B.G. - 187 Big Tymers Lyrics

[f*ck that bitch (F*ck her)
Why'all know who I'm talkin' 'bout - she can suck my dick (Eat up)
They want to be with a nigga when your money come right (for real?)
When shit get bad, them hoes clean outta sight (For real?)
B.G. downed the broad and he passed her to Juvy (What?)
Baby got the bitch, and he put her in a movie
Triple-X rated (Huh?)
Joe Casey say, "The bitch ate it."
Our two D.J.'s say, "The bitch can't be faded."
Once again, it's on
The bitch jammed up with Stone (Then what?)
Wayne and Turk did the bitch when we left her alone
Then the sharks, nigga (Sharks?)
Yes, the sharks, nigga (Yes, the sharks, nigga)
F*cked the bitch in her ass in the park, nigga (In the park, nigga)
I don't know that lil' nigga, but I'ma pass her to him
Motherf*ck that dog ass, jive bitch: Kim

(Hook [B.G.])
Big Tymers don't trust hoes
Big Tymers don't love hoes
After they finished with 'em, them niggas, they'll shove hoes
Big Tymers - they toss hoes
They don't brown-nose
They think they all that, they got the whole clique down them hoes

Big Tymers don't trust hoes
Big Tymers don't love hoes
After they finished with 'em, them niggas, they'll shove hoes
Big Tymers - they toss hoes
Them niggas don't brown-nose
They think they all that, they got the whole clique down them hoes

[Lac]
What, what, what,
We put diamonds, and Rolies, and bracelets, and rings, and
Necklace, and pendants, and $'s, and chains, and
Twenty's on Bentley's, and Prowlers, and Jaguars
Cadillac's, and Benzes, and Beamer's, and fast cars
Houses and mansions with marble and mink floors
Movie-screen TV's with automatic glass doors
Hoes say they love me, but friendships don't last, though
We rich but we f*cked up from shit with the last hoes
The dollar ain't on the chest, the body is still tatted
Ride or die for CMR - get outta line, get battered
Lil' Wheezy more platted
Baby more platted
Big Tymers, Hot Boys, and them sharks - they all gatted
My watch thirty karats - Suga Don the grand-daddy
Rappers, while you're hatin' your car, we now have it
(?) we move packages, (?) jack it
Man stood and rest in piece - head bustas was his jackin'
Dog, when I grow up, I want to be just like me:
A millionaire, bobbin' his head to a Mannie Fresh beat
And I swear under my shirt, June Miami heat
Around my neck with some fingers'll last 'til January

(Hook3x [B.G.])
Big Tymers stunt very hard
Drive the finest cars
Big Tymers got that work
Got a Impala, and got it hard
Big Tymers - they live in lavish
Neck and the wrist is platted
Every kind of diamond that they got, them niggas have it

[B.G.]
For sure, nigga (For sure, nigga)
B.G. and the fam'
If you gotta be a B.T.
([B.] It's like bein' a H.B.)
A H.B.
([B.] Ya understand)
Ya understand
Ya undersmell that
Ya gotta go get it
Damn, Baby, you're blindin' me, yeah
You're blindin' me, yeah
Boy, you're blindin' me, yeah
You're blindin' me, yeah
([B.] Turk and Lil' Wheezy)
Lil' Wheezy
([B.] To then B.Geezy)
To then B.Geezy, to O.Geezy
How you love that
And it's all good, nigga (It's all good, nigga)
([B.] Get your mind right)
Get your mind right
Big Tymers been doin' this here (Been doin' this here)
Since '92, nigga
Pimpin' ain't easy (Pimpin' ain't easy)
([B.] Been stun'n)
Been stun'n
([B.] Repped out like a motherf*cker)
Number-one stunna, nigga
([B.] Uptown New Orleans, nigga)
The world's number-one stunna, and the world's best producer, nigga
The Big Tymers