


They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga not in same from uptown
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a cat try to make you snort a lil bit o brown
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga ridin at you and ain't got no sound
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't

(Chorus)

Verse 3: If a block wit (?) the cause a nigga bought a jag
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
I'ma 3 time loser and I'm shootin this gat
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
Game rap, game spit nigga understand that
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
I f**k a niggas bitch in his house like that
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a nigga try to come on yo set and run shop
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If a hoe gotta go and a nigga say no
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If his bitch ass stank he won't get popped
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't
If you don't want trouble nigga get off the block
They be like no n-no no no no he didn't

(Chorus)

(lil Wayne): Big Tymers Lil Wayne be like no n-no no no no he didn't

(Mannie): Now when you find out that ain't yo kid you be like no n-no no no aah shit! Now for these broads out here thinkin niggas gon by them meals, gettin them wheels, hookin them hoes up wit bills it be like no n-no no I ain't!! If I could I would, but I can't so I ain't. The sad thing about it you hoes gon have to do without it. In the 2G I'm all about my muthaf**kin self. Self I'm all about you in the 2G. It's all about me, myself, and I. F**K A HOE

Right on dere.

[Mannie]
I done teached and talked
Walked away and fought
Went from cussin and bustin
Hustle from day to dark
Turned nothin to somethin
Introduced to stunnin
In my life In my life
I done caused some hurt
And I done did some good
Said I can't even when I could
I was stopped and tested fingerprinted and arrested
In my life In my life
Just say no when I really meant yes
I'm gon smoke all night til it hurt my chest
Slim told me over the years that shit gon tear up careers
In yo life In yo life
What'chu gon do when snakes come to yo crew
I'm a get on my knees and ask the Lord please
Separate good from fake and the love and the hate
In my life In my life

[B.G.]
I mean fuck I done had a rough life you know what I'm sayin
B.G. lived that thug life
I done done it all in my life
I done done time
I done lived in group homes
I been on the third floor of hospitals
I mean it's just been a stuggle for me
But now I'm on top you know what I'm sayin
And it ain't to turnin back
And I take chances in whatever I do
Cuz if I don't take chances I don't see the life after all

[Mannie]
The night in the Rover
When the niggas came over
You went out like a soldier
And I still can't get over
What fake bitches done done
Got me clutchin my gun
In this life In this life
I used to wonder why
All the good niggas die
Why some soldier gotta suffer
And mothers gotta cry
Why my daddie gotta lie
Cuz he don't even try to be
In my life In my life
Take care of your crib
Where you lay down and live
Forget and forgive cuz you done put it through some shit
Had yo daughter and yo son
Been down since day one
In yo life In yo life
What the fuck is wrong you don't understand this song
Tell yo momma you love her before she dead and gone
Nigga that don't quit that's some real ass shit
In this life In this life

[Juvenile]
Man I mean me Juvenile drugs tore my family up
I'm from the projects so you know I just realized
What it means to be successful
Cuz I been through all kinds of shit man bullshit
And I live through Baby, Slim and the Lord to help me
And I came to them as a real nigga
And I said look dog I'm tired of livin like this man

[Baby]
I had pounds of coke
I had money to blow
I had a felony charge
I had to fight in the court
I had warrant reports
Shot up cars before
In my life My life
I got kids to feed
I got niggas to watch
I need a hundred mil
I need to get off the block
Wear soldier Rees
In the gamblin spot
In my life My life
I could cook it and cut it
I could bag it and move it
I could toat in the budget
Got money to prove it
I done flood the public
Hope Beatrice'll do it
In my life My life
Now my name is Baby
But the call me Bubba
Ain't a bitch that I know that can say that I love her
Gettin pussy from a boss bitch wearin a rubber
In my life My life
Let me stunt and shine
Let me bling and floss
Let me ride without the law always searchin my car
I just wanna chill fuck bitches and play
In my life My life
Hoes cry in my world give me that Baby shit
Goin to the people knowin that they made me and shit
You just don't know what I go through
In my life My life
I got Bentlys and Jags got Prowlers and Vets
Got Benjamins, Hummers, Cadillacs and vests
Condos and houses Cardiers and Rovers
In my life My life
I got cars and broads with money to make
I got that brown wall and that white gate
Got bitches and hoes love that platinum and gold
In my life My life

