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点击复制Suga & Pac Puff & Big
Suga & Pac Puff & Big
Feat B G Lil Wayne
Me the B G and Baby my f**kin rounds
Two livin legend paper chasers from uptown
Bout money and b***hes puttin haters in ditches
We roll in trucks like Hummers and Expeditions
Our relationship like Moses and Jesus
Ask one of our h*es ain't no comin between us
Two black young kingpins that's how they treat us
Steaks and fettucini is what they feed us
N***a ridin shinin me and my n***a be sippin
The finest wine and spendin G's makin trips
Back and forth to Texas we flyin tryin to make a mill' y'all
Cause we roll with the motto Ball 'til we fall
F**k wit B you bringin B G all the way out there
F**k wit me G you bringin Baby all the way out there
Since ninety two ninety three our love been there
We never spend to a p***y Cash Money n***az share
I'm a Big Tymer that's a fact
Suga Slim just signed a million dollar contract
Lil'
Capone thuggin quick to bust yo' head
Watch your tone in that mansion is where we lay our head at
We play high gold floss rocks and drive drop tops
Way I bust it look like Suge and 'Pac
Like Suge and 'Pac like Puff and B I G
Baby and B G tryin to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J like Russ and Run
Baby and B G tryin to clock a million
Like J and 'Face like Russ and Run
Baby and B G comin through like assault rifle machine guns
Worth more money than these n***az could wonder
You better thank quick n***a we hit blocks like thunder
Comin through a dark tunnel a black on black Hummer
It ain't no secret we showed our a*s last summer
We both got three or fo' b***hes we bank at first
Embassy playboy to hide our riches
Me and this young n***a we tighter than stitches
He the motherf**kin rapper and I'm the game spitter
And if you you f**k wit him
I'll clear my bank account on one of you b***hes
And I'll put that on my Ma and my Pa and they both restin in peace
It ain't nuttin in this industry gon' f**k
Wit Baby and little B G wit Mannie Fresh beats
Wit Suga Slim's brains behind all this heat
And my Hot Boyz strapped ridin right beside me
N***a I'll bet a million dolars to yo' light bill
I'll bet my Rolex wit my bezel n***a to yo' cable bill
It ain't nuttin in this industry could f**k wit Cash Money
Cause we keep it real n***a believe that
Now what Like Suge and 'Pac like Puff and B I G
Baby and B G tryin to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J like Russ and Run
Baby and B G tryin to clock a million what
I got love for my n***a Baby
He heard I rapped came on VL and saved me
Now we ballin livin swell it's gravy
Cause I'm gettin my shine on don't you hate me
B G and Baby livin good pah
We just determined to hustle and get out the hood dog
F**k wit me and my boy I wish you would dog
We ridin dirty and I'll put that on the hood dog
Now what make these h*es thank that I ain't rich
What make these n***az think the diamonds on my Rolex ain't the s**t
My brotha Prime taught me how to wear two Rolexes at one time
N***a I'm gon' shine 'til I die
Me and this n***a been together since he was twelve
Hangin out at club Rolexes daybreak watchin my beeper ring bells
Now I knew this young n***a would end up swell
I used my mind to keep him writin rhymes
Cause I knew he'a be major at one time
Now I done rolled in the flyest cars
It ain't no secret that B G 's a Cash Money superstar
Like Suge and 'Pac like Puff and B I G
Baby and B G tryin to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J like Russ and Run
Baby and B G tryin to clock a million
Like Suge and 'Pac like Puff and B I G
Baby and B G tryin to clock six figs
Like 'Face and J like Russ and Run
N***a Baby and B G tryin to clock a million ha
Ain't nuttin could f**k wit us playboy
We take it how you want it that's the issue n***a
We clockin it's all gravy
If it ain't about that money we ain't havin seein no b***hes
We doin what we got to do we clockin G's
Lil' Antoine my lil' potnah from Tennessee
It's all gravy playboy how you luv that n***a
We clockin playboy if you don't like it that's the issue n***a
Get it how you live playboy
How you luv that n***a
If it don't make money it don't make sense n***a
I wear two watches on my wrist at fifty G's a piece
How's that look n***a That's a hundred
I done put two hundred G's on my grill
My dog Fresh bout to redo his s**t
N***a we just gon' have gold and h*es
How you luv that playboy
Drankin Crystal poppin bottles
N***az ain't drankin Tanqu zay no more
N***az wearin rangs cost twenty G's
N***az earrings cost 'em twenty G's
N***az's rims cost 'em ten G's
N***a homes costin two mill ion
N***a h*es gettin furs n***a h*es gettin gators
N***az just
Dumpin playa haters
It ain't no thang boy how you luv that n***a
Believe that boy
Man I love yo' momma