[Verse 1: Mannie Fresh]
This is for Deshawn, Eshlawn, Lil Mama, and her friends
Lisa, Teresa, Maria, Tia, Lia and Kim
I love y'all broads, no disrespect to my dogs
but I love y'all broads, yea I love y'all broads
To the ladies havin babies without no drama
To my niggas with figgas say I love my baby momma
I bought them shoes, them tattoos, an even fixed yo breasts
I put you inside the flyest rides an even put a "$" on yo chest
[Verse 2: Lil' Wayne]
This is for the ones who wobbled it and be puttin they mouth on it
An they suck everything out of it then they catch it and swallow it
I'm Lil Weezy for sheezy, I'm off the heezy believe me
See me, I squeeze in between it, and then I leave it so greasy
When I come through in a Rolls Royce, leave them with no choice
but to hop up in it an just let me make they throat moist
Ruby red an vodka it just carry a nigga
Give me three minutes maybe four she be wantin to marry a nigga
[Chorus 2X: Juvenile]
Give me a project bitch
Give me a hoodrat chick
One that don't give a fuck
An say she took that dick
[Verse 3: Juvenile]
My momma send me by my grandma, my grandma flipped out
an said we ain't gone have no evil in this house
So I rolled out, scoped me out an sold out
but I fucked up when I started livin up in this hoes house
Nigga started fuckin one of the broads
cause she was suckin a nigga dick so good keepin it hard
Lettin a nigga cum all over her chest and tongue
She was still-un, I spared her because her chil-drun
She was a hoe she gave me head behind a building
aint sellin records but her mouth could sell a million
if you wanna take it there we can break it off
cause yall pussy aint gotta nigga tweakin at all
I slang this dick summer winter spring an the fall
ask me to lay it down I'm bringin it all
I'm tryin to hit ya from the back to ya house
Cause lord this mothrfuckin dick good and it always be hard
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Baby]
Look - a nigga could catch me r'd up
Them white folks know the code so we g'd up
an my range rover 4 door be d'd up
Tattoos and new cars and these project cuts
Got this nigga bitch I know been wantin to fuck
I deal with sluts ladies an bitches don't give a fuck
Project bosses Weezy say "Respect Us"
Bitch nigga find me in the 4 door Lexus
I got a bitch shoot dice an a bitch that ain't right
I got a bitch who will front ya work an take ya life
I got a credit card hoe, a scam type hoe, a fraud type hoe
Like to snort that dope, a dick suckin pro
A calico hoe, a real solid bitch out Chicago
I got a brat type bitch like to whine an shit
I got a project bitch like to start some shit
[Chorus]
[Verse 5: B.G.]
Ohh yeah!
I like tha ones that know go straight to her knees
Properly please properly serve BG
It ain't no other breed no other kind or type
Believe them rillas out tha PJ's nothin nice
Behind their man run, they gone chase somethin
Tie ya down and spray that mace in yo face cuzen
They take that dick good like they know it ain't no tomorrow
They get on top and oh they just a jumpin
I love that I let them do what do I don't stop em
Watch her do her thing I just lay back and watch her
They know they burnin know they on fire
They know they hot as it can't get can't get no hotter
They sport Finded sport Iceberg and Powdler
I can't help that I love ghetto hood P poppers
I want be right if i ain't got a bitch
that's ghetto fab and com'n straight out tha bricks
Whatever lyrics - big tymers (feat. Cadillac, Stone)
[Baby]
Baller Blockin'
Nigga I don't give a fuck
When it's on, it's on
We got Baby, Lac and Stone
In this bitch
I'm a neighborhood superstar
I'll cook anything from a ki of coke
To a gram of that boyd
Niggas scoring glocks
Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks
On my blocks stepping 'em up
With grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me
[Lac]
Look if I pull up on the block
Knowing the set was mine
No more hand-to-hand contact
I'm known for supplying
Since I opened up this set 'chere
This how it's gon' be
Ain't nobody selling shit nigga
Unless it's for me
[Baby]
All I know is crack slanging and block hanging
On the corner [in] front the store
Doing my thang
These niggas know my game
How I do my thang
Water whip I can't do
But whole thangs I slang
[Lac]
Now I'ma pay all my foot soldiers
And tell 'em stay focused
And front all the street hustlers
And keeping 'em posted
That white and that blue car
We call 'em the law
And the dirt that my niggas do
Is done in the dark
[Baby]
Got l'il whodie running water
And we 'bout to cook these quarters
The twenty under the seat
For my son and my daughter
The water hot enough
Start cooking these quarters
These niggas want it hard
And I understand
[Lac]
If I pull up dressed in all black
With a boot in my mouth
Cause a nigga didn't pay 'Lac
And I know that he sold out
Put something in my street sweeper
And run in his house
Knock a hole up out his pa chest
And a tongue out his ma mouth
[Baby]
A ki stashed up
And I'm gettin' 'em all
I got a stash put up
For the drought in the fall
[Stone]
Hot Boys vacating the pop
Talk can back shit up
The Feds call my 'hood a Payday
Cuz it's packed with nuts
Ghetto rich money stashed
In the mansions bruh
I got them kis
Ten a ki from Fresh and Atrice bruh
[Baby]
I know niggas think bad
Cause the people ride fast
I got 5 strikes
I'm going out with a blast
Cash in your life nigga
When you playing with me
I'll give you work
Break ya off ya face B.G.
