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Juvenile

"Flossin Season"

[Intro: Baby]
Mannie Fresh playboy
I know you love these diamonds (they beautiful ha)
n*gga, how you love that?
All that stunting and fronting
It's all about them diamonds boy

[Verse 1: Baby]
n*gga 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 f*ckin these superstars
Chrome rims, n*ggas ridin' new Benz
TVs, Cadillacs with the new fends
Wet paint, n*ggas 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 n*gga
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 f*ck they head up, cause I floss so much
Police had me up cause a n*gga so young (ha bruh?)
But you know me n*gga
That ain't gon' stop B.G. n*gga (at all)
Cause the next day you will see n*gga
Me in somethin' else with a TV n*gga (f'real)
f*ck it, I'ma floss like that I got scrilla
Come try to take it, you're f*ckin 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 sh*t 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: B.G.]
We flossers, what what what?
I say we ballers, what what what?

[Verse 3: Juvenile]
This is the season for the flossers n*gga
Ride top notch sh*t, f*ck what it cost you n*gga
Ain't got no TVs or CDs in it - I ain't gon' ride in it
If it ain't no overseas type sh*ts - I ain't gon' drive it
This ain't the summer to swing the top off
This the season n*ggas 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
b*tches all in my face can't even make it to the bar
Me, broke and assed-out? Never that man
I got some sh*t 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
f*ck 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 n*gga you know that drive a burgundy jet
How many cities you know, named after me? (uhh..)
It's gon' be a bunch of them motherf*ckers 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 di*k 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 b*tches 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 b*tches 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 b*tch 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?

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