[Turk]
Beautiful Baby what's happenin
This Lil Turk you heard me
One of the Original Hot Boys
I done did it all you heard me
From runnin through cuts and hallways
Runnin through projects bustin heads
Yeah that's that lil nigga Turk
Young and Thuggin you heard me
I know you gonna let me do what I do
Don't hate me cuz I'm beautiful you heard me
We on top now nigga no longer livin that trife-life
you heard me
Respect and a check we ain't doin nothin but poppin
bottles and fuckin hoes
You heard me, makin money that's all nigga Uh-huh

(Baby {talking})
Believe it, playboy
You know we the # 1 stunnas
How you diggin' that, nigga
Look, look-

(Baby {verse 1})
Went to Miami - bought a Lam', and sure 'nough
My Bentley, Fresh Bentley on twenty-inch dubs
Monte Carlo's, Cadillac's, and Jags
If it ain't a V-8, that shit ain't fast
Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
Neighborhood superstars, cars, and broads
Everybody wan' fuck a Hot Boy
Mercedes trucks
Lexus trucks
Cadillac trucks
All the best for your buck
Six TV's with DVD's
Twenty-G's worth of sound so a nigga can hear me
We shine and floss
We pay the boss
Ten-G's a night - we buyin' the ball
But one thing, nigga: things ain't changed
Find me at a second line doin' my thing
I'm rockin' ice
I pocket pipe
Corner pocket goin' down - we gon' be there tonight
It's wall-to-wall
Killers and dogs
Niggas actin' crazy - they ready to ball
They shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at Melph
Shoutin' at Yo, everybody to the south
They shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at Melph
They shoutin' at Yo, everybody to the south
See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit
You get outta line, we'll kill you quick
See, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shit
You get outta line we'll kill you quick

(Hook (Baby + Mannie Fresh)
(Baby) Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
(Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
Shorty, shit don't stop - nigga, keep it real

(Baby) Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
(Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
Nigga, shit don't stop - playa, keep it real

(Lil' Wayne)
Look,
Now who Whee?
The nigga ridin' top-down in the two-seat
You see more diamonds than they got on Blue Streak
You know it's Lil' Wheezy goin' off
Slim and Baby bought him somethin' new he showin' off
I will buy Bentley - body real wide
Sixteen with no license - still drive
That's a wild fella
Watch your wife - I'll sell her
I'm up in the 2000 Kompressor - loud yellow
Dubs on skinnies - yeah, killin' ya
Pop the hood, souped up with a twelve-cylinder
Niggas ridin' big body Benz - stop it
I'll pull up next to 'em in a Lam' - top this
I know they be like, "Man, them boys got to stay home."
Different color Hummers lookin' like a box of crayons
Open up the back - sound got they damn head achin'
Me - I'm in the back seat playin' a Playstation
What!

(Hook (Baby + Mannie Fresh)
(Baby) Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
(Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
Nigga, shit don't stop - playa, keep it real

(Baby) Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
(Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
Wodie, shit don't stop - we gon' keep it real

(Mannie Fresh)
That remote - hand it here
Trucks with chandeliers
He don't have America Online up in here
Lay it down when I park it
Iceberg carpet
Standin' 'cross the street sayin', "Watch me start this."
Ascursion from thirty feet away
Lil' niggas go and say, "How the fuck he did that?"
"You heard where he live at?"
"Piranhas and iguanas - marble and glass."
"The bottom of his swimmin' pool said, 'KISS MY ASS'."
Niggas motherfuck it
I take the St. Bernard project and gut it
and make it into one big crib
And when you pass in separate ward, scream out,
"That's where Mannie Fresh live!"
Three-piece livin' room set in the back of the Caddy
Plus the alarm that say, "I love you, Daddy."
VCR - nigga, please - unhook it
Run the DVD when the satellite crooked
Honey, what you mean you ain't never seen
a big-screen in the back of the Navigator that's green?
Chromed-out amplifiers
Twenty-two inch tires
I don't want them - I want the fiber optic wires
I'm so hot I'm responsible for forest fires

(Baby)
What?

(Mannie Fresh)
How you love that

(Hook (Baby + Mannie Fresh)
(Baby) Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
(Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
Wodie, shit don't stop - we gon' keep it real

(Baby) Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
(Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
Wodie, shit don't stop - y'all keep it real

(Baby) Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
(Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
Shorty, shit don't stop - let's keep it real

(Baby) Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
(Fresh) Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals still
Man, shit don't stop - keep it real

(Mannie Fresh + Baby) {talking})
(Fresh)
Understand
We gon' keep this real
Goin' into 2001 on up to 3000
I'ma (?), I ain't goin' nowhere

(Baby)
For sure, Fresh
Without a doubt, playboy

(Fresh)
I meant that shit
Ball 'til you fall

(Baby)
Believe that, nigga

(Fresh)
They gon' clone my ass
It's gon' be (B.) Huh?) about eight of me, you see what I'm sayin'

(Baby)
Without a doubt

(Fresh)
They can't get rid of me
Feel that shit
And I'm gone
You can't kiss me, but you can kiss my chain
(B.) Without-)
You can kiss my watch
(B.) Lick the ice)
You can kiss my belt
(B.) Lick the ice)
You can kiss my shoes
But don't put your lips on me
(B.) Ice everywhere)
It ain't like that

(Baby)
We gon' dip 'em platinum, playboy

(Fresh)
{blows kiss} Ahhh, good night

(Baby)
Dip one up
We gon' dip one up platinum
Right now
If y'all can see, you gon' see
nothin' but a brown-skin nigga
dip platinum
Grill platinum
Nothin' but ice
Nothin' but ice
Ice everywhere
Ten karats in my grill
And I keeps it real
How you love that nigga

[Mannie Fresh {talking}]
Turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up

(Hook2x [children])
Ten ways to a G
Three situations - pay attention to me

[Fresh] Yeah, yeah
[children] Ten!
[Fresh] First, ya gotta go get the chips
Scope out the section, tell 'em, "Go get the bricks."
[children] Nine!
[Fresh] Then ya gotta find a place to meet
You better bring your heat 'cause them villains ain't sweet
[children] Eight!
[Fresh] Ya better let your chick drop to get 'em
And follow that broad to make sure them people not with 'em
[children] Seven!
[Fresh] Don't bring (?) around your house
Cause you don't want that heat pepper nowhere round your house
[children] Six!
[Fresh] See how it come back before you start
And if it come short bring back everything you bought
[children] Five!
[Fresh] Wait, if lil' daddy on the street
Cut the cake, hit the hood the next day about eight
[children] Four!
[Fresh] And if you can't move it all, call your dog
Jam him up, and tell him, "Fool, me and you about to ball."
[children] Three!
[Fresh] Split it up - four quarters-a-piece
And if y'all do that everyday, that's fifty-six-a-week
[children] Two!
[Fresh] When the money start comin', keep sellin'
Don't buy nothin' special unless you got good credit
[children] One!
[Fresh] Make sure you put some money aside
And in a month call the man and tell him, "Bring a extra five."

(Hook2x [children])
Ten ways to a G
Two situations - pay attention to me

[children] Ten!
[Fresh] Gotta floss everyday of my life
Forget the price - get the ice, hit the club every night
[children] Nine!
[Fresh] Buy the ball, let 'em know you a star
When everybody come outside to see the dubs on your car
[children] Eight!
[Fresh] They gon' hate - so keep that tool
Scratch off and holler out the window, "Boy, I'm a fool!"
[children] Seven!
[Fresh] When ya meet, take a broad to plug
And make sure that chic was the baddest broad in the club
[children] Six!
[Fresh] Lay it down when you're comin' around - bumpin' the sound
Got the truck touchin' the ground
[children] Five!
[Fresh] 2000 Range Rover, you see
Leather, wood, television all over it, B.
[children] Four!
[Fresh] Watch bracelet - wodie, shop daily
Everything them wannabe's got, I played it
[children] Three!
[Fresh] Two dice on the block - keep it real
Bet the house that's about two-point-five-mill
[children] Two!
[Fresh] Keep cheddar - what you got, I can match it
Ride everything chrome, rock everything platinum
[children] One!
[Fresh] Keep shinin' 'til it burn me out
But never ever let the money, baby, turn me out

(Hook2x [children])
Ten ways to a G
One situation - pay attention to me

[children] Ten!
[Fresh] Tell a broad, "Everything for free.
You can shop 'til you drop, shorty, all on me."


[children] Nine!
[Fresh] Number ten ain't nothin' but a lie
Don't buy the broad nothin', and I'm 'bout to tell you why
[children] Eight!
[Fresh] Sell the skank a dream bigger than life
And she gon' stick around for the shoppin' spree, alright
[children] Seven!
[Fresh] Tell your broad you know me, and we jam tight
And you like what I like, and you gon' be alright tonight
[children] Six!
[Fresh] Nine times outta ten I went out with the broad you with
But that shouldn't stop you from doin' what you do, slick
[children] Five!
[Fresh] Then turn to her - tell her you love her, and don't laugh
And if I had a penny, baby, then you got half
[children] Four!
[Fresh] What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yurn
And you got it right now -
and that'll leave a-thousand dollars to my tax return
[children] Three!
[Fresh] At this point, if you love me,
you'll make my fantasies come true
And if she say, "What it is?" -
To sleep with your sister and you
[children] Two!
[Fresh] Don't love these (?) - love yourself
And if you pay attention to this you'll have plenty of wealth
[children] One!
[Fresh] I'm done, and I ain't got nothin' else to say
'Cause I can't think of nothin' to rhyme with this shh..
y'all have a nice day

