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Big Tymers lyrics
Big Tymers lyrics
"Nigga Couldn't Know(feat. Lil' Wayne Lyrics"
Little Black Numbers Lyrics
Little black numbers Pushed over steel Is what you hear To make you feel free Little black numbers Pushed over wood Is all that you could live for You are to me Deeper than souls Pushed in the ground Time is a clock That pushed us together Makes us feel old Makes us feel old Sound pushing down Sound pushed us down If heaven and hell Were both in the same place Would fences appear If all the wasps were devils And bees were the angels We'd bat them
Little black numbers Pushed over steel Is what you hear To make you feel free Little black numbers Pushed over wood Is all that you could live for You are to me Deeper than souls Pushed in the ground Time is a clock That pushed us together Makes us feel old Makes us feel old Sound pushing down Sound pushed us down If heaven and hell Were both in the same place Would fences appear If all the wasps were devils And bees were the angels We'd bat them
[Lil' Wayne]
Big Tymers, nigga (Big Tymers, nigga)
I got that work, nigga (I got that work, nigga)
Look, look, listen:
This is where them niggas die fast
Sell bricks and buy bags
They dodge class to hit the block and go find cash
If you try to pass - take my advice: drive fast
'Cause, my man, ain't no escapin' when shots blast
You wonder why the cops keep circlin'
Niggas murderin'
I ain't never saw 'em before
Tonight we twurkin' 'em
Niggas wearin' masks like glasses
Niggas got on tank tops and a pair of Reebok classics
Pants to my knees 'cause the glock make it slouch
I can't talk right now - I got three rocks in my mouth
And, wodie, when we enter-- niggas freeze up like it's winter
And if a nigga whisper, pistols eat him up for dinner
Seventeen representer - you don't like it, do somethin'
And I'll bet you'll see a nigga outside 'bout two-somethin'
And we like to dress in all black up in my residence
Ain't got on no suits 'cause we ain't tryin' to be presidents
[Hook - 2x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)]
Just Because Lyrics
I take you in and I hold my breath Try to save the time that's passing by And if you came to say goodbye A thousand summers would never dry Every tear that touched my face And they don't laugh the way you do And they don't smile the way you do And their eyes don't shine the way yours do I love I love I love you just because Without the words to fall back on I'm afraid it's hopeless to describe And if I tried, I'd probably steer you wrong Cause a thousand phrases wo
[Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more cokeI take you in and I hold my breath Try to save the time that's passing by And if you came to say goodbye A thousand summers would never dry Every tear that touched my face And they don't laugh the way you do And they don't smile the way you do And their eyes don't shine the way yours do I love I love I love you just because Without the words to fall back on I'm afraid it's hopeless to describe And if I tried, I'd probably steer you wrong Cause a thousand phrases wo
[Baby] than a nigga could know
[Wayne] More money, more cars
[Baby] than a nigga could show
[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price
[Baby] than a nigga could score
[Wayne] And hit blocks with glocks
Make 'em get on the floor
[Baby]
Nigga wakin' up to alley cats and rats
Project bitches that tote gats
Niggas kickin' the dope, but the crack done smack back
Lil' niggas runnin' through the hallways
While other niggas playin' ball - made a court in the driveway
Things ain't the same where I use to play
It's guns and broads
New cars, neighborhood superstars
And hoes smokin' cigars
Lil' ones sittin' on the car
Watchin' the bus hollerin',
"Them people comin!" when that blue car pull up
I'm tired of catchin' cuts, and bendin' corners
I got that work - got youngsters on all four corners
You got the quarters, and you got them halves
I got the quarter ki's, and Fresh got the slabs
Ten a ki is the price if you want a brick
And if you don't know that, nigga - tax the bitch
Allo Maman Bobo Lyrics
J'marche tout seul le long d'la ligne de ch'min d'fer Dans ma tjte y'a pas d'affaires J'donne des coups d'pied dans un' ptit' bonte en fer Dans ma tjte y'a rien ` faire J'suis mal en campagne et mal en ville Peut-jtre un p'tit peu trop fragile {Refrain:} Allt Maman bobo Maman comment tu m'as fait j'suis pas beau Allt Maman bobo Allt Maman bobo J'traine fumie, j'me r'trouve avec mal au coeur J'ai vomi tout mon quatre heures Fjtes, nuits foll's, avec les gens qu'ont du bol Maint'nant qu'j'f
[Hook - 2x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)]
[Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke
[Baby] than a nigga could know
[Wayne] More money, more cars
[Baby] than a nigga could show
[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price
[Baby] than a nigga could score
[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks
Make 'em get on the floor
[Baby] For sure, wodie
[Mannie Fresh]
It's the return of the click-clackin'
Downtown pistol packin'
Y'all remember me from back in the '89 era
When killers use to wear mascara
And run through the court causin' terror
Random riot gunshots
Government-issued glocks
That's bakin' soda added with that odor - now you got clatch pots
Niggas went from (?) to frozen cups
To catchin' cuts, to big ole nuts
Shorty, I been on missions
Jackin' niggas for Balley competitions
Stickin' guns in bustas' backs
Everybody, come out your Polos and your Zodiacs
But that was back in the days
See, niggas done changed they ways
Went from snug-nose-38's to hand grenades
Now it's a must that niggas bust back when they get cussed at
Or fussed at
Nine-millimeters, glocks, pumps, riot guns, niggas can trust that
[Hook - 4x (Lil' Wayne + Baby)]
[Wayne] Nigga, we done sold more coke
[Baby] than a nigga could know
[Wayne] More money, more cars
[Baby] than a nigga could show
[Wayne] More ice - cheap price
[Baby] than a nigga could score
[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks
Make 'em get on the floor
[Baby] For sure, lil' one
[Wayne] What!
[Baby {talking}]
Y'all got to understand
We got this shit on lock, wodie
If you ain't makin' money you ain't doin' what you suppose to
I understand niggas kickin' in doors for twenty-inch momo's
Whatever it take, lil' daddy
And it don't matter
If I get caught up in a struggle, I got to take mines
If you get caught up, you better believe it..
that that iron gon' get your mind right, dog
We hustlin' for sure, fa
Bling-blingin' without a doubt
Like new cars, and pretty broads
And neighborhood superstars
Money
Bitches
Rags to riches