Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Comin', artist - Big Tymers. Album song Hood Rich, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
I'm Comin' |
Chicago’s #1 Flicka Nigga back on it |
2003 Caddy with that burberry rag on it |
It’s mink on the floor, the seats is ostrich |
What else can I say family we some mobsters |
This cash money you know we the boss of this hood shit |
Floss in this hood get, shots in his hood quick |
This big tymin' man, put them little rides up |
We 600 whippas put them little 5s up |
Cash money, we ain’t duckin and dodgin |
We bustin and ridin, Caddy truckin and prowlin |
What the fuck are ya hollin |
Entourage of benz, 'lacs, and beamers |
With dime bitches with asses fat as Trina’s |
Whoa I got my 4 tuck |
Me I’m out for more bucks |
'03 I’m pullin up the Lam with the doors up |
And watch these whores fuck and suck like crazy |
Can’t fuck wit cash money, we niggas is crazy (BIOTCH) |
See I flip the color daddy, change my paint |
Switch my rims, my mats is mink |
Pull out the console, I drank to thank |
Got the alligator seats on a full tank |
But Ay-ay, 25 28s |
Big money, heavy weight |
Vet navigation system ??? |
Wooo, them special made tires |
To fit my ride, I put a dove in the inside |
Stunna mutha fucka |
(Rim trucks!!) |
Sittin on them mutha fuckin gittas |
B.B. King, blues daddy |
Know what I mean? |
(know what I mean?) know what I mean? |
Got big truck drivers |
Hoes don’t mind us |
(Oh you think it’s a game, ma?) |
Bitch stand behind us |
It’s nothin but minks and it’s cold as fuck (brrrrrrrrrr) |
Bitch hop in this truck! |
There go lil TQ |
And he comin in the cutlass, gettin his hair blew |
Not givin a fuck about nothin that you hoes do |
Don’t underestimate my pimpin cuz it’s serious fool |
I’m on hunnit spokes |
I gots fo' hoes |
I got some Joe I got some drink, I got some dominoes |
If ya thank the shit is stankin, bring some drama ho |
That’s on momma though |
We got big gats, gems and trucks, on stunna rims baby |
#1 Stunna, that’s my dumma, Mannie Freezy, that’s my dawg |
Big Tymers, we big ball |
(TQ, Mik, and Gilly!!) |
Got em takin it off |
Woooo, let the bottles pop! |
(Bitchesssssss) Let the panties drop (makes bottle-pop sound) |
Oops, bout to shake the spot |
Cuz we don' fucked around and don' got too hot |