[children] Ten ways to a G
[Mannie Fresh] Good night, everybody
[children] Ten ways to a G
[Mannie Fresh] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[children] Ten ways to a G

[Mannie Fresh]
What?
What?
Now looky here

[children]
Ten ways to a G

[Mannie Fresh {talking}]
I gave you three situations
And ten ways to deal with it
You see what I'm sayin'
If you apply that to your everyday-life
whether you slingin', you dig
Ballin'
Or playin' on broads
You, too, can be scraped
I said scraped - that's right - scraped
See what I'm sayin'
And these (?)
I mean, we gotta get together - marry yourself, man
'cause ain't nobody gon' care 'bout yourself but yourself
Know what I'm sayin'
Go marry yourself, go on a honeymoon - treat yourself
I mean, 'cause can't nobody cheat on theyself
You gon' be with yourself, but you can't cheat on yourself
You know what I'm sayin'
Man, that's ballerrific
Stuntastic
And I like to say one more time: good night
Mmm-hmm
And tell myself, "Self, I am so enfatuated with you."

[self]
Hey, thank you
I'm enfatuated with you, too

[Mannie Fresh]
Good night, self

[self]
Good night
Good night, Mannie
I love you

[Baby]
For sure, lil' one
I know what you're goin' through to shine
Niggas pullin' off all type of shit
But, look: if you don't know what you're doin',
you'd better catch the sideline
Catch the sideline

Nigga, the block look the same - it's just crack and cocaine
Niggas losin' but we still maintainin'
Livin' life like a penitentiary with a ki in my hand
Knockin' project bricks
Flippin' chickens, and movin' out quick
Hard-hustlin' 'cause we love slingin' this white shit
S.S., Monte Carlo's, hard-tops - we love that shit
'Bout two-hundred thugs with this clique
We multiply everyday for the bullshit
For the hood shit
Burned down buildin's ain't no good, slick
Niggas pullin' auctions on they own cars to get money quick
Then we dippin' and dabbin'
Goin' back to the labbin'
Lil' niggas payin' me for cookin' they slabbin'
Cook a brick and make it out a brick-and-halfin'
Chargin' them young g's ten G's for cookin' they slabs
Say, lil' wodie, I gots to have it

(Hook - 4x [Juvenile])
It's a hard life we livin' - they 'bout they drama
We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas

[Lil' Wayne]
Look
Look
On the streets it ain't sweet
They be (?)
It's not a game, homeboy - this ain't the NFL
Him just (?) from rippin' with the mid-deck twelve
Hit the block in twin-SL's, and spit at gals
You get that, pal?
Once it's war, nigga, skip town
'Cause if I don't do it, be swimmin' with fish, clown
Now, crack a whole chick down, sell it in quarters
If the drama happen to hit town, I'm 'nappin' your daughter
If the broad try to flip out, I'm cuttin' her water
If your boys try to help out, I'm killin' they fathers
When and wherever
What and however - you bring it good
I'll have your mom singin' "Hmmm hmm hmmm"
Cause nowadays lot of niggas got coward ways
So I ride with K's to knock off the side of heads
But I'm tryin' to stay man, I'm tryin' to stay focused
What I'm tryin' to say we gon' bust it wide open!

(Hook - 4x [Juvenile])

[Mannie Fresh]
What
What
Pimps, playas, riders, rollers, hustlers
Gangstas, thugs, criminal motherfuckers
Hit it, quit it, fuck it, leave it, flee
No evidence at your residence - that's me
Black, ugly, mean, sheisty bastard
Preachers and teachers sayin', "I'm surprised you lasted."
Guns, drugs, bitches hot sex
Weed, crack, heroin - what's next?
Feds, cops, killers politicians
Hookers, hoes, (?) all on missions
Crooks, mayors, presidents, and leaders
N-double-A-CP, rednecks, and meat beaters
Mommas, baby-mommas, aunties and cousins
Scatter sites, knocked-out lights, projects by the dump
And cars, broads, murders ghetto life
I went through all that shit
for platinum ringers and a little bit of ice

(Hook - 4x [Juvenile])

