Lyrics Flossin' Season - Juvenile, Big Tymers, B.G.

Flossin' Season

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: