Big Tymers Lyrics

Big Tymers Lyrics

"Southern Boy Lyrics"

No Stranger (Chapter 8) Lyrics
I've tried hard to tell you You better, you better, you better be careful Right down the line, and I am no stranger It wasn't long ago, so very long ago I was one of your kind You'd better stop the running 'round and listen 'Cause when the lights come up I'll have my eye on you Once you mistook me For the menace, the menace Oh, if you'd only known, And t

[Mannie Fresh talking:]
yeah, yeah, yeah, If David Banner was here right now, he would just look at y'all mutha
fuckas and go "DAMN",
If Flip was here he would go "What Is Y'all saying ?"...

[Mannie Fresh]
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 everything, 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,
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, Ima sip lak,
And push the old school Caddy with the
This Dance Lyrics
It's a dark day out and at no other time than now can I recount how things were. She sat still to show them her best moves. Is this the best you can come up with? This dance...is that's what it's become? Furthest from chance to rebuild. This way has meant to lead me on and hold my head strong, so I can't turn around. But things still remind and your exit is always on time.<
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,

[Chorus X2 (Lil' Wayne)]
Cause I'm a mutha fuckin southern boy,
coming down so clean, and with rhymes so mean,
heavy starch in my jeans, I
Want Criss, want hard, fuck a nigga, fuck a broad,
you can't top my southern flow,
cuz I'm a mutha fuckin southern boy

[Baby]
Look we ride the biggest truck,
20 inches don't give a fuck,
When I roll, nigga know I'm plush
Coming round' and I'm high as fuck,
Green truck, lift up, spinning blades is a must,
Wood grain, suede and leather, feeling good with this Cali w
Perfect Nothing Lyrics
[Music: Adams / Harrington] [Lyrics: Esquivel] Beyond recognition Release me from this grasp Another perfect nothing Memories of disrupt from my past It's a lie, I know not why A sin forever within The darkest side of my mind I feel it bring me Down to shelter Come again this life I feel I feel a pretense slowly taking
eather,
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,
Laying low, being cool,
Smoking weed, is what we do,
Moving Ki's, bought that coupe,
Stacking G's is what we do,
Nigga know that I'm slanging that iron,
Fuck around trying to take my shine,
Nigga know that I'm bout getting mine,
Hustling, 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..

[Chorus X2]

[Bun B]
I'm pumping thru the south holding my nuts,
I'm in my candy apple red cadillac car rolling them dutch,
White cuts with that stitch and tuck, looking for a bitch to fuck,
Find a slut lil fifty b
Johnnie Comes Back Lyrics
All last week and half of today Johnnie has been a good little girl Trying to keep her devils at bay Watching her health return But she always comes back for more Hanging her head and banging my door Johnnie comes back again (Chorus) I said, Johnnie remember Oh Johnnie be good "Please give me some medicine man" Oh Johnnie comes back again<
uck, look like you need this dick to suck,
I'm truck turner pimping, with Issac Hayes roll on,
Just another pimp getting his stroll on bitch hold on,
You staring at a pimp, trying to look him in his eyes,
When You practice southballing, if you get broke don't be surprised,
Tell no lies about this macking, some win and some be loosing,
But pimping never dying cuz these hoes is steady choosing,
If you fucking with my paper, you cruising for a bruising,
So let there be no confusion, pimping ain't no illusion,
Don't believe me ask (?), she shorted my lil brother, she mutha fucking 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..

[Chorus X2]