[Juvenile]
I've been blessed
I thank the Lord everyday
for gettin' me from 'round these devils in these dark hallways
How the fuck you gonna help me when I don't care?
Niggas see me front it all - they just look and stare
And talk about how it should be and how it could be
Bentley in my basement - ain't nobody understood me
Take care of your people like you take care of your kids
'Cause money ain't shit when you don't know how to live
And niggas gon' pretend to be your friend when they ain't
You expect 'em to be there until the end, but they can't
Now, how many of you can say you're a real nigga?
Play the Prowler, but scared to go in the field with ya
You gon' know your nigga - he gon' be there, still with ya
Whether if it's talkin' or slingin' the steal with ya
Don't answer nobody questions
Gotta turn to the Lord with a confession

(Hook - 4x [Juvenile])
It's a hard life we livin' - 'cause they 'bout they drama
We earn stripes from killin' - attack like piranhas

[Juvenile]
Listen,
It's a fresh package I got - why not move it
Keepin' it in the house 'll have the Feds locked to it
Business as usual is goin' on in the slums
We want the whole cake, nigga - we don't want no crums
Stupid shit - we avoid it
Dope - we exploit it
Had our shit tight bitches done destroyed it
Now niggas gettin' out lookin' for employers
Made a deal with the D.A. and the lawyer
Swearin' he would never tell - put it on his daughter
Sayin' he was outta town - nigga crossed the border
Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat
I'll send another nigga out to handle beef for me
It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week
Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me
And if he hand me his business, I'ma make sure he's straight
The only nigga out the project Magnolia with weight

(Hook [Turk])
Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

We hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

[B.G.]
Started out with a seven-gram quarter, flipped to half-a-ounce
Tryin' to keep clothes on my daughter and food in her mouth
It don't stop from sun-up to sun-down - I'm on the grind
In two weeks I was workin' a 16-25
Tryin' to get it - only thing in my vision is ballin'
Jumpin' out a 500-S class on brodders
So you only had a nickel like me hustlin' hard
'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters
Not a taker I'm scarred from (? ?)
Swore he was gon' front just bringin' his shit
Now I got a quarter ki - broke it down to six and two quarters
It's cooked already - I got these niggas runnin' like water
Slowly, I'm comin' up - scorin' a ounce since fronted nine
Had this nigga - only said what they workin', the block is mine
Got hustlin' skills in my blood - come from my pa
That's how I know the game 'cause at a young age I was taught

(Hook2x [Turk])
We hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

[Baby]
Brother, you my hustler, and K.C. my killer
Michael, (?), Curl, y'all lay back and peep these niggas
Dubbed all and wide open (whatever) whatever, my nigga
Big (?) grab the glock out to shoot, my nigga
Then if it go down, I know you're ridin', nigga
But it's cool - I lost some hot boys, my nigga
But I'm a fool untamed by the children in this game
Tre, go grab them things, we gon' get paid, man
Joe Casey know a nigga wan' buy some things
I start in the hood, I keep it real with my goods
Lac, hurry up back, I know a nigga wan' buy some crack
Smack a whole brick on that bitch when it come back
Stone, you play the cuts and watch my back
Magnolia Shorty, take these stacks and meet me at the shack
I'm 'bout to go to a car lot on veterans, black
And buy that new black-on-black 2G Cadillac

(Hook [Turk])
Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

We hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play

[Mannie Fresh]
What
What
What
Remember when shit was a easy task
Back in the days that passed
When bitches use to cut class
Just to let a dumb nigga hit that ass
Now everything fucked up
Sure virgin pussy gon' cost you a-hundred bucks
Nigga, that use to be the man shit outta luck
Young niggas walkin' 'round with that duck
Some say, "Play with your nose."
Some say, "Fuck them hoes."
Some say, "You're fat. Work out and get a six-pack."
I say, "Fuck all that, I'd rather have six facts."
Young niggas done drove me to pack a heater
Fuck drawin' up the meat beaters
They tryin' to defeat us
Move us out and delete us
Erase us niggas from the face of the earth
Put your dick in the dirt
No how, no way, daddy, it won't work
I refuse to be a statistic
DNA ballistic
With a closed casket
'Cause some young nigga blasted my brains on the side
Lil' daddy, I'ma swing wide and let everything out here feel me
You ain't gon' do it - old age gon' kill me

{Chorus}
Play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on
Play on, play on, play on
To the players
Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on
Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on
Pimp on, pimp on, pimp on
To the players
Roll on, roll on, roll on
Roll on, roll on, roll on
Roll on, roll on, roll on
To the players
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
Ride on, ride on, ride on
To the players

