Big Tymers

Big Tymers

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  • Big Tymers Drop It Like It's Hot Lyrics

           

    [Baby]

    Shhhhh, nigga drinkin don pie, and crystal (Huh Bra?)

    All that in the ass, fuckin these hoes, ballin till we fallin

    Drankin too much, but its all good (all good)

    Its all gravey dog watchin they dogs come out



    [Baby]

    Thugged out, when i met the president

    Reeboks and Girbuads, when he came into my residents

    Vest up cuz i aint trust the hoes who we fuckin wit

    Three years in 86 and the mayor supportin mah shit

    Wasnt pickin no cotton for no redneck, Bitch!

    And i wouldnt fuck foxy with another nigga dick

    Been slick doin this shit since 86

    Scarred wit mah neck and my tattoes on mah wrist

    And my motto is i'll fuck a bitch

    Cash checks quick and i done payed my dues to this rap shit

    Competition catchin the blues cuase we comin with that raw shit

    That brown layed down shit

    Stack your cheese wit a tape thats fire slick

    And bees like butter fresh got 'em runnin to the store quick

    And it cost half a ki to see my in the club slick

    And sure 'nuff i dont wanna see no blood slick

    And it cost a whole ki to see me in the stadium, Bitch!

    And ill put that on the bezzle if you dont belive that shit



    [Juvenile]

    I aint givin up shit, everything i got i earned

    Nuthin for free, up in this world is what i learned

    Backdown for what, i know them playas up in that cut

    And they tapin us, my shot they cant wait to bust

    So all you niggaz slow down, you drawin more heat

    I read it in the paper already , they say they gonna sweep

    A brother doin 10-9, im fuckin with you clownz

    Nigga done take his charge, so mah people went down

    Get some were you aint got nuthin to do?

    Im ballin now, i dont time to be fuckin witch you

    Me and chilly ride hod , ready to ball like a dog

    Get full of that hen and that dro' until we fall

    Dont answer the phone , cuase they got us under survalliance

    Look in the real b , You dont know them people tralin?



    [Chorus]



    Drop, Drop, Drop it like its hot

    Watch out ,watch out drop it like its hot

    Whoa, whoa drop it like its hot

    Watch out ,watch out drop it like its hot



    [M. Fresh]



    Who the only nigga you know that'll hassle a bitch

    Who the only nigga you know that'll Harass a bitch

    Fresh miggity, Big Dickity, do the liggity

    Then you my baby boo, Fo shiggity

    You done seen me, got the super weeny

    Ridin with a bitch in the blue Lambourgini

    Muggin while she between me

    Eatin Hizucks, Beatin Dizucks

    Suckin till she catch the Hizucks

    When i shoot the rizzucks, I like 'em i love and i smash

    I hit 'em qiuck in a mash, till the kat K Robbin,Weebon and Bobbin

    Big lip Slobbin on the telephone poles (Whoa)

    The pickle has no heart, in the middle of the dark

    If u cant finish this shit you shouldt have start, with a big-dick birdie man

    23 year old dirty man, pull of yer skirt and then grab your hand

    And let you insert, Da Man



    [Chorus]



    [Cadillac]

    Baby im'a ctach my cut from saratoga unravelin

    Tryin to twist 'em with the shit, with brite gangsta unravelin

    Runnin of on mah shit, Tryin to take what was mine

    But im'a gip with mah shit from 6 figures to the last dime

    Cieze my bank account and i still got my drug bout

    If i was runnin with them niggaz then i'd be crossed up

    Im'a ball till i fall, What you think i was playin?

    I like cars and broads, but im real with this rap thing

    I still got mah buildins, still gonna make a million

    Im'a slang these rocks, from all the way up, They killin 'em

    Take it how you want it, I aint got shit for the doubt

    Till im finished with the life, asked slim its a mougt



    [Baby]

    How you luv that?, Bitch!



    [Chorus]

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