เนื้อเพลง Flossin Season - Juvenile

Man what's up Playboy?
I know you love these Diamonds (they beautiful ha)
N*gga, "How You Luv That?"
All that stuntin and frontin
It's all about them diamonds boy

[Baby]
N*gga it's a pretty day, and it's Flossin Season
Added six tires to my new machinery
Double R like to ball like it's no tomorrow
Pretty broads and we f*ckin these superstars
Chrome rims, n*ggaz ridin new Benz
TV's, Cadillacs with the new fends
Wet paint, n*ggaz takin trips to the banks
Hittin malls spendin twenty G's like stars
Rolex, PlayStations in the Hummer
Just to show these stupid hoes that we worth somethin
My stuntin name Evel Knievel, keep it real
Let me pop a wheelie, hoes love stuntin cause I got love
Gold slugs, stuntin cause we got love
Motorbike b*tton rims cause we livin right
Game tight take a tramp make her out a champ
Overnight got the yole if your money right
Solid TV's PlayStation with the B.G.
It's all gravy playboy cause it's flossin season
A million dollars ain't nothing to me n*gga
but a million hoes is game to me playboy

[Chorus:[ B.G.]]

Nahh nahh - flossers, let me see you rollin your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere
We flossers, let me see you rollin your rims
Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and bourbans
It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires
Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere

[B.G.]
I got to get my shine on, do it every time
Seventeens on up, that's all I ride
In ninety-eight, I been havin them hoes throwin up
They don't know if I'm in a helicopter or in a truck
I f*ck they head up, cause I floss so much
Police had me up cause a n*gga so young (ha bruh?)
But you know me n*gga..
that ain't gon' stop B.G. n*gga (at all)
Cause the next day you will see n*gga
me in somethin else with a TV n*gga (f'real)
F*ck it, I'ma floss like that I got scrilla
Come try to take it, you're f*ckin with a guerilla
I got a watch you can see from a block away
I got a chain you'll see that'll shock the day
My click do what we say, we don't stunt wit it
Off top Big Tymers gon' come with it
Layin it down this month cause we got a reason (fo' sho')
and we gon' rip sh*t up cause it's flossin season

[Chorus]

[B.G.]
We flossers, what what what?
I say we ballers, what what what?

[Juvenile]
This is the season for the flossers n*gga
Ride top notch sh*t, f*ck what it cost you n*gga
Ain't got no TV's or CD's in it - I ain't gon' ride in it
If it ain't no overseas type sh*ts - I ain't gon' drive it
This ain't the summer to swing the top off
This the season n*ggaz come out on them 20's and ball
It ain't no secret I'ma stunter, like Evel Knievel
Jumpin out Lex's and Hummer's, showin off for my people
When I pull up in V.I.P. they say that's a nice car
B*tches all in my face can't even make it to the bar
Me, broke and assed-out? Never that man
I got some sh*t up in my ear you can see from a airplane
I don't think Super D. can pull a stunt like me
Got karats on both of my pinkies, ten thousand ap-iece
Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East
F*ck that, I'ma play bourban it's a thousand a suite

[Mannie Fresh]
Who had the, first bourban with the livin room set
Who the only n*gga you know that drive a burgundy jet
How many cities you know, named after me? (uhh..)
It's gon' be a bunch of them motherf*ckers 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
McGyver ain't liver than a, Big Tymer
Big d*ck a million dollars and a, Pathfinder
Mr. Betty Crocker cake maker, casino breaker
Tell Shaq I got a half a mill' ridin on the Lakers
Pack my b*tches up and move to the hills
Thirty days a month - thirty Automobiles
The Lexus or Benz that come out in the year two thousand
I got one of them b*tches parked around corner by the housin
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 couln't afford that b*tch but I can afford to flaunt it

[Chorus]

[B.G.]
We flossers, what what?