Текст песни Big Tymers - Drivin` Em, слова песни Big Tymers

Текст песни Big Tymers - Drivin` Em

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(feat. Larell, Lil Wayne)[Mannie Fresh]Drivin in a Benz, in the nestComing in this motherfucker, turning motherfuckin necksGoing back in the superstretchJust checkin how many fly bitches I can catchRide motherfucker and you gonna knowSeeing some ladies hanging out the windowLet the interior look reign18 inches whippers look like so much painI`ma mac like Moley the one and onlyI`m a fuck like daddy look pretty like TonySee a hoe, bitch, shitYou gotta stop on the corner when you see a state copFor the niggas in the night they call drag, I`ma fool and be coolWith an automatic click clackI wanna fuck and how to fuck you biggerMama gonna dress and you all be betterIn the middle of the night it`s onIt`s hot call Frank and meet you at the spotCash Money rules every thing aroundIf you represent U.P.T. your downtown[Baby]Bitch I thought knew they call me BabyHoes drive me crazyMoney is a must, coats slangingPlus I never duck when niggas bust in carsI mini Benz, expeditions and other carsI look so pretty, and I`d fuck these hoesOn the grill with a mouth full of goldBitches know, I`ll let cha know on tape enough shitThose lamborgini niggas know shitAnd I love these hoes that suck dickBig Tymers for life enough g`s on my rolexFrom acorn the magazineAnd she was seen homie giving brains behind it homieIt`s was nice with the ice, they call me BabyThese bitches know my game is tight[Larell]Who can file for most of the squashBlast through the door and get your ass tossedEvery nigga on the map on acasion lose every nigga in them hallwaysNuthin but truth is behind the peace treaty is the best decisionCuz you don`t want them to hit cha bitchaMe in the coop, ya`ll in the hallYa`ll on the crawl so I gots to ballI`m in the yearbookWhen I was at booker t party of the year 1993My satisfaction is, I`ve never been a problemSee my advirsaries were suspended and I hide emWhen I`m stuck in the club niggas will let you knowOn the door start looking for sureAnd if you want to start somethingWith my kliq it`s cool cuz chop off all your dicksUptown baby the Big Tymers know where I liveThe third door from the hum drumsYour dumb if want some rowdy boy we`ll someYou won`t see us in the tinted old carWon`tcha ass be all fallin behindBut you got luck thats why you got behindTime is running out for you foolsChickens I was at your girls house with the lights outAnd slash your fuckin leatherGet a seperate shit better, whetherWin, lose, or draw, still losing my clipCuz uptown for life is the motherfuckin shit[Lil Wayne]I`m the little one with the skrilla thats off the rillaCuz killas get punked on the start of pilasNigga it`s me Hot Boy showHead tilted to the right, I`ll be right next storeNigga you know me from the true storeI die slow cuz the bullets, are oldNiggas fall to the floor, ain`t a slug to touchToo bad little nigga say whatYour pants sagin and your head busts like a skittleI`m on fire so they tried to chill itTell em dogg, ain`t nothin gonna shakeCreep like a slave and take all the baitLike a tape, I still rock the mack 10110 bullets twirl like a whirlwindI tie up your boy and rape your girlfriendCome off the sex with the choppers twirlin in the windBetter watch your children, are they all in?I shoot twice, your crawling and I get disgustingThe beef get ugly, start busting going uhhh, up inJesus please come see us in the speederI jump out with gun in the freezerPlus your boys won`t goThey must of heard of Big Tymers, act like you knowHuh huh wha wha nigga

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