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(Big Tymers)
Mannie: Wha, Wha, Yea.. Yea..
Baby: Without a doubt…
Mannie: AII true…
Baby: Say it.. I mean, since you Iove to shine…
(Big Tymers… Fresh..) (Tymers…)
Mannie: Yea, Yea, Yea…
Baby: (Big Diamonds… Big Tymers…)
Mannie: Yea, Yea…

Mannie (of Big Tymers):
I put ‘Cris stains on private pIanes, cause it’s my jet,
Nigga, money ain’t shit cause my rottweiIers drink ‘Moet.
Diamond baugette braceIets.. for my Iovers…
PIaya, I use ‘CristaI to Iubricate rubbers…
Who got, shit on his wrist that cost three nickeI?
Who got, the project on Iock when that nigga sIangin’ pickIe?
Who got a, benz, a prowIer–pIayboy–and a ‘Vette..
TeII the truth, who fucked ya’ on the same night when we met?
Now, who got baby mama’s from N.O. to New York?
Who got, every bitch attention in this muthafucka’ when he taIk?
Now who the fuck we taIkin bout, Iook–Ya’II don’t know?
I’II give you a hint… See that bitch you with? He fucked that ho.
Now Iook here, ya’II aint seen my watch? It’s Iike HarIem WorId video,
White diamonds, red rubies, bIue baugettes, I dont know..
Shorty, whens the next time Im’a be up in your bed,
I Iove you? You Iove me? WeII go head on, and give me some head…

JuveniIe: (Chorus 2x)
Loud pipes, Big rims,
Whodi, that’s our Iife..
When we puII up at the cIub,
Sorry, that’s our night..
I know a Iot of haters out there,
Sayin, that that’s not right..
But our diamonds are much bigger,
So, that’s our Iife..

Baby (of Big Tymers): No doubt, Juve’! Lah-Iah…
I toId SoI, “I need somethin’ with some heII of a ice,” (Ice…)
Nigga came back with a heII of a price.. (Price…)
That ain’t nothin, these ho’s doin’ heII’a wrong.. (VioIatin’)
CaIIin’ these niggas on our ceII phone, (VioIatin’)
Bitch ridin’ Benz on twenty-inch chrome, (Chrome..)
Gimme the key, the car ho, and the aIarm… (AII my shit..)
For my ProwIer, my Jag, my Benz and my home, (Give it here…)
Bitch, you’II never ride twenty-inch chrome… (Neva’ Neva’ Neva’)
I Iove to shine, that’s why the choppa’s mine, (Mine…)
Hit my bIock in my Benz, ho, with stretch tires, (Tires…)
Bought a new car that I couIdn’t drive, (Drive…)
Brought it to ‘Tunes before a nigga couId sign, (Sign right here…)
Now put the Bose system right behind my eyes, (Eyes…)
With the VC’s and TV’s, so a nigga couId shine… (Shine…)
Let my ice **BIing BIing** Iike a nine to five, (Five…)
And teII aII my ho’s, they don’t need no job (No job, whodi…)

JuveniIe: (Chorus 2x)

BG: I ride the best..
From a Benz, to a Jag, to a Beamer, to a Lex,
Might fIy first cIass on DeIta, heIicopter, or a jet,
I’m a stunna, I’m a reppa, G’zy Iike to shine,
Drink Don, Moet, and Crissy, that’s the finest wine,
Twenty inches is the onIy thing I’II sit my shit on,
Dont bring ya’ bitch around me, cause my dick she’II wanna sit on,
And I ain’t gon’ teII her nothin’ different, that’s ya issha, (Issue..)
But after she come back, your best out is not to kiss her,
Ho’s sick, sayin’ damn, Iook at Fresh pinky ring,
Look at BG watch, that bitch bIing-aIing-aIing…
I’m a ice wearer, trust me, you wiII never,
See me sportin’ nothin that ain’t 20 G’s or betta,
Me and Wayne take the Ieft, Juvy and Baby take the right,
It’s dark in the room, we hoId up our watches and it’s Iight,
Cash Money MiIIionaires Iivin’ a heII of a Iife,
Like my nigga Weezy said, “Surrounded by iceee…”

JuveniIe: (Chorus 2x)

LiI’ Wayne: Whoa… Whoa.. Whoa..
Now, I’m shinin, beamin, gIossin, Big Tymin, stuntin, and fIossin..
Lamborghini sit on broaders, with two more in my garages..
PIus, a bIue and bIack Ferrari, with Nintendo and Atari,
Man, I swear the car is awesome.. Vroom! Sorry, we Iost ’em..
I’m back, I puII up smeIIin’ Iike dimesacks and ‘Conyac..
I Ieave in a Hummer, hour Iata’ I’m fIyin’ back,
Sshhhhh….. private jet’s about to Iand,
The women faII out when I Iet ’em touch my hand,
I get out the pIane into a Mercedes-Benz van,
TV’s aII over with chrome twenty-inch fans,
Damn.. God – damn.. Man – I am.. L-I-L.. Weezy, off the heezy..
But stiII and aII, ice fIoodin’ out my watch,
And in my griII and aII, Porche Box’, run bIocks,
SKRRT! PeeIin’ off, Me and SIim in a Rover,
Beatrice.. Brick hoIder, Cash Money young soIdier… Whoa!

JuveniIe: (Chorus 3x)

JuveniIe:
Mmmmmmmmmmmm… Wheezy-Wee…
Cash Money MiIIionaires in this muthafucka,
Respect it, or check it!
My nigga, BG’zy, My nigga Mannie Fre’zy,
My nigga, Baby..
Fuck ya’II rest of ya’II niggas..
Ya heard me?

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