{Baby}
For sure lil' one
Benz 600 on dubs my man
Playing TVs and DVs these niggas ain't playing
20 inch. change the paint I'll do that quick
Doing donuts in the Lam get your roll on slick
Bought a brand new car
Steering wheel in the middle
With the passenger side on both sides my nigga
Got a brand new Jag with a brand new Vet
Going to the MGM six to point nigga bet
Got a brand new house with my platinum mouth
Got 500 chicken and I'm fronting em' out
Got 5 bad bitches till' I turned em' out
Got 5 new cars till' I burnt em' out
I got a Rover with 8 tires a Jag with 6
Got the matching Benz wagon with Lorenzo kit
Got a cell-phone sattelite I love this shit
Drive a 2002 Lexus coupe you bitch
Play boy

(Chorus)

{Mannie Fresh}
I'ma get it how I live and by me a quater
And put about 10 inches up in somebody daughter
I'm M.F. nigga
Nothin less nigga
Running in a race with me
You gotta catch your breath nigga
I love sex nigga
Got a complex nigga
Got your head hurting, taking contracts nigga
Y'all doing good lil' one
I'm doing better
Your 2000 got cloth interior, mine got leather
See hit her get her grab her man I get with her
Split her quit her jab her man in a shit her
Doing like it should be done
I'm the mack
Make it feel just like a gun
Up in your back
Tell the truth I know you know baby
I don't need em
Ask a bitch or ask a hoe just how I treat em
You handcuffing these broads
Bring them hoes up in for questioning
Captain save a broad find another profession
Like

(Chorus)

{Baby}
Ha bro
Catch me getting out my Rover
With ice all over
With a pair black Girbauds
And some fresh white Soldiers
I'm the #1 hoe bitch you know who I am
Got about a 150 worth a shit in my hand
Got about a 150 hard bricks in the van
With about a 150 nasty bitches my man
It's that hot boy Atrice no one do it harder
A block off the interstate
Doing donuts in my Ferrari

{Mannie Fresh}
Now why you over there looking at me?
Could I be the player that you trying to be?
I been pimping young stuns since 83
Ask your mamma and they mammas
Sonny they know me
#1 reppers, hot like pepper
Flossy type steppers, dog bitch check us
I heard you gone persue her
She telling the world you chew her
Yeah I screw then let the hot boys do her

(Chorus)

(B.G.)
What's happenin', nigga
B.Geezy, Baby, Mannie Fresh, nigga
Big Tymers, nigga
You know we be stun'n our ass off, ya heard me

(Bling, -ling, -ling)
You know me and my clique stand out
It's bling-a-ling every time we stick our hand out
Eyes can't take it - motherfuckers turn they head around
I gotta laugh 'cause the neck, too, look like a glass house
Man, that ice the motherfucker
Don't forget the whip - twenty-inches and TV's
Navigation system, Dreamcast, all in the Bentley
Everyday of the week I be jumpin' in somethin' different
Bikes, Lexus Trucks - everyday I be switchin'
My big round, Baby, taught me how to lay my stunt down
Come 'round the corner once, leave, switch up, come back around
You know how it go down on a Sunday uptown
Wrist hangin' out the window of the Jag with the top down
Later on that evenin', corner pocket off the chain
But I advise you: don't come around without that thing
'Cause them vultures be out and believe they be jackin'
But they know I'm a made nigga - I still be stuntastic

(Hook - 2x (B.G.)
It's stuntastic
Straight out the plastic
If they got drastic
Big Tymers is off the heezy
It's ballerific
Cash Money gifted
It's very hard to look at them princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

(Baby)
I ride top-notch shit, nigga, all the hot shit
On a Sunday I pull out all my drop-top shit
I be stun'n
Step in the club and buy the vault
I know them hoes be lookin' - that's why I play this game raw
It's just in me to be the nigga that I be
Call me Atrice, call me Bryan, Bubble, or B.
You know who I am
You know Cash Money my fam'
Who else could it be with me and Geezy spinnin' that Lam'
Rockin' that ice, poppin' that cham'
Jumpin' out in front a warehouse dressed in Hot Boy wear
Glock on my side - you know we ain't gettin' checked at the door
Get outta line, we leave a nigga brains on the dance floor
Back to the coffee cup and drop the ice
Shake it up
When it come out, it's gon' fuck your eyes up
Like I said last time: I don't need no introduction
I'm the number-one when it come down to the stun'n

(Hook - 2x (B.G.)
It's stuntastic
Straight out the plastic
If they got drastic
Big Tymers is off the heezy
It's ballerific
Cash Money gifted
It's very hard to look at these princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

(Mannie Fresh)
Lil' one, I been paid
Two-thousand-ten escalade
Did I tell you how the seats made
Crocodile and mink suede
I touch y'all niggas' arms with candy-coated choppers
I fed these hoes fettuccini while you was feedin' 'em whoppers
I could take the ugliest bitch and turn her into somethin'
And take a whack-ass track and have that bitch bumpin'
Nigga, Liberacci ain't got nothin' on me
I got one diamond, and one ring bigger than your whole future, g
Shorty, you ain't heard the news? I'm ridin' on twenty-twos
I take the groom bride and give that hoe the blues
My neck on another level
My life on another level
Alright, you got a Benz - and, nigga, I'm pushin' the space shuttle
Bitch, please
My bank account Hercules

(B.G.)
It's, zero, zero, zero, comma, zero, (comma),
stop (stop), freeze (freeze)

(Mannie Fresh)
Whatever you got, lil' daddy, believe me - I been had it
It's just in my life and my nature and my way to be stuntastic

(Hook - 3x (B.G.)
It's stuntastic
Straight out the plastic
If they got drastic
Big Tymers is off the heezy
It's ballerific
Cash Money gifted
It's very hard to look at these princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin'

(B.G.)
Nigga,
We ballerific and stuntastic, ya heard me
Baby, Mannie Fresh, B.Geezy
You dig
Stun'n 'til we can't stunt no motherfuckin' more, nigga
Reppin' 'til we can't rep no motherfuckin' more, nigga
Huntin' 'til we can't hunt no motherfuckin' more, nigga
From Lamborghinis to Bentley's to Ferrari's to Jaguars to Hummers
To whatever you got - we got it and then some
Ya heard me
From princess cuts to baguettes
to whatever kind of diamonds they got, we got it, nigga
It don't stop, ya heard me
Cash Money, nigga, got the rap game on lock
How you love that
Baby, Mannie Fresh - they got that work, nigga
And I got that pistol under my shirt, nigga
Yeah slip up if you want
You get put sixty feet under the dirt, nigga
CMR-a, Hot Boys, Cash Money

[Baby]
I'll bat the piss out a bitch quick
I'll wilin' off that ruby red and absolute
Catch me hoppin' out somethin' from 2002
Leave a scar on your hoe from the side of my shoe
Bitches gotten fucked up - I ain't never been cheap
All I know is bricks, money, pussy, and streets
Niggas hatin' 'cause my teeth lookin' like they (?)
I done spent about a-hundred-fifty grand at least
Boy, don't make me smile 'cause I'll blind a bitch
Hoes shout when I pass - that's a Tymer, bitch
Don't pop up in the house, you might find your bitch
On my video tape - man, rewind that shit
And if my main hoe flip, she get one for that
If she takin' private trips, her lip hung for that
I don't love no hoe - after I fuck 'em, I don't know 'em
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

(Hook)
If lil' momma actin' bad, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

[Mannie Fresh]
Meet me at the cat cave, bitch, in a hour
And I'ma show your dog ass, yo, I got the power
to have you screamin', "No, no!"
Shove you in your go-go
I got my nut - I'm 'bout to get up and take a photo
Wait a minute, hold up, baby, slow it down
Touch your toes, toot your ass, now turn around
And (?), you the shit - damn, I love you, girl
Yeah, I'm lyin', but I'm tryin' to fuck up your whole world
Got your bitches suckin' dicks in a big black Chevy
What your name? That's a shame - I forgot already
I told 'em you got super-suction on your head
I told 'em you do bad-ass tricks in the bed
I told 'em you could flip it, land dead on the dick
I told 'em they could do you next, freak, 'cause I quit
Catch you from behind
Bend your perfect spine
Baby got that pussy, but that ass is mine

(Hook)
If lil' momma actin' bad with you, nigga, you show her
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

[Mannie Fresh]
Listen up, lil' nigga - I got a story to tell
'Bout a bitch that I left down in ATL
Went to Miami, and I met a freak
She been workin' on the slurpin' on me one whole week
Got a freak that I love down in Acetown
Can't remember how she look 'cause she keep her face down
One in L.A., two in New York
One in Chicago, stay in (?) Park
Two from China
One in Carolina
Ten in my city
Six of 'em pretty
Lil' momma from Tennessee
Drunk off Hennessy
I should've stuck her a long time ago, but she killin' me

[Baby]
I love this lifestyle 'cause I'm real with this shit
Been runnin' 'round uptown with the baddest bitches
Took a flight to Chicago to holler at my clique
Rollers, hustlers, and niggas who pimp bitches
My main men, Johnson, Big Man, and Shorty
I got to be here for my son and my daughter
Now, five a ki, if you're transportin'
My nigga hit a lick and bought a Range Rover
My hoe went to the beef, but I don't know why, wodie
The hoe know I got ki's, dope, and Dosier
Nothin' but guns
Bitch, I'ma show ya
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

(Hook)
If lil' momma actin' bad with you, nigga, you show her
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa
Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, rocky balboa

[Baby]
For sure, lil' one
Off top, playboy
Look here
These lil' young jive motherfuckers just jumpin' off the porch
[B.G.]
Let me at 'em
[Baby]
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
[B.G.]
We don't even want you comin' 'round no more
[Baby]
Bitch-ass nigga, catch your cut
We got this shit, wodie
[B.G.]
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' 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
[B.G.]
Four in the 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 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)
(Hook2x [B.G.])
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
[Mannie Fresh + (B.G.)]
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
(Hook [B.G.])
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
[Lac]
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
(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 niggas have it
[B.G.]
For sure, nigga (For sure, nigga)
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, nigga (It's all good, nigga)
([B.] Get your mind right)
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)
([B.] Been stun'n)
Been stun'n
([B.] Repped out like a motherfucker)
Number-one stunna, nigga
([B.] Uptown New Orleans, nigga)
The world's number-one stunna, and the world's best producer, nigga
The Big Tymers

Wha Wha Wha

(Manny Fresh)
You a one man bitch
Go ahead and make that switch
I got to love my shit
You hoes man got that itch
Move up too number two bitch
Suck a rich niggas dick
If you like it than lick it
If you love it dont quit
Yo I bet it tastes better
Let me splash on your sweater
You need a nigga that let a
Shed um out with the bezzele
I'm talkin the Sean Jean
Yo Teresa and Shirley
Say...all ya'll hoes come down
To the big dick party
Say...Lisa Slim
Little pretty ass Kim
Im hollerin at you you you
That bitch and them
I've been takin ginseng
Swing a big ding-a-ling
I've gotta medalian for my dick
Cause my dick bling bling
I heard you suck a beach ball
through a hose pipe
I heard you also eat nuts
till the early light
I heard you like to be tossed
flossed threw down and kicked
Well you fuckin with the right nigga
old couchie-ass bitch

Chorus 2x (Manny Fresh)
I know you wish you could find a
Nigga with a dick like an Anaconda

I know you wish you could know a
Nigga with a dick like a big Cobra

I know you wish you could go home
To a nigga with a dick like a Python

I know you wish you could get a date
With a nigga with a dick like a Rattlesnake

(Baby)
I got this bitch in the back of my ride
I ask this hoe when she want my suprise
A big dick like a cucumber in the eye
You know that hoe still took that prize
I asked her had she been fucked inside of a Hummer
She say no...but I suck dick like a plummer
Draino swallowin everything I can fool
I like rockin ice and playin with these hoes
But sometimes these hoes will make punch um in they nose
Squirt um on they shirt cause she wouldnt swallow what I
Burst Curst the bitch out her teeth were in the way
Stupid bitch that bullshit hurts
I've been treatin' these hoes this way since the first
Slap on they ass
Hit um from the back where it hurts
Putting in work I done done my dirt
Im a dogg ass nigga
Never put these hoes first

Chorus 2x

(Manny Fresh)
See I like these hoes
Like these hoes then I leave them
Then let some old bitch made ass nigga retrieve um
I could turn a dike bitch back straight
Then worry these hoes till they lose hair, money, and weight
Say there Daddy
Im comin to a neighborhood look near you
Ya'll niggas lock up ya'll bitches, bras, and boobs
Youngsters gonna suck my pickle till I'm old and wrinkled
I'm a go all till a a whole a ain't nothin' but a tinkle tinkle

(Baby)
Now some of these hoes like to be fucked in the ass
Some of these hoes wont let you touch they ass
Some of these hoes like to be fucked fast
Some of these hoes know they need to be treated bad
Some of these hoes need to be kicked in they ass
Some of these hoes been gettin they old man stash
Some I play bad
Fuck other nigga hoes fast
And if your bitch holler
I put that dick on they ass
9 times out of 10
She suck a dick when I blast
All because these hoes know I gotta gold and black Jag

Chorus