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Man what`s up Playboy?

I know you love these Diamonds (they beautiful ha)

Nigga, "How You Luv That?"

All that stuntin and frontin

It`s all about them diamonds boy



[Baby]

Nigga it`s a pretty day, and it`s flossin season

Added six tires to my new machinery

Double R like to ball like it`s no tomorrow

Pretty broads and we fuckin these superstars

Chrome rims, niggaz ridin new Benz

TV`s, Cadillacs with the new fends

Wet paint, niggaz takin trips to the banks

Hittin malls spendin twenty G`s like stars

Rolex, PlayStations in the Hummer

Just to show these stupid hoes that we worth somethin

My stuntin name Evel Knievel, keep it real

Let me pop a wheelie, hoes love stuntin cause I got love

Gold slugs, stuntin cause we got love

Motorbike button rims cause we livin right

Game tight take a tramp make her out a champ

Overnight got the yole if your money right

Solid TV`s PlayStation with the B.G.

It`s all gravy playboy cause it`s flossin season

A million dollars ain`t nothing to me nigga

but a million hoes is game to me playboy



[Chorus:[ B.G.]]



Nahh nahh - flossers, let me see you rollin your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans

It`s on us, C-M-R are millionaires

Let `em know it`s flossin season everywhere

We flossers, let me see you rollin your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and bourbans

It`s on us, C-M-R are millionaires

Let `em know it`s flossin season everywhere



[B.G.]

I got to get my shine on, do it every time

Seventeens on up, that`s all I ride

In ninety-eight, I been havin them hoes throwin up

They don`t know if I`m in a helicopter or in a truck

I fuck they head up, cause I floss so much

Police had me up cause a nigga so young (ha bruh?)

But you know me nigga..

that ain`t gon` stop B.G. nigga (at all)

Cause the next day you will see nigga

me in somethin else with a TV nigga (f`real)

Fuck it, I`ma floss like that I got scrilla

Come try to take it, you`re fuckin with a guerilla

I got a watch you can see from a block away

I got a chain you`ll see that`ll shock the day

My click do what we say, we don`t stunt wit it

Off top Big Tymers gon` come with it

Layin it down this month cause we got a reason (fo` sho`)

and we gon` rip shit up cause it`s flossin season



[Chorus]



[B.G.]

We flossers, what what what?

I say we ballers, what what what?



[Juvenile]

This is the season for the flossers nigga

Ride top notch shit, fuck what it cost you nigga

Ain`t got no TV`s or CD`s in it - I ain`t gon` ride in it

If it ain`t no overseas type shits - I ain`t gon` drive it

This ain`t the summer to swing the top off

This the season niggaz come out on them 20`s and ball

It ain`t no secret I`ma stunter, like Evel Knievel

Jumpin out Lex`s and Hummer`s, showin off for my people

When I pull up in V.I.P. they say that`s a nice car

Bitches all in my face can`t even make it to the bar

Me, broke and assed-out? 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 karats on both of my pinkies, ten thousand ap-iece

Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East

Fuck that, I`ma play bourban it`s a thousand a suite



[Mannie Fresh]

Who had the, first bourban with the livin room set

Who the only nigga you know that drive a burgundy jet

How many cities you know, named after me? (uhh..)

It`s gon` be a bunch of them motherfuckers 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

McGyver 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` ridin on the Lakers

Pack my bitches up and move to the hills

Thirty days a month - thirty Automobiles

The Lexus or Benz that come out in the year two thousand

I got one of them bitches parked around corner by the housin

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]



[B.G.]

We flossers, what what?

Man what`s up Playboy?

I know you love these Diamonds (they beautiful ha)

Nigga, "How You Luv That?"

All that stuntin and frontin

It`s all about them diamonds boy



[Baby]

Nigga it`s a pretty day, and it`s flossin season

Added six tires to my new machinery

Double R like to ball like it`s no tomorrow

Pretty broads and we fuckin these superstars

Chrome rims, niggaz ridin new Benz

TV`s, Cadillacs with the new fends

Wet paint, niggaz takin trips to the banks

Hittin malls spendin twenty G`s like stars

Rolex, PlayStations in the Hummer

Just to show these stupid hoes that we worth somethin

My stuntin name Evel Knievel, keep it real

Let me pop a wheelie, hoes love stuntin cause I got love

Gold slugs, stuntin cause we got love

Motorbike button rims cause we livin right

Game tight take a tramp make her out a champ

Overnight got the yole if your money right

Solid TV`s PlayStation with the B.G.

It`s all gravy playboy cause it`s flossin season

A million dollars ain`t nothing to me nigga

but a million hoes is game to me playboy



[Chorus:[ B.G.]]



Nahh nahh - flossers, let me see you rollin your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans

It`s on us, C-M-R are millionaires

Let `em know it`s flossin season everywhere

We flossers, let me see you rollin your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and bourbans

It`s on us, C-M-R are millionaires

Let `em know it`s flossin season everywhere



[B.G.]

I got to get my shine on, do it every time

Seventeens on up, that`s all I ride

In ninety-eight, I been havin them hoes throwin up

They don`t know if I`m in a helicopter or in a truck

I fuck they head up, cause I floss so much

Police had me up cause a nigga so young (ha bruh?)

But you know me nigga..

that ain`t gon` stop B.G. nigga (at all)

Cause the next day you will see nigga

me in somethin else with a TV nigga (f`real)

Fuck it, I`ma floss like that I got scrilla

Come try to take it, you`re fuckin with a guerilla

I got a watch you can see from a block away

I got a chain you`ll see that`ll shock the day

My click do what we say, we don`t stunt wit it

Off top Big Tymers gon` come with it

Layin it down this month cause we got a reason (fo` sho`)

and we gon` rip shit up cause it`s flossin season



[Chorus]



[B.G.]

We flossers, what what what?

I say we ballers, what what what?



[Juvenile]

This is the season for the flossers nigga

Ride top notch shit, fuck what it cost you nigga

Ain`t got no TV`s or CD`s in it - I ain`t gon` ride in it

If it ain`t no overseas type shits - I ain`t gon` drive it

This ain`t the summer to swing the top off

This the season niggaz come out on them 20`s and ball

It ain`t no secret I`ma stunter, like Evel Knievel

Jumpin out Lex`s and Hummer`s, showin off for my people

When I pull up in V.I.P. they say that`s a nice car

Bitches all in my face can`t even make it to the bar

Me, broke and assed-out? 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 karats on both of my pinkies, ten thousand ap-iece

Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East

Fuck that, I`ma play bourban it`s a thousand a suite



[Mannie Fresh]

Who had the, first bourban with the livin room set

Who the only nigga you know that drive a burgundy jet

How many cities you know, named after me? (uhh..)

It`s gon` be a bunch of them motherfuckers 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

McGyver 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` ridin on the Lakers

Pack my bitches up and move to the hills

Thirty days a month - thirty Automobiles

The Lexus or Benz that come out in the year two thousand

I got one of them bitches parked around corner by the housin

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]



[B.G.]

We flossers, what what?

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