Suga & Pac, Puff & Big - Big Tymers feat B.G., Lil Wayne
{B.G.}
Me the B.G., and Baby my f_ckin rounds
Two livin legend paper chasers from uptown
Bout money and b_tches, puttin haters in ditches
We roll in trucks like Hummers and Expeditions
Our relationship like Moses and Jesus
Ask one of our hoes, ain't no comin between us
Two black young kingpins, that's how they treat us
Steaks and fettucini is what they feed us
N_gga ridin shinin, me and my n_gga be sippin
the finest wine and spendin G's, makin trips
back and forth to Texas, we flyin; tryin to make a mill' y'all
Cause we roll with the motto, "Ball til we fall"
F_ck wit B, you bringin B.G. all the way out there
F_ck wit me G you bringin Baby all the way out there
Since ninety-two ninety-three our love been there
We never spend to a p_ssy, Cash Money n_ggaz share
I'm a Big Tymer, that's a fact
Suga Slim just signed a, million dollar contract
Lil' (?) Capone thuggin quick to bust yo' head
Watch your tone in that mansion is where we lay our head at
We play high gold floss rocks and drive drop-tops
Way I bust it look like Suge and 'Pac
{Lil Wayne}
Like Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J., like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million
{Baby}
Like J. and 'Face, like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. comin through like assault rifle machine guns
Worth more money than these n_ggaz could wonder
You better thank quick n_gga we hit blocks like thunder
Comin through a dark tunnel a black on black Hummer
It ain't no secret we showed our ass last summer
We both got three or fo' b_tches we bank at first
Embassy playboy to hide our riches
Me and this young n_gga we tighter than stitches
He the motherf_ckin rapper and I'm the game spitter
And if you you f_ck wit him
I'll clear my bank account on one of you b_tches
And I'll put that on my Ma and my Pa and they both restin in peace
It ain't nuttin in this industry gon' f_ck
wit Baby and little B.G., wit Mannie Fresh beats
Wit Suga Slim's brains behind all this heat
and my Hot Boyz strapped ridin right beside me
N_gga I'll bet a million dolars to yo' light bill
I'll bet my Rolex wit my bezel n_gga to yo' cable bill
It ain't nuttin in this industry could f_ck wit Cash Money
cause we keep it real n_gga, believe that
{Lil Wayne}
Now what? Like Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J., like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million, what?
{B.G.}
I got love for my n_gga Baby
He heard I rapped, came on VL and saved me
Now we ballin, livin swell it's gravy
Cause I'm gettin my shine on, don't you hate me?
B.G. and Baby, livin good pah
We just determined to hustle and get out the hood dog
F_ck wit me and my boy, I wish you would dog
We ridin dirty and I'll put that on the hood dog
{Baby}
Now what make these hoes thank that I ain't rich?
What make these n_ggaz think the diamonds on my Rolex ain't the sh_t?
My brotha Prime taught me how to wear two Rolexes at one time
N_gga I'm gon' shine til I die
Me and this n_gga been together since he was twelve
Hangin out at club, Rolexes daybreak watchin my beeper ring bells
Now I knew this young n_gga would end up swell
I used my mind to keep him writin rhymes
cause I knew he'a be major at one time
Now I done rolled in the flyest cars
It ain't no secret that B.G.'s a Cash Money superstar
{Lil Wayne}
Like Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J., like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million
Like Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J., like Russ and Run
N_gga Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million, ha?
{Baby}
Ain't nuttin could f_ck wit us playboy
We take it how you want it, that's the issue n_gga
We clockin it's all gravy
If it ain't about that money we ain't havin seein no b_tches
We doin what we got to do, we clockin G's
Lil' Antoine, my lil' potnah from Tennessee
It's all gravy playboy, how you luv that n_gga?
We clockin playboy, if you don't like it that's the issue n_gga
Get it how you live playboy
How you luv that n_gga?
If it don't make money it don't make sense n_gga
I wear two watches on my wrist, at fifty G's a piece
How's that look n_gga? That's a hundred
I done put two hundred G's on my grill
My dog Fresh bout to redo his sh_t
N_gga we just gon' have gold and hoes
How you luv that playboy?
Drankin Crystal, poppin bottles
N_ggaz ain't drankin Tanqu-zay no more
N_ggaz wearin rangs cost twenty G's
N_ggaz earrings cost 'em twenty G's
N_ggaz's rims cost 'em ten G's
N_gga homes costin two mill-ion
N_gga hoes gettin furs, n_gga hoes gettin gators
N_ggaz just.. dumpin playa haters
It ain't no thang boy, how you luv that n_gga?
Believe that boy (man I love yo' momma)
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