Pimps, Playas-n-Hustlas lyrics

by

Big Tymers


[Baby]
Handle it boy...

Shine like a blue moon at bezel
I shine in the summer or in the rainy weather
Player look n*gga, I can shoot dice
But you can't break me fella
I go to my teller cuz I'm high and I need so cheddar
You little young C.E's need to sell some O's
And tell your ho's to get out my grill cause I got cash flow
More mo's extremes be these ho's dreams
Twenty-inch rims Expiditions for the whole team
Now picture me in Akron city immediately
And these ho's in my grill acting silly
Cuz a New Orlean's n*gga hit that city
And I'm locing with my homeboy chilly
Now player, I play the game the only way I can deal 'em dog
I watch these n*ggas eye-to-eye so I can see 'em fall
And the devil got these streets dry cuz n*ggas packing heat
And real n*ggas beef is putting real n*ggas to sleep
And I might slow down cuz n*ggas wanna see white sheets
And I'm in club status drinking on Don P
It ain't no secret I could f*ck any b*tch in Ohio city
Cuz these ho's be loving me

[Mannie Fresh]
Have to beat a b*tch
Mistreat a b*tch
Cheat a b*tch
Delete a b*tch
Now who's the sh*ts?
See my story takes place on the late night
I was in Ohio trying to get some Ak-right
b*tch was acting funny so I had to get game
I said you'll be my queen
I'll be your king sh*t'l never change
Now I'm just sitting there looking at the beaver
It's hairy like Barry and it's bigger than Geneva
Something said stick my finger in so I did
Then came the two the three the four the thumb and ahh sh*t
I just don't believe it how can she concieve it?
My fist, my wrist b*tch, you need to Summer's Eve it
b*tch yo' bush black you smell like--step back
What the f*ck is that?
Didn't stop me uh-uh it's time to flow
Best believe Mannie Fresh be packing bro'
Pulled out the jimmy put it on and went straight to it
One minute in, SPLASH and I'm draining my fluid
You n*ggas lock you ho's up like po-po's
Cause my di*k stay up all night like noone knows
[Chino Nino]
Hooked up with Mannie and Baby
Now everythang's all gravy
From New Orleans to the OH-10 we got 'em craving
Hey yo Baby, why the f*ck doubt you man?
I done seen the black Range Rovers with them TV's playing
See these hands? I'm trying to fill them up with sh*t
f*ck that b*tch, her brotha mad 'cause she sucked my di*k
I don't love that b*tch, matter of fact you can keep that ho
I got twenty-five models, twenty-five hot bottles for show
Hey yo Mannie, quit hitting these n*ggas they can't stand it
Candy ham sandwich take them bandanas for granted
Chino Nino to my guy Lil Bino from Flam Flawless
Haters try holding me down, but imma blow this b*tch regardless
I rented a 5,000 square-foot bedroom suite
At 40,000 dollars a week so me and my lady can retreat
Feel the heat, I'm on fire with the Hot Boyz and Big Tymers
You ain't never seen no n*ggas like this big balling-ass rhymers
I use to roll up, this is a hold up ain't nothing funny
Stop smiling consider that move with Cash Money (Playboy bunny)

[Chino Nino]
Pimps, Playas and Husters

[Mannie Fresh]
Against ho's, b*tches and bustas
[Chino Nino]
We da Pimps, Playas and Husters

[Mannie Fresh]
You look like a ho, a b*tch, and a busta

[Chino Nino]
Pimps, Playas and Husters

[Mannie Fresh]
You ol' ho, b*tch-ass busta

[Chino Nino]
Pimps, Playas and Husters

[Mannie Fresh]
Mother f*ck all these stanking-ass bustas

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