Big Tymers

Texty písní Alba

Rocky

Stay in line, bitch

Get your mind right

Let's go, playboy

Look:

I'll bat the piss out a bitch quick

Oh yeah, he'll do it!

I'll wilin' off that Ruby Red and Absolute

Catch me hoppin' out somethin' from 2002

Leave a scar on your hoe from the side of my shoe

Bitches gotten fucked up - I ain't never been cheap

All I know is bricks, money, pussy, and streets

Niggas hatin' 'cause my teeth lookin' like they piece

I done spent about a-hundred-fifty grand at least

Boy, don't make me smile 'cause I'll blind a bitch

Hoes shout when I pass - that's a Tymer, bitch

Don't pop up at the house, you might find your bitch

on my video tape - man, rewind that shit

And if my main hoe flip, she get one for that

If she takin' private trips, her lip hung for that

I don't love no hoe - after I fuck 'em, I don't know 'em

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, I'm Rocky Balboa

If lil' momma actin' bad, then, nigga, you show her

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

Meet me at the cat cave, bitch, in a hour

And I'ma show your dog ass, yo, I got the power

to have you screamin', "No, no!"

Shove you in your go-go

I got my nut - I'm 'bout to get up and take a photo

Wait a minute, hold up, baby, slow it down

Touch your toes, toot your ass, now turn around

And admit you the shit - damn, I love you, girl

Yeah, I'm lyin', but I'm tryin' to fuck up your whole world

Got your picture suckin' dicks in a big black Chevy

What your name? That's a shame - I forgot already

I told 'em you got super-suction on your head

I told 'em you do bad-ass tricks in the bed

I told 'em you could flip and land dead on the dick

I told 'em they could do you next, freak, 'cause I quit

Catch you from behind

Bend your perfect spine

Baby got that pussy, but that ass is mine

If lil' momma actin' bad with you, nigga, you show her

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

Listen up, lil' nigga - I got a story to tell

'bout a bitch that I left down in ATL

Went to Miami, and I met a freak

She been workin' on me, slurpin' on me one whole week

Got a freak that I love down in Acetown

Can't remember how she look 'cause she keep her face down

One in L.A., two in New York

One in Chicago, stay in Hyde Park

Three from China

One in Carolina

Ten in my city

Six of 'em pretty

Lil' momma from Tennessee: drunk off Hennessy

I should've stuck her a long time ago, but she killin' me

I love this lifestyle 'cause I'm real with this shit

Been runnin' 'round uptown with the baddest bitches

Took a flight to Chicago to holler at my clique

Rollers, hustlers, and niggas who pimp bitches

My main man, Johnson, Big Man, and Shorty

I got to be here for my son and my daughter

Now five a ki if you're transportin'

My nigga hit a lick and bought a Range Rover

My hoe went to the beef, but I don't know why, wodie

The hoe know I got ki's, dope, and Dosier

Nothin' but guns

Bitch, I'ma show ya

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, I'm Rocky Balboa

If lil' momma actin' bad with you, nigga, you show her

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

If lil' one outta line, then, nigga, you go-a

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

If a broad touch yurn, then, nigga, you show her

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa

If she wilin' with another nigga, wodie, you go-a

Bauw, b-b-bauw, bauw, Rocky Balboa