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BG
Man whats up Playboy
I know you love these Diamonds
nigg* how you love that all that
stunten and fronten it's all about them diamonds
Big Tymer 1:
nigg* it's a pretty day and it's flossin season
Added six ties to my new machinery
Double R at the bar like it's no tomorrow
Pretty broads and we fkin these Superstars
Chrome Rims nigg* ridding new Benz
TV's, Caddllic with the new fends
We bang taking trips to the Banks
Hitting malls spending 20 g's like stars
Rolex Playstations in the Hummer
Just to show these stupid Hoes we worth something
My stunting name is Eviel Kneviel
Keep it real let me pop a willey
Hoes love stunten cause I got love
Gold slugs Stunten cause we got love
Motorbike Bun rims cause we living right
Game tight take a tramp make her out a champ
Overnight got the Yallo if your money right
Solid TV's playstation with the BG's
It's all gravy playboy cause it's flossin season
Million dollars ain't nothing to me nigg*
But a million Hoes is game to me playboy
Chorus: 2 x's
NA Na Na Flossers let me see you rolling yo rims
Ballers helicopter, Bikes, and Burbans
It's on us see we all millionaires
Let'em know it's flossin season
BG:
I got to get my shine on
Do it every time seventeens on up
That's all I ride cause in 98
I been having them Hoes throwing up
They don't know if I'm in a Helicopter or a Truck
I fck they head up cause I floss so much
Police had me up cause a nigg* so young Hum Bro
But you know me nigg*, that ain't goin stop BG nigg*
Cause the next day you will see nigg*
Me and somethin else with a TV nigg*
But fk it I'ma floss like that I got scrilla
Come try to take it you fking with a foreala
I got to watch and see form a block away
I got a chain you see that'll shock the day
My click treal with what we say I don't stomp wit it
Off top Big Tymers gonna come with it
We laying it down this month cause we got a reason
Fo sho we going to rip s**t up cause it's flossin season
Chorus: 2 x's
Juvenile:
This is the season for the flosser nigg*
Ride top notch s**t fk what it cost you nigg*
Ain't got no TV's or CD's in it then I gonna ride in it
If it ain't no oversea type s**t I ain't goin drive it
This ain't the summer to swing the top off
This is the season come out on them 20's and ball
It ain't no secret I'ma stunter like Eivel Kneviel
Jumping out Lex's and Hummer's showing off for my people
When I up in VIP they say that's a nice car
girls all in my face I can't even make it to the Bar
Me, Bro, and Mann stop never that man
I got some s**t up in my ear you can see from a airplane
I don't think Super D can pull a stunt like me
Got Kart's on both of my pinkey's, ten thousand apiece
Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East
fk that I going to play burban it's a thousand a suite
Big Tymer 2:
Who had a first Burban with a living room set
Who the only nigg* you know that drive a Burgundy Jet
How many city's you knew named after me
It's going to be a bunch of them muth*fkas when I finish G
Now baby I know you missed us,
Big daddy light up a room like Christmas
Shine like a light bulb rich thug
Let that little girl come over here and give a millionaire a hug
Magyver ain't liver than a Big Tymer
Big d*ck a million dollars and a Pathfinder
Mr. Betty Crocker cake maker casino breaker
Tell Shaq I got a half a mill riding on the Lakers
Pack my girls up and move to the hills
Thirty days a month thirty Automobiles
The Lexus and Benz come out in the year two thousand
I got one of them girls parked around corner round housing
The bike I got come out in the year two thousand ten
eleven fifty zoop with the batman fin
The ring I got Liberace want it
He couln't afford that b*tch but I can afford to flaunt it
Chorus till song ends: