Текст (слова) песни: Juvenile - Flossin Season

Man what`s up Playboy?
I know you love these Diamonds (they beautiful ha)
Nigga, "How You Luv That?"
All that stuntin and frontin
It`s all about them diamonds boy

[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, niggaz ridin new Benz
TV`s, Cadillacs with the new fends
Wet paint, niggaz 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 button 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 nigga
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 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 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 shit 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 nigga
Ride top notch shit, fuck what it cost you nigga
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 shits - I ain`t gon` drive it
This ain`t the summer to swing the top off
This the season niggaz 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
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 ap-iece
Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East
Fuck 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 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 zoop with the batman fin
The ring I got, Liberace want it
He couln`t afford that bitch but I can afford to flaunt it

[Chorus]

[B.G.]
We flossers, what what?

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All that stuntin and frontin It`s all about them diamonds boy [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, niggaz ridin new Benz TV`s, Cadillacs with the new fends Wet paint, niggaz 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 button 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 nigga 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 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 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 shit 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 nigga Ride top notch shit, fuck what it cost you nigga 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 shits - I ain`t gon` drive it This ain`t the summer to swing the top off This the season niggaz 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 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 ap-iece Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East Fuck 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 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 zoop with the batman fin The ring I got, Liberace want it He couln`t afford that bitch but I can afford to flaunt it [Chorus] [B.G.] We flossers, what what? Нравится песня? 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