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Mannie Fresh playboyI know you love these diamonds (they beautiful ha)Nigga, "How You Luv That?"All that stuntin and frontinIt`s all about them diamonds boy[Baby]Nigga it`s a pretty day, and it`s flossin seasonAdded six tires to my new machinery Double R like to ball like it`s no tomorrow Pretty broads and we fuckin these superstarsChrome rims, niggaz ridin new BenzTV`s, Cadillacs with the new fendsWet paint, niggaz takin trips to the banksHittin malls spendin twenty G`s like starsRolex, PlayStations in the HummerJust to show these stupid hoes that we worth somethinMy stuntin name Evel Knievel, keep it realLet me pop a wheelie, hoes love stuntin cause I got loveGold slugs, stuntin cause we got loveMotorbike button rims cause we livin right Game tight take a tramp make her out a champOvernight got the yole if your money rightSolid TV`s PlayStation with the B.G.It`s all gravy playboy cause it`s flossin seasonA million dollars ain`t nothin to me niggabut a million hoes is game to me playboy[Chorus: Lil Wayne]Nahh nahh - flossers, let me see you rollin your rimsBallers, helicopters, bikes, and BourbansIt`s on us, C-M-R are millionairesLet `em know it`s flossin season everywhereWe flossers, let me see you rollin your rimsBallers, helicopters, bikes, and bourbansIt`s on us, C-M-R are millionairesLet `em know it`s flossin season everywhere[B.G.]I got to get my shine on, do it every timeSeventeens on up, that`s all I rideIn ninety-eight, I been havin them hoes throwin upThey don`t know if I`m in a helicopter or in a truckI fuck they head up, cause I floss so muchPolice had me up cause a nigga so young (ha bruh?)But you know me nigga..that ain`t gon` stop B.G. nigga (at all)Cause the next day you will see niggame in somethin else with a TV nigga (f`real)Fuck it, I`ma floss like that I got scrillaCome try to take it, you`re fuckin with a guerillaI got a watch you can see from a block awayI got a chain you`ll see that`ll shock the day My click do what we say, we don`t stunt wit itOff top Big Tymers gon` come with itLayin it down this month cause we got a reason (fo` sho`)and we gon` rip shit up cause it`s flossin season[Chorus][B.G.]We flossers, what what what?I say we ballers, what what what?[Juvenile]This is the season for the flossers niggaRide top notch shit, fuck what it cost you niggaAin`t got no TV`s or CD`s in it - I ain`t gon` ride in itIf it ain`t no overseas type shits - I ain`t gon` drive it This ain`t the summer to swing the top offThis the season niggaz come out on them 20`s and ballIt ain`t no secret I`ma stunter, like Evel KnievelJumpin out Lex`s and Hummer`s, showin off for my peopleWhen I pull up in V.I.P. they say that`s a nice carBitches all in my face can`t even make it to the barMe, broke and assed-out? Never that manI got some shit up in my ear you can see from a airplaneI don`t think Super D. can pull a stunt like meGot karats on both of my pinkies, ten thousand ap-ieceToday I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the EastFuck that, I`ma play bourban it`s a thousand a suite[Mannie Fresh]Who had the, first bourban with the livin room setWho the only nigga you know that drive a burgundy jetHow many cities you know, named after me? (uhh..)It`s gon` be a bunch of them motherfuckers when I finish GNow baby - I know you missed usBig daddy light up a room like ChristmasShine like a light bulb - rich thugLet that little girl come over here and give a millionaire a hugMcGyver ain`t liver than a, Big Tymer Big dick a million dollars and a, PathfinderMr. Betty Crocker cake maker, casino breakerTell Shaq I got a half a mill` ridin on the LakersPack my bitches up and move to the hillsThirty days a month - thirty AutomobilesThe Lexus or Benz that come out in the year two thousandI got one of them bitches parked around corner by the housinThe bike I got come out in the year two thousand tenEleven fifty zoop with the batman finThe ring I got, Liberace want it He couln`t afford that bitch but I can afford to flaunt itChorus[B.G.]We flossers, what what?

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