[Lac]
Cadillac's the name I run with
So call me Seville
Push a platinum Escalade truck
With 20 inch wheels
Now the Jag you saw me driving
That's for everyday stuntin'
Loud pipes, big rims
So you can see when I'm coming
[Baby]
I don't give a fuck nigga
Ain't no rules in the streets
You know money come first
The other bullshit weak
I don't wanna hear no stories
About my cheese
You violate nigga
Your family gon' grieve
[Stone]
Headbuster Alva Stone
Ya heard me dog
And everytime ya heard my name
It was a murder involved
I just rap to clear my name
And smuggle bundles of that raw
Always rap so what you lames
Suburb and that car
[Lac]
Saratoga and I ride
I represent to the fullest
Ain't nobody pulling strangs here
Unless that I pull it
If a nigga put a hit out
Believe that I took it
In the cost Bible murders
Was ODing and bullets
[Baby]
All i know is gun slanging and head banging
Too many disrespected
And lived to sang it
Drop change like a motherfucker
Fuck them niggas
If a nigga outta line
Motherfuck that nigga
[Stone]
Type of nigga who'll bat a bitch
And then wait on her pa
Type of nigga who'll do a snitch
Broad day in the park
I'm one of them niggas that don't bring it
Still buy up the bulk
Like Rob Deniero, Rob Banks
And bang out with the law
[Lac]
Look here I come from the projects
And the ghetto streets
I'm cooking up whole thangs
'Till they hard like concrete
I fronted the O.G.s
A bag of that olzes
For niggas that don't know
I got something whodie
[Baby]
The same ol' nigga
Just a different game
Fuck bitches, tote heat
Things never gon' change
I'm the number one stunna
Nigga, Baby's the name
I like cooking crack
And watch how quick it come back
[Stone]
I rock a oyster-faced Roley
With the crust out bang
Ice cover the wrist whodie
Like I sprung my hand
I sport Prowlers, whips
With the T.V.s playing
Iceberg, Prada dick
Like here come the man
[Baby]
I'll pull up at Washington and Six
In a six
I'll slide out quick
Bet I could fuck any bitch
[Lac]
I push a lavender Porsche Carerra
Seat sprayed leather
The top goes off and on
To floss with the rainy weather
The seats they ain't customized
They made by Ricarro
A ruby red CF5
I'll cop by tomorrow
[Baby]
For catching me on the interstate drunk
Running the law
With a bitch in my lap
Tasting my balls
I don't like when they too much
Act like they stuck up
Leave Atrice nut up
I'll bat that bitch up
[Stone]
The king of the Nolia
I crowd both the wrists
Lock down slanging towns
Took the top off the six
In the club I be thugged
With ten topless chicks
T-shirt, Girbauds, Reeboks
In it
[Stone]
Killa, ain't no stopping it
[Baby]
Off top, can't pop this bitch
You know what I'm saying
Baller Blockin' you understand
[Fresh]
New Edition of Cash Money
[Baby]
Some real Hot Boys
Believe it whodie
Baller Blockin'
Nigga I don't give a fuck
When it's on, it's on
We got Baby, Lac and Stone
In this bitch
I'm a neighborhood superstar
I'll cook anything from a ki of coke
To a gram of that boyd
Niggas scoring glocks
Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks
On my blocks stepping 'em up
With grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me
[Lac]
Look if I pull up on the block
Knowing the set was mine
No more hand-to-hand contact
I'm known for supplying
Since I opened up this set 'chere
This how it's gon' be
Ain't nobody selling shit nigga
Unless it's for me
[Baby]
All I know is crack slanging and block hanging
On the corner [in] front the store
Doing my thang
These niggas know my game
How I do my thang
Water whip I can't do
But whole thangs I slang
[Lac]
Now I'ma pay all my foot soldiers
And tell 'em stay focused
And front all the street hustlers
And keeping 'em posted
That white and that blue car
We call 'em the law
And the dirt that my niggas do
Is done in the dark
[Baby]
