Big Tymers (feat. Soulja Boy) - Morgan Westbrooks

Yeah, yeah, yeah, if David Banner was here right now He would just look at y'all muthafuckas and go "Damn!" And if Flip was here he would go, "What is y'alls saying?" I'm a push trucks, nigga I'm a drive Benz Muthafuck the 8's nigga I'ma get the 10's I'ma drink everythin', I'ma get drunk Watch the shoes, I'ma show ya dudes, I'm 'bout to pop the trunk I'ma be captivator, I'ma be calm From that hat to the shirt, to the pants playa, woah I'ma play polo, I'ma stay rich I'm about to bust the southside in this bitch I'm a stay with Sprint, mutha fuck Nextel Can you hear me now? I don't love no girl I'ma eat chicken player, I'ma sip lak Push the old school Caddy with the diamond in the back I'ma get the candy paint just because I know you can't Pussy, pussy, pussy, your life is blank I'ma get the new J smoke all the purple haze I'ma stick with game spittin', game spittin' in your face 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy Look we ride the biggest truck 20 inches don't give a fuck When I roll, nigga know I'm plush comin' 'round and I'm high as fuck Green truck, lift up, spinnin' blades is a must Wood grain, suede and leather, feelin' good with this Cali weather I can go in any hood, get a nigga they know I could Coming round and I'm iced up too nigga know 'bout me and my crew Layin' low, being cool smokin' weed, what we do Movin' ki's, bought that Coupe stackin' G's what we do Nigga know that I'm slangin' that iron Fuck around tryin' to take my shine Nigga know that I'm 'bout gettin' mine Hustlin', flippin' when I'm on that grind Nigga know we got work uptown Fuck around and we shut you down Pussy, pussy pussy, you pussy pussy bitch 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' southern boy I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a muthafuckin' southern boy I'm pumpin' through the South holdin' my nuts I'm in my candy apple red Cadillac car rollin' them dutch White cuts with that stitch and tuck, lookin' for a bitch to fuck Find a slut, let's get this buck, look like you need this dick to suck I'm truck turner pimpin', with Issac Hayes roll on Just another pimp gettin' his stroll on bitch hold on You starin' at a pimp, tryin' to look him in his eyes When you practice south ballin', if you get broke don't be surprised Tell no lies about this mackin', some win and some be losin' But pimpin' never dyin' 'cause these hoes is steady choosin' Gets to fuckin' with my paper, you cruisin' for a bruisin' So let there be no confusion, pimpin' ain't no illusion Don't believe me ask Ice are, she shorted my lil' brother She mutha fuckin' paged chose a pimp like no other We all about that dollar bitch, so when you see a pimp Don't try to holla, wipe me down and pop my collar 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy Comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy I'm comin' down so clean, and with rhymes so mean Heavy starch in my jeans Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad You can't top my southern flow 'Cause I'm a mutha fuckin' southern boy

I told ya fuckin' ass I be back In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho Chillin' by ya boy house kissin' on these hoes See these broads want stars Big dicks down in the draws Seven days a week seven brand new cars Yeah I done it parkin' GS 300 Check us and front it the Navigator Garage with the elevator You not a hata Then press second floor So you can see the muthfuckin' Big Tymers car show Now on the left side we got the brand new Benz And on the right side bitches shakin' ass for ends And in the middle niggas throwin' twenties and tenss And up top niggas drinkin' juices with gin juices with gin juices with gin News cars Pretty broads Neighborhood superstars Going far Goin' to the super bowl In the hole And I owe my nigga for frontin' me two kilos Yellow ice With new heights Hoes got my name right Fame got my muthafuckin' game tight Dirt digga Hoe go-getta Nigga outta line Playboy I got ten on ya feet Car shinna Rim blinda 20 inch rida Nigga and you can ride right beside me Titty watcha Hoe stoppa VCR tape poppa Neighborhood naked flick watcha Border line Hen poppa Byran is my heart and Pearl is my number one chick And Cash Money Records gone run this nationwide shit And playa you can believe that shit Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby I see you jockin' Baby 'cause he got a Mercedes And ya know about his ladies And all his babies I know what they like Them brand new bikes So we can ride around town like Tina and Ike I'ma shine till I die nigga We worldwide everybody know Cash Money ride or die nigga Twenty inch wheels is what I roll And when I pass yo bitch all outta control Buyin' Lexus Land Cruisers The four seven the big pipe user Hoe abuser Its the project sticker man Full of liquor man Ridin' with cha bitch with the Tymers playin' Ballin everyday poppin' Dom P bottles Ball till ya fall is the Cash Money motto Flashy cars Pretty broads The word uptown we bought these cars For girls I bought Pretty jewels With new shoes With tatoos A Cash Money motto do what you gotta do Fight who you gotta fight Shoot who you gotta shoot Boot who you gotta boot Do what you gotta do Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Whoa whoa whoa Kemosabe Big big big ballin' is my hobby Ten years ago a friend of mine Brought me to uptown second line Met Meatball, Nair, Anglin Mets Want you do a DJ in the jets Bought two trigger mans and brown beat Now you can pop that pussy in the middle of the street Best believe next week I'ma be downtown Point court St. Bernard bitch throwin' down Then I'm mosy on down cross the kanel Put up the mic 'cause I got a fuckin' story ta tell Teresa Yous a Cash Money bitch say what you still a Cash Money bitch I say lil Lisa You still a Cash Money bitch say what you still a Cash Money bitch My nigga Baby ya wit me Fa sho Now bring it to the McMelph Caliope Niggas livin' for the Sunday On the lake bakin' cake watchin' niggas ridin' round with they honey Drinkin Dacquri Hoes packin' White folks actin' Givin' tickets nigga for the jackin' Niggas feudin' Game losin' Lil told me to watch these hoes tryin' ta abuse me Joe Casey Goin' crazy My homeboy told me to watch these muthafuckin' feds Chilly chilly actin' silly But cha name killa Told me he gone kill'em a nigga Suga Slim All in Game tight And we just about ta start this all night flight

Crank That (Soulja Boy) Soulja Boy up in This Hoe Watch Me Crank It Watch Me Roll Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy Then Super Man Dat Hoe Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja Boy) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja Boy) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja Boy) Now Watch Me Do (Crank Dat Soulja Boy) Soulja Boy up In This Hoe Watch Me Lean And Watch Me Rock Super Man Dat Hoe Then Watch Me Crank Dat Robocop Super Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock Jocking On Them Haterz Man When I Do Dat Soulja Boy I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat Dance (Now You) I'm Jocking On Yo Bitch Ass And If We Get The Fightin Then I'm Cocking On Your Bitch You Catch Me At Yo Local Party Yes I Crank It Everyday Haterz Get Mad Cuz "I Got Me Some bathin apes" I'm Bouncin On My Toe Watch Me Super Soak Dat Hoe I'ma Pass It To Arab Then He Gonna Crank it up fo show(fo show) Haterz Wanna Be Me Soulja Boy, I'm The Man They Be Lookin At My Neck Sayin Its The Rubberband Man (Man) Watch Me Do It (Watch Me Do It) Dance (Dance) Let Get To It (Let Get To It) Nope, You Can't Do It Like Me Hoe, So Don't Do It Like Me Fo', I See You Tryna Do It Like Me Man That Shit Was Ugly