Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Put That S**t Up, artist - Big Tymers. Album song Hood Rich, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
Put That S**t Up |
| Um hmm… fo sho |
| You can do big thangs when you’re a Big Tymer |
| And even if you ain’t nigga just keep grindin' nigga |
| You really ain’t got to have golf balls you can have pebbles |
| Ya know? |
| Just have your game on |
| Lac: If your riding on 16's than put that bitch up |
| Mannie: Oh 20 dub deuces is how we do that there yo |
| Lac: If you ride with an ugly chick than trade that bitch in |
| Mannie: Get you a dime that’s how you do the damn thing friend |
| Lac: If your diamonds ain’t shining up than put that shit up |
| Mannie: 1−800-Iceman — ice yourself up |
| Lac: Cutlass to the Benz, Monte Carlo, and Prowler |
| Mannie: DVD to the TV that mean you can HOLLA! |
| (???) the house and somethin' |
| Bought a green diamond — 30 carrots for stuntin' |
| I’m the boss of your ghetto, black crow of this game |
| Slide me 200 G’s and I’ll do anything |
| I’ve done a little bit of it all |
| Mom how your son is known to ball |
| I put 22's on everything I call |
| The Jag, the Bentley, Rolls-Royce, the house wall |
| Hung out with Bobby, ate breakfast with Whitney |
| Made it official New York is my city nigga |
| Got a trophy from the game ya’ll know my name |
| Baby — Number one stunna, car showing my thang |
| Got a house on the lake I built from cake |
| Cooking pies and hustling for rubian flakes |
| I put dub deuces on the Avalanche truck |
| I break rules cause I don’t give a fuck |
| Lac: If your riding on 16's than put that bitch up |
| Mannie: Oh 20 dub deuces that’s how we do that there yo |
| Lac: If you ride with an ugly chick than trade that bitch in |
| Mannie: Get you a dime that’s how you do the damn thing friend |
| Lac: If your diamonds ain’t shining that put that shit up |
| Mannie: 1−800-Iceman — ice yourself up |
| Lac: Cutlass to the Benz, Monte Carlo, and Prowler |
| Mannie: DVD to the TV that mean you can HOLLA! |
| I say this on 22's that cost a half-a-mill |
| When me and Baby be coming through like ya’ll rappers for real? |
| Now I be slinging blocks, totting two twin Glocks |
| Pushing a 600 Benz, rims spin when I stop |
| Jock, it’s alright you see the watch ya’ll like |
| Like I just copped a porsche box three tint with the fog lights |
| Than it’s alright kit it with a chrome small pipe |
| With killer Stone on the left and Hot Boys on right |
| Nigga I ridin in some Z71 type shit |
| Limo tinted cause I’m creeping with a fine bright bitch |
| Aston Martin got a new thang that I just might get |
| And if Puffy give a party he invite my click |
| We gone pop that shit, say wodie where the bottles at? |
| Hello, who this is? |
| Im with stunna bitch holla back |
| Princess and baguettes to out shine you cock suckers |
| Riding on some Ferris wheel’s — Bigger than a mother fucker! |
| Lac: If your riding on 16's than put that bitch up |
| Mannie: Oh 20 dub deuces is how we do that there yo |
| Lac: If you ride with an ugly chick than trade that bitch in |
| Mannie: Get you a dime that’s how you do the damn thing friend |
| Lac: If your diamonds ain’t shining that put that shit up |
| Mannie: 1−800-Iceman — ice yourself up |
| Lac: Cutlass to the Benz, Monte Carlo, and Prowler |
| Mannie: DVD to the TV that mean you can HOLLA! |
| Rims — 22, chick — 22, dick about 22 |
| Playboy, now who the fuck are you? |
| I’m mister two-door coupes |
| Is that the cracker-gator boots? |
| With the two piece Gucci suits |
| 2-way hanging off the loops |
| Zazigga-zan, Zazigga-zigga-zigga-zan |
| Give me the watch, the bracelet and the chain |
| Fuck your Bentley — too slow ya heard? |
| Lamborghini in first «clock, clock unnn unn skkkkiiirrrrrt!» |
| You know Mikkey play the And Ones — loosely laced |
| So I might lose a shoe when the groupies chase |
| The coup be straight — but truth be I prefer the range |
| The sex be feelin great but I prefer the brains |
| We got dollars by the billions |
| Choppers by the buildings |
| Chances of falling off is «Slim» like «Ronald Williams» Holla |
| You can find me changing lanes in the Aston |
| Leaning back with your dame laughing come on (haha) |
| Lac: If your riding on 16's than put that bitch up |
| Mannie: Oh 20 dub deuces is how we do that there yo |
| Lac: If you ride with an ugly chick than trade that bitch in |
| Mannie: Get you a dime that’s how you do the damn thing friend |
| Lac: If your diamonds ain’t shining that put that shit up |
| Mannie: 1−800-Iceman — ice yourself up |
| Lac: Cutlass to the Benz, Monte Carlo, and Prowler |
| Mannie: DVD to the TV that mean you can HOLLA! |