Got l'il whodie running water
And we 'bout to cook these quarters
The twenty under the seat
For my son and my daughter
The water hot enough
Start cooking these quarters
These niggas want it hard
And I understand
[Lac]
If I pull up dressed in all black
With a boot in my mouth
Cause a nigga didn't pay 'Lac
And I know that he sold out
Put something in my street sweeper
And run in his house
Knock a hole up out his pa chest
And a tongue out his ma mouth
[Baby]
A ki stashed up
And I'm gettin' 'em all
I got a stash put up
For the drought in the fall
[Stone]
Hot Boys vacating the pop
Talk can back shit up
The Feds call my 'hood a Payday
Cuz it's packed with nuts
Ghetto rich money stashed
In the mansions bruh
I got them kis
Ten a ki from Fresh and Atrice bruh
[Baby]
I know niggas think bad
Cause the people ride fast
I got 5 strikes
I'm going out with a blast
Cash in your life nigga
When you playing with me
I'll give you work
Break ya off ya face B.G.
[Lac]
Cadillac's the name I run with
So call me Seville
Push a platinum Escalade truck
With 20 inch wheels
Now the Jag you saw me driving
That's for everyday stuntin'
Loud pipes, big rims
So you can see when I'm coming
[Baby]
I don't give a fuck nigga
Ain't no rules in the streets
You know money come first
The other bullshit weak
I don't wanna hear no stories
About my cheese
You violate nigga
Your family gon' grieve
[Stone]
Headbuster Alva Stone
Ya heard me dog
And everytime ya heard my name
It was a murder involved
I just rap to clear my name
And smuggle bundles of that raw
Always rap so what you lames
Suburb and that car
[Lac]
Saratoga and I ride
I represent to the fullest
Ain't nobody pulling strangs here
Unless that I pull it
If a nigga put a hit out
Believe that I took it
In the cost Bible murders
Was ODing and bullets
[Baby]
All i know is gun slanging and head banging
Too many disrespected
And lived to sang it
Drop change like a motherfucker
Fuck them niggas
If a nigga outta line
Motherfuck that nigga
[Stone]
Type of nigga who'll bat a bitch
And then wait on her pa
Type of nigga who'll do a snitch
Broad day in the park
I'm one of them niggas that don't bring it
Still buy up the bulk
Like Rob Deniero, Rob Banks
And bang out with the law
[Lac]
Look here I come from the projects
And the ghetto streets
I'm cooking up whole thangs
'Till they hard like concrete
I fronted the O.G.s
A bag of that olzes
For niggas that don't know
I got something whodie
[Baby]
The same ol' nigga
Just a different game
Fuck bitches, tote heat
Things never gon' change
I'm the number one stunna
Nigga, Baby's the name
I like cooking crack
And watch how quick it come back
[Stone]
I rock a oyster-faced Roley
With the crust out bang
Ice cover the wrist whodie
Like I sprung my hand
I sport Prowlers, whips
With the T.V.s playing
Iceberg, Prada dick
Like here come the man
[Baby]
I'll pull up at Washington and Six
In a six
I'll slide out quick
Bet I could fuck any bitch
[Lac]
I push a lavender Porsche Carerra
Seat sprayed leather
The top goes off and on
To floss with the rainy weather
The seats they ain't customized
They made by Ricarro
A ruby red CF5
I'll cop by tomorrow
[Baby]
For catching me on the interstate drunk
Running the law
With a bitch in my lap
Tasting my balls
I don't like when they too much
Act like they stuck up
Leave Atrice nut up
I'll bat that bitch up
[Stone]
The king of the Nolia
I crowd both the wrists
Lock down slanging towns
Took the top off the six
In the club I be thugged
With ten topless chicks
T-shirt, Girbauds, Reeboks
In it
[Stone]
Killa, ain't no stopping it
[Baby]
Off top, can't pop this bitch
You know what I'm saying
Baller Blockin' you understand
[Fresh]
New Edition of Cash Money
[Baby]
Some real Hot Boys
Believe it whodie
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