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    [Mannie Fresh]

    My phone went ring bout a quarter to four

    Its Kevin's old bitch sayin open the door

    She said Tracey told Lisa that you put it on her

    And Lisa told Gwynn that you wanted to bone her

    See the pussy is incredible the mouth is a fool

    I brought a friend, you know Gwynn can you make her say ohhhhhh

    If ya fuck me, Baby, Stone, Mikkey, and Lac

    Freckle Face Bobby, me again, then Jack

    I need it twice I'm nothin' nice when I'm slangin the dick

    And I like it when you dikin with the whole damn clique

    This is a day in the life of a Big Tymer yall

    Get the money, get the bitches, get the weed lets ball

    Next time you chillin just kissin ya chick

    That funny taste in her mouth might be my dick

    To the bitches in the hood this is where ya find a

    Dick slangin, pickle hangin anaconda

    Ssssssssss

    Ohhhhhh ohhhhhh

    Hot hot

    Ohhhhhh ohhhh

    [Baby]

    I slap hoes, Mack ride on O's

    I done gon '82 slant back el do's

    I'm a dawg about my money, G about this game

    I love pretty women and I do the damn thang

    I shine like penitentiary floors

    But not just me homie its every nigga I know

    It's a 808 nigga, cook and shake nigga

    Beats make money and Mannie Fresh made this cake nigga

    Suga Slim let these leeches off my neck

    Sayen Stunna slow down and hold your best

    You gave yo best shot and you still gon' lose

    While we ride new whips on 22's

    You a pussy mutha fucker shoulda been cutting y'all lose

    I knew it wasn't in ya, I knew you wasn't true

    I'm a G from the heart got it tattoed on my brain

    Wont back up on ya stunnin'?

    Aint neva gon change

    Ohhhh ohhhhh

    Hot hot

    Ohhhh ohhhh

    [Mannie Fresh]

    Bitch I took your Regal without the desert eagle

    Yall don't want beef with me and my people

    How could y'all say y'all was hot niggas

    Frozen cup, orange duck, fake ass figgas

    Together we stand so I got a new crew

    If y'all feel fuck me then fuck y'all to

    Yall got guns, we got missiles

    Clear whole blocks burn niggas to gristles

    [Baby]

    I'm Stunna ak you know who I am

    The Birdman 3-peat with my dick in my hands

    I ride big whips, tired of talken bout this shit

    I watched jive niggas turn ta snitch

    Runnin' round talken CMB eat a dick

    If it wasn't for me y'all niggas wouldn't be shit

    I'm a gangsta nigga I stand my own ground

    Mutha fucka I run Uptown

    Ohhhhhhh ohhhhhh

    Hot hot

    Hot hot

    Hot hot

    We drop it like its hot

    I put my ice on it

    I put my life on it

    I put my wife on it

    We drop it like its hot

    I put the 3rd on it

    I put my word on it

    Bet 100 birds on it

    We drop it like its hot

    Hood rat put a fur on it

    2 double X 2 with the purr on it

    We drop it like its hot

    We Big Tymers we spit game

    Nigga we aint rhymers

    We drop it like its hot

    We drop it like its hot

    I put my ice on it

    I put my life on it

    I put my wife on it

    We drop it like its hot

    I put the 3rd on it

    I put my word on it

    Bet 100 birds on it

    We drop it like its hot

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