Juvenile - Flossin Season lyrics

Man what's up Playboy? I know you love these Diamonds (they beautiful ha) n***a, "How You Luv That?" All that stuntin and frontin It's all about them diamonds boy [Baby] n***a 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**in these superstars Chrome rims, n***az ridin new Benz TV's, Cadillacs with the new fends Wet paint, n***az 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 bu*ton 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 n***a 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 f** they head up, cause I floss so much Police had me up cause a n***a so young (ha bruh?) But you know me n***a.. that ain't gon' stop B.G. n***a (at all) Cause the next day you will see n***a me in somethin else with a TV n***a (f'real) f** it, I'ma floss like that I got scrilla Come try to take it, you're f**in 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 sh** 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 n***a Ride top notch sh**, f** what it cost you n***a 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 sh**s - I ain't gon' drive it This ain't the summer to swing the top off This the season n***az 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 b**hes all in my face can't even make it to the bar Me, broke and a**ed-out? Never that man I got some sh** 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 f** 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 n***a 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**ers 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 b**hes 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**hes 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 b**h but I can afford to flaunt it [Chorus] [B.G.] We flossers, what what?