收聽Big Tymers的Got Everything歌詞歌曲

Got Everything

Big Tymers2003年12月9日

Got Everything 歌詞

 

Ay Big Money Heavyweight ay Fresh we back at it daddy Big Tymers summertime boy

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 h*es and smoke our dro'

When we go to the club we go through the back door

With the nine on my waistline

Waistline

Any n***a act up he get that nine to his f**kin' 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 h*es if you know what I mean

Gotta hustle and grind keep the money on your mind

Summertime all hoods blow up and shine

Got everything they ever built everything they ever made

And on my bed I even got a mink spread

On all my cars gotta have spinning blades

And all my toys gotta have an infared

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

F**k 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 young black entrepreneur

Spread my wings I'm about to soar

Two million three million n***a I did it

Two billion three billion n***a lets get it

See I'm a neighbourhood baller with the beamers and sprawlers

The broads keep callin cuz baby I'm ballin'

Hood rich s**t 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 s**t

Now everything is wet and everything is slick

And everything is paid mannie mink pimp

You scared get the new escalade

The long motherf**ker get the head done in suede

Shining at its best n***a wear your vest

Southern a*s n***a with his shirts and jeans fresh

I like them starched heavy big box chevy

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

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 n***a Mannie Freezie Suga Slim Joe and Greg I got us baby

Hold on n***a its all good homie ay Rodney its ya boy its Bird Beezy my Neezy we

Riding for ya Darkchild

In the building n***a yeah ay Tanto I ain't forget bout you n***a uptown we in this b***h

N***a ay ay we riding

Till the wheels fall off n***a guaranteed we won't look back from here n***a

We keeping it hood you know we only know it one way n***a yeah yeah ah