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Big Tymers
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Drop It Like It's Hot
Lyricist:Carter Dwayne, Gray Teruis, Moore Kedrick Cordell, Thomas Byron O
Sh, nigga drinkin' don pie and crystal (Uh Bra?) All that in the ass, fuckin' these hoes, ballin' till we fallin' Drankin' too much but it's all good (All good) It's all gravy dog watchin' they dogs come out
Thugged out, when I met the president Reebok's and Girbuads, when he came into my residents Vest up 'cuz I ain't trust the hoes who we fuckin' wit' Three years in 86 and the mayor supportin' mah shit
Wasn't pickin' no cotton for no redneck, bitch And I wouldn't fuck foxy with another nigga dick Been slick doin' this shit since 86 Scarred wit' mah neck and my tattoos on mah wrist And my motto is I'll fuck a bitch
Cash checks quick and I done payed my dues to this rap shit Competition catchin' the blues 'cause we comin' with that raw shit That brown layed down shit Stack your cheese wit a tape thats fire slick
And bees like butter fresh got 'em runnin' to the store quick And it cost half a ki to see my in the club slick And sure 'nuff I don't wanna see no blood slick And it cost a whole ki to see me in the stadium, bitch And I'll put that on the embezzle if you don't believe that shit
I ain't givin' up shit, everything I got I earned Nuthin' for free, up in this world is what I learned Back down for what, I know them playas up in that cut And they tapin' us, my shot they cant wait to bust
So all you niggaz slow down, you drawin' more heat I read it in the paper already, they say they gonna sweep A brother doin' 10-9, I'm fuckin' with you clowns Nigga done take his charge, so mah people went down
Get some were you ain't got nuthin' to do? I'm ballin' now, I don't time to be fuckin' witch you Me and chilly ride hod, ready to ball like a dog Get full of that hen and that dro' until we fall
Don't answer the phone 'Cause they got us under surveillance Look in the real B You don't know them people trailin'?
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Who the only nigga you know that'll hassle a bitch Who the only nigga you know that'll Harass a bitch Fresh miggity, Big Dickity, do the liggity Then you my baby boo, Fo shiggity
You done seen me, got the super weeny Ridin' with a bitch in the blue Lamborghini Muggin' while she between me Eatin' Hizucks, Beatin' Dizucks Suckin' till she catch the Hizucks
When I shoot the rizzucks, I like 'em I love and I smash I hit 'em quick in a mash, till the kat K Robbin Weebon and Bobbin big lip Slob bin on the telephone poles (Whoa)
The pickle has no heart, in the middle of the dark If u cant finish this shit you shouldn't have start With a big-dick birdie man 23 year old dirty man Pull of yer skirt and then grab your hand And let you insert, Da Man
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Baby I'ma catch my cut from Saratoga unravelin' Tryin' to twist 'em with the shit, with brite gangsta unravelin' Runnin' of on mah shit, tryin' to take what was mine But I'ma gip with mah shit from 6 figures to the last dime
Cieze my bank account and I still got my drug bout If I was runnin' with them niggaz then I'd be crossed up I'ma ball till I fall, What you think I was playin'? I like cars and broads but I'm real with this rap thing
I still got mah buildings, still gonna make a million I'ma slang these rocks, from all the way up, They killin 'em Take it how you want it, I ain't got shit for the doubt Till I'm finished with the life, asked slim its a mount
How you luv that, bitch
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