we ain’t stoppin’ lyrics – big tymers

[lil’ wayne]
whoa, whoa
the big tymers, n*gