Tekster:
Big Tymers No No

m the shit, you can believe that nigga Got diamonds and golds so I can blind these hoes I'ma ball till fall, spending g's at the mall Have a big ballin

like Got a Southern ass truck with a Southern ass dog Got a big big system knockin' pictures off the wall Got a big Southern party drivin' big seven

Ladies and gentlemen, see it's like Hello, hello, hello Hello, hello See baby Hello, hello, hello Hello, hello Now, I been trying to fuck with you since

To all my peoples, to all my peoples To all my peoples, yeah Together we stand and divided we fall If niggaz get together then we all can ball Live as

Big stars, Big cars Big shows, Big hoes, Big drawers Big drama with baby mamma Get her wheels, pay her bills, Big Tymer Big titties, Big cities Dike bitches that love eatin' kitties Big

rollin with the flayers, oh yeah Just back seat ridin', oh yeah You know nigga be drivin', oh yeah Wit two freaks inside it, oh yeah So we with the Big Tymers

defendant Why you need Johnny Cochran? You rollin' with them cash money millionaires now Hey, big shouts out to Greg green This of uhh cases that concentrated titty milk And big

[Baby talking] Um hmm...fo sho You can do big thangs when you're a Big Tymer And even if you ain't nigga just keep grindin' nigga You really ain't got

start this bitch tha new hurricane See tha niggas ain't gone like that But tha bitches gone ride that [Bullet Proof] Big money is heavy weight That's Fresh and Big