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big tymers - we drop it lyrics
[mannie fresh]
my phone went ring bout a quarter to four
its kevin’s old b-tch sayin open the door
she said tracey told lisa that you put it on her
and lisa told gwynn that you wanted to bone her
see the p-ssy is incredible the mouth is a fool
i brought a friend, you know gwynn can you make her say ohhhhhh
if ya f-ck me, baby, stone, mikkey, and lac
freckle face bobby, me again, then jack
i need it twice i’m nothin’ nice when i’m slangin the d-ck
and i like it when you dikin with the whole d-mn clique
this is a day in the life of a big tymer yall
get the money, get the b-tches, get the weed lets ball
next time you chillin just kissin ya chick
that funny taste in her mouth might be my d-ck
to the b-tches in the hood this is where ya find a
d-ck slangin, pickle hangin anaconda
ssssssssss
ohhhhhh ohhhhhh
hot hot
ohhhhhh ohhhh
[baby]
i slap hoes, mack ride on o’s
i done gon ’82 slant back el do’s
i’m a dawg about my money, g about this game
i love pretty women and i do the d-mn thang
i shine like penitentiary floors
but not just me homie its every n-gga i know
it’s a 808 n-gga, cook and shake n-gga
beats make money and mannie fresh made this cake n-gga
suga slim let these leeches off my neck
sayen stunna slow down and hold your best
you gave yo best shot and you still gon’ lose
while we ride new whips on 22’s
you a p-ssy m-th- f-cker shoulda been cutting y’all lose
i knew it wasn’t in ya, i knew you wasn’t true
i’m a g from the heart got it tattoed on my brain
won’t back up on ya stunnin’?
ain’t neva gon change
ohhhh ohhhhh
hot hot
ohhhh ohhhh
[mannie fresh]
b-tch i took your regal without the desert eagle
yall don’t want beef with me and my people
how could y’all say y’all was hot n-ggas
frozen cup, orange duck, fake -ss figgas
together we stand so i got a new crew
if y’all feel f-ck me then f-ck y’all to
yall got guns, we got missiles
clear whole blocks burn n-ggas to gristles
[baby]
i’m stunna ak you know who i am
the birdman 3-peat with my d-ck in my hands
i ride big whips, tired of talken bout this sh-t
i watched jive n-ggas turn ta snitch
runnin’ round talken cmb eat a d-ck
if it wasn’t for me y’all n-ggas wouldn’t be sh-t
i’m a gangsta n-gga i stand my own ground
m-th- f-cka i run uptown
ohhhhhhh ohhhhhh
hot hot
hot hot
hot hot
we drop it like its hot
i put my ice on it
i put my life on it
i put my wife on it
we drop it like its hot
i put the 3rd on it
i put my word on it
bet 100 birds on it
we drop it like its hot
hood rat put a fur on it
2 double x 2 with the purr on it
we drop it like its hot
we big tymers we spit game
n-gga we ain’t rhymers
we drop it like its hot
we drop it like its hot
i put my ice on it
i put my life on it
i put my wife on it
we drop it like its hot
i put the 3rd on it
i put my word on it
bet 100 birds on it
we drop it like its hot
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