Big Tymers lyrics
Big Tymers lyrics
"Got Everything lyrics"
Detroit Thang lyrics
It's a Detroit thing, everybody It's a Detroit thing, tell your body It's a Detroit thing, gonna show you right It's a Detroit thing, yeah, yeah I'm bout to say the law, cause i'm the K-I-D I'll be whippin and flippin rhyms from the fuckin D And for the peoples, and for the peoples Aint nobody in the D bein equals to us So i bust, cause it's a must that i go for my With another funky Detroit rhyme, yeah I got it a
It's a Detroit thing, everybody It's a Detroit thing, tell your body It's a Detroit thing, gonna show you right It's a Detroit thing, yeah, yeah I'm bout to say the law, cause i'm the K-I-D I'll be whippin and flippin rhyms from the fuckin D And for the peoples, and for the peoples Aint nobody in the D bein equals to us So i bust, cause it's a must that i go for my With another funky Detroit rhyme, yeah I got it a
(feat. Tateeze)
[Baby Talking:]
Ay, Big Money Heavyweight, ay Fresh we back at it daddy, Big Tymers, summertime boy
[Verse 1 (Baby)]
See its summertime homie and we born to shine,
Cadillac dipped grill with the 9 on line,
Keep the ice on packed, with the big mack stacks,
Rims dipped the same colour as the new Cadillac,
See we lace our hoes, and smoke our dro'
When we go to the club, we go through the back door,
With the nine on my waistline (waistline)
Any nigga act up he get that nine to his fuckin' mind
Homie still doing time (doing time), son a sack thru his mind
he get it thru the pipeline,
flicks, so you see how we shine, everybody know stunna so you know I'm doing mines,
Its a vision of dreams with Cadillac machines, get loot, not hoes if you know what I mean
Gotta hustle and grind, keep the mo
Some Finer Day lyrics
Ride on the storm I made. I glide onthe ashes of the sky. My blue raincoat makes me say 'No' today. Hey, when does weather ever change Some finer day, say things go my way ; some finer day, I'll play your sunshiny girl (irony!) Ride the mercury with me see howunpredictable it feels. Red this shelter,where we fell to the ground Found out the weather never changed Some finer day...I'll play your
ney on your mind,Ride on the storm I made. I glide onthe ashes of the sky. My blue raincoat makes me say 'No' today. Hey, when does weather ever change Some finer day, say things go my way ; some finer day, I'll play your sunshiny girl (irony!) Ride the mercury with me see howunpredictable it feels. Red this shelter,where we fell to the ground Found out the weather never changed Some finer day...I'll play your
Summertime all hoods, blow up and shine
[Chorus X2 (Tateeze & Baby)]
[Tateeze]
Got everything they ever built, everything they ever made
[Baby]
And on my bed, I even got a mink spread
[Tateeze]
On all my cars, gotta have spinning blades
[Baby]
And all my toys, gotta have an infared
[Verse 2 (Mannie Fresh)]
Six years ago, a friend of mine
Said its gon' rain before the sunshine,
Some gon' lead, some gon' follow,
Some gon' spit, some gon' swallow,
Now where you going ?, where you been ?
And whats your angle, and how you fit in,
So this time I made up my mind,
Fuck being broke, its time to shine,
Kiss my momma, tell my daddy I'm gone,
Baby boy on his way to make a song,
From a quarter to a dollar to a five to a ten
You are witnessing,
The rise of a youn
Arranged Marriage lyrics
The time has come mon fe Apache Fe find one gal and to get marryBut listen when me talk tell everybody Me wan me arranged marriage from me mum and daddy ChorusMe wan gal from Jullunder CityMe wan gal say a soorni curiMe wan gal mon to look after meMe wan gal that say she love meNow nuff of them a come a mon from all overAnd who find them a no the buchularMe say that a the man we call the match-make
g black entrepreneur,The time has come mon fe Apache Fe find one gal and to get marryBut listen when me talk tell everybody Me wan me arranged marriage from me mum and daddy ChorusMe wan gal from Jullunder CityMe wan gal say a soorni curiMe wan gal mon to look after meMe wan gal that say she love meNow nuff of them a come a mon from all overAnd who find them a no the buchularMe say that a the man we call the match-make
Spread my wings, I'm about to soar,
two million, three million nigga I did it,
two billion, three billion nigga lets get it,
[Chorus X2]
[Verse 3 (Baby & Mannie Fresh)]
[Baby]
See I'm a neighbourhood baller with the beamers and sprawlers,
The broads keep callin cuz baby I'm ballin'
Hood rich shit with these ghettos and bricks,
Stunna back at it ma' with that brand new six,
Stunna got that caddy with the bubble eye lips,
Fully equipped whips to custom made shit,
Now everything is wet, and everything is slick,
and everything is paid, mannie mink pimp
[Mannie Fresh]
You scared, get the new escalade,
The long motherfucker get the head done in suede,
Shining at its best, nigga wear your vest,
Southern ass nigga with his shirts and jeans fresh,
I like them starched heavy, big box
A Frame Of Mind lyrics
As the man I am, I dislikeMore purities and feelings sendInto the extacy I hateNobody controls meMaybe it's because nobody wants toAnywayThey watch the terrorIn a maze full of gray we shall restIncomplete, fictive mirrorEnchanting the way, I do at my bestWhen a man disconnects, he will lieA tale telling meyhem inquiries leadingThe poor suckers brainI'm one of those menBut hey then again: Who
chevy,As the man I am, I dislikeMore purities and feelings sendInto the extacy I hateNobody controls meMaybe it's because nobody wants toAnywayThey watch the terrorIn a maze full of gray we shall restIncomplete, fictive mirrorEnchanting the way, I do at my bestWhen a man disconnects, he will lieA tale telling meyhem inquiries leadingThe poor suckers brainI'm one of those menBut hey then again: Who
Head till' I'm dead from my ol' girl Debbie,
Don't try it, buy it, if its factory, amplify it,
Might go nitro, ignite it,
[Chorus X2]
[Baby's voice overlapping, talking]
Yeah !, I see ya Casey, I see ya fam, Gilly, Mikkey, Boo, Mike, Stone, Lac, d-boy Ceedy
Wop, ay Ta I got you girl, I'm a hold us down shorty, we gon buy us some new private jets,
yeah,
Weezy We, Young Money, Squad up nigga, Mannie Freezie, Suga Slim, Joe and Greg, I got us baby,
Hold on nigga, its all good homie, ay Rodney !, its ya boy, its Bird Beezy my Neezy, we
riding for ya Darkchild
in the building nigga, yeah, ay Tanto, I ain't forget bout you nigga, uptown we in this bitch
nigga, ay ay, we riding
till the wheels fall off nigga, guaranteed we wont look back from here nigga,
We keeping it hood, you know, we only know it one way nigga, yeah yeah, ah !