Flossin' Season

[Intro: Baby] Mannie Fresh playboy I know you love these diamonds (they beautiful ha) Nigga, how you love that? All that stunting and fronting It's all about them diamonds boy [Verse 1: 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, niggas ridin' new Benz TVs, Cadillacs with the new fends Wet paint, niggas 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 something My stuntin' name Evel Knievel, keep it real Let me pop a wheelie, hoes love stuntin' 'cause I got love Gold slugs, stunting cause we got love Motorbike button rims cause we living right Game tight take a tramp make her holla champ Overnight got the yola 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: Lil Wayne] 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 bourbons It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere [Verse 2: 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 gorilla 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: Lil Wayne] 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 bourbons It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere [Interlude: Lil Wayne] We flossers, what what what? I say we ballers, what what what? [Verse 3: Juvenile] This is the season for the flossers nigga Ride top notch shit, fuck what it cost you nigga Ain't got no TVs or CDs 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 niggas come out on them twenties and ball It ain't no secret I'm a 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 a piece Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East Fuck that, I'ma play bourbon it's a thousand a suite [Verse 4: Mannie Fresh] Who had the, first bourbon 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 zuke with the batman fin The ring I got, Liberace want it He couldn't afford that bitch but I can afford to flaunt it [Chorus: Lil Wayne] 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 bourbons It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere [Outro: B.G.] We flossers, what what?