Juvenile - Flossin Season текст песни

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Man whats up playboy

I know you love these diamonds

Nigga how you love that all that

Stunten and fronten its all about them diamonds

Big tymer 1:

Nigga its a pretty day and its flossin season

Added six ties to my new machinery

Double r at the bar like its no tomorrow

Pretty broads and we fuckin these superstars

Chrome rims nigga ridding new benz

Tvs, caddllic with the new fends

We bang niggas taking trips to the banks

Hitting malls spending 20 gs like stars

Rolex playstations in the hummer

Just to show these stupid hoes we worth something

My stunting name is eviel kneviel

Keep it real let me pop a willey

Hoes love stunten cause I got love

Gold slugs stunten cause we got love

Motorbike bun rims cause we living right

Game tight take a tramp make her out a champ

Overnight got the yallo if your money right

Solid tvs playstation with the bgs

Its all gravy playboy cause its flossin season

Million dollars aint nothing to me nigga

But a million hoes is game to me playboy

Chorus: 2 xs

Na na na flossers let me see you rolling yo rims

Ballers helicopter, bikes, and burbans

Its on us see we all millionaires

Letem know its flossin season

Bg:

I got to get my shine on

Do it every time seventeens on up

Thats all I ride cause in 98

I been having them hoes throwing up

They dont know if Im in a helicopter or a truck

I fuck they head up cause I floss so much

Police had me up cause a nigga so young hum bro

But you know me nigga, that aint goin stop bg nigga

Cause the next day you will see nigga

Me and somethin else with a tv nigga

But fuck it ima floss like that I got scrilla

Come try to take it you fucking with a foreala

I got to watch and see form a block away

I got a chain you see thatll shock the day

My click treal with what we say I dont stomp wit it

Off top big tymers gonna come with it

We laying it down this month cause we got a reason

Fo sho we going to rip shit up cause its flossin season

Chorus: 2 xs

Juvenile:

This is the season for the flosser nigga

Ride top notch shit fuck what it cost you nigga

Aint got no tvs or cds in it then I gonna ride in it

If it aint no oversea type shit I aint goin drive it

This aint the summer to swing the top off

This is the season niggas come out on them 20s and ball

It aint no secret ima stunter like eivel kneviel

Jumping out lexs and hummers showing off for my people

When I up in vip they say thats a nice car

Bitches all in my face I cant even make it to the bar

Me, bro, and mann stop never that man

I got some shit up in my ear you can see from a airplane

I dont think super d can pull a stunt like me

Got karts on both of my pinkeys, ten thousand apiece

Today I might lay low with kent I built my house in the east

Fuck that I going to play burban its a thousand a suite

Big tymer 2:

Who had a first burban with a living room set

Who the only nigga you know that drive a burgundy jet

How many citys you knew named after me

Its going to be a bunch of them muthafuckas 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

Magyver aint 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 riding on the lakers

Pack my bitches up and move to the hills

Thirty days a month thirty automobiles

The lexus and benz come out in the year two thousand

I got one of them bitches parked around corner round housing

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 coulnt afford that bitch but I can afford to flaunt it

Chorus till song ends: