Big Tymerz (Explicit) Lyrics
Big Tymerz (Explicit) - Lud Foe
Written by：Willie James Akins Jr.
Your b**th is a gunner
Ride foreigns in the summer
Pop pills smoke w**d
I'm the plug with the drugs I got what you need
Big rims on trucks
Ran off on the plug yeah he outta luck
8 doors shut the lights
I done dodged fast cars yeah I'm runnin' lights
Highspeed hellcat
Hell nah hella nah ain't no catchin' that
F**k your b**th from the back
Hell naw I ain't want her you can have her back
Forgiatos mounted up
Check a big bag of money then I count it up
Homicides zip 'em up
He ain't breathin' tell the coroners go and pick 'em up
Pull up slide doors
Blue strips open doors
Designer drugs designer clothes
Designer hoes designer poles
New whips pigeon toe
New ice rose gold
New price show sold
Bankrolls don't fold
Rocks blows we sell doughs
So strong make a junkie head explode
Water whippin' I broke the stove
Now I got d**e residue all on my clothes
Red bottoms gucci shoes we rock louis too
You a killer april fools
Ni**a get this sh*t confused you gon' make the news
Dealerships foreign whips
Cash out poker chips
Thick b**th mean walk
Yellow tape red tape and white chalk
These niggas all talk
Hit the mall f**k it off f**k it what I brought
These niggas throw salt
They just mad cause they broke ain't my fault
Follow the trails I'm drippin' sauce
Leg hangin' out the car cause my doors off
He off lean he dosed off
He ain't see me comin' with that mossberg sawed off
Poppin' pills let me be great
Got a bad b**th and she on section 8
Pappadeaux and steak
Tipped the waitress a hundred told her bring my plate
Presidential obama
Naw not the president I'm talkin' marijuana
My eyes low off I'm high off ganja
Dawg changed I can't see you call me stevie wonder
In the strip club throwin' ones
We just snuck in with all our guns
I'm standin' on the bar showin' out
These gucci shoes ain't comin' out
Donuts burn outs
Nascar fast car watch the engine 'bout
See a lame point 'em out
My homie tweakin' off the sh*t he'll knock 'em out
Your time is runnin' out
We'll turn a ni**a house to a haunted house
I get it by the large amout
I hit my plug for the drugs if I'm runnin' out
Runnin' out
Runnin' out
Runnin' out
Runnin' out