Flossin Season lyrics

BG]
Man whats up Playboy
I know you love these Diamonds
Nigga how you love that all that
stunten and fronten it`s all about them diamonds

Big Tymer 1:
Nigga it`s a pretty day and it`s flossin season
Added six ties to my new machinery
Double R at the bar like it`s no tomorrow
Pretty broads and we fuckin these Superstars
Chrome Rims nigga ridding new Benz
TV`s Caddllic with the new fends
We bang niggas taking trips to the Banks
Hitting malls spending 20 g`s like stars
Rolex Playstations in the Hummer
Just to show these stupid Hoes we worth something
My stunting name is Eviel Kneviel
Keep it real let me pop a willey
Hoes love stunten cause I got love
Gold slugs Stunten cause we got love
Motorbike Bun rims cause we living right
Game tight take a tramp make her out a champ
Overnight got the Yallo if your money right
Solid TV`s playstation with the BG`s
It`s all gravy playboy cause it`s flossin season
Million dollars ain`t nothing to me nigga
But a million Hoes is game to me playboy

Chorus: 2 x`s
NA Na Na Flossers let me see you rolling yo rims
Ballers helicopter, Bikes, and Burbans
It`s on us see we all millionaires
Let`em know it`s flossin season

BG:
I got to get my shine on
Do it every time seventeens on up
That`s all I ride cause in 98
I been having them Hoes throwing up
They don`t know if I`m in a Helicopter or a Truck
I Fuck they head up cause I floss so much
Police had me up cause a nigga so young Hum Bro
But you know me nigga, that ain`t goin stop BG nigga
Cause the next day you will see nigga
Me and somethin else with a TV nigga
But fuck it I`ma floss like that I got scrilla
Come try to take it you fucking with a foreala
I got to watch and see form a block away
I got a chain you see that`ll shock the day
My click treal with what we say I don`t stomp wit it
Off top Big Tymers gonna come with it
We laying it down this month cause we got a reason
Fo sho we going to rip shit up cause it`s flossin season

Chorus: 2 x`s

Juvenile:
This is the season for the flosser nigga
Ride top notch shit fuck what it cost you nigga
Ain`t got no TV`s or CD`s in it then I gonna ride in it
If it ain`t no oversea type shit I ain`t goin drive it
This ain`t the summer to swing the top off
This is the season niggas come out on them 20`s and ball
It ain`t no secret I`ma stunter like Eivel Kneviel
Jumping out Lex`s and Hummer`s showing off for my people
When I up in VIP they say that`s a nice car
Bitches all in my face I can`t even make it to the Bar
Me, Bro, and Mann stop never that man
I got some shit up in my ear you can see from a airplane
I don`t think Super D can pull a stunt like me
Got Kart`s on both of my pinkey`s, ten thousand apiece
Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East
Fuck that I going to play burban it`s a thousand a suite

Big Tymer 2:
Who had a first Burban with a living room set
Who the only nigga you know that drive a Burgundy Jet
How many city`s you knew named after me
It`s going to be a bunch of them muthafuckas when I finish G
Now baby I know you missed us,
Big daddy light up a room like Christmas
Shine like a light bulb rich thug
Let that little girl come over here and give a millionaire a hug
Magyver ain`t liver than a Big Tymer
Big Dick a million dollars and a Pathfinder
Mr. Betty Crocker cake maker casino breaker
Tell Shaq I got a half a mill riding on the Lakers
Pack my bitches up and move to the hills
Thirty days a month thirty Automobiles
The Lexus and Benz come out in the year two thousand
I got one of them bitches parked around corner round housing
The bike I got come out in the year two thousand ten
eleven fifty zoop with the batman fin
The ring I got Liberace want it
He couln`t afford that bitch but I can afford to flaunt it

Chorus till song ends