Big Tymers

Big Tymers - On Top Of The World lyrics

rate me

I know you wish you could find a

Nigga wit a dick like a anaconda

Neighborhood hot boy, super-shiner

Pimp, playa, president, Big Tymer, tymer

I ride on chrome givin bitches the blues

Got the brand new Mo-Moes, twenty inch shoes

Every city I go, these hoes know

Dick slingin contest after the show

Shootin off like a cannon, nuts landin

Right up in va-gana, dick still standin

Hard like a mack test, mega mess

I love it when you walk around showin ya breast

Load music got us shinin, drinkin wine

Bustin out rubbers like it's 1999

Diamonds like street lights, racin bikes

Candy paint, chromed out, dual pipes

I wish I could love every broad the same

Have kids all over with my last name

Ya'll niggas don't think I'm serious, huh

Ya'll think it's a game

But I'm bout the money, the bitches, the cars, and the fame

Ball like a dawg (I'm on top of da world)

Everybody in the clique, ball like a dawg (We on top of da world)

Ya got diamonds round ya neck, ball like a dawg (I'm on top of da world)

Ya ride 20 inch flats, ball like a dawg (Top of da world)

Aw aw, ball like a dawg, aw aw, ball like a dawg

Everyday, all day, ball like a dawg (I'm on top of da world)

Everybody in the clique, ball like a dawg (We on top of da world)

Ya got diamonds round ya neck, ball like a dawg (I'm on top of da world)

Ya ride on 20 inch flats, ball like a dawg (Top of da world)

Aw aw, ball like a dawg, aw aw, ball like a dawg

Nigga, know me as a big wheeler, nigga call me a car dealer

I'm gon' floss 'til the lord steal me

I'm gon ball like a dawg, nigga feel me

Lamborgini's bullet proof, nigga you can't kill me

Vacationin at Las Vegas casinoes

Wit about 100 G's worth of c-notes

Lookin at all these pretty hoes

Gettin beeps from my niggas 'bout some cash flow

I gotta head back to the motherfuckin N.O.

And clique up wit my motherfuckin negroes

And tell Stank get the Lexus cruise 4 doors

And beep the clique, tell 'em strap we 'bout to roll

Go and eat fetticini with the main hoes

And where trillionaire earrings how the game go

Billionaire status from this fuckin rap flow

Tattoed and I'm dealin with them white folks

I got a brand new rubber

Tell ya bitch I love her

Meet me at the hotel so I could shove a

Big ass

How you luv that?

Big dick down in the drawers is what I pack

Gold Roleys full of gems

Twenty inch rims

Big screen TV showin porno films

Rover, Jag, and a boat

Dinosaur boots wit the motherfuckin matchin coat

I'm dynamite like J.J.

Me and Baby

Damn, Damn, Damn is what the bitches say

I visit my mama grave 3 days a week

I ride Jag drop tops so she can see me

She shouts son be all that you can be

Stay on ya feet and keep duckin these white sheets

And play a different broad 7 days out the week

And I'll be watchin when you be on your all-night creep

Or rollin wit ya Rolex bezel on the city streets

Or when ya clubbin and ya huntin for a new freak

Ridin everyday on chrome and ya packin heat

Mama, I know you lookin down on me

But I'ma ball 'til I fall, fuck the industry

And cash million dollar checks wit my real peeps

And I'ma sag Uptown on this battlefield

And aint gon' let no nigga take no food out my grill

And we gon' ball 'til we fall as we keep it real

Wit gold choppers, nigga you know the deal

Baby (ball like a dawg)

Mannie (ball like a dawg)

B-Geezy (ball like a dawg)

Lil Weezy (ball like a dawg)

Juvey (ball like a dawg)

Turkey (ball like a dawg)

Lil Chilly (ball like a dawg)

Stanky (ball like a dawg)

Joe Casey (ball like a dawg)

The whole family (ball like a dawg)

Ball like a dawg, ball like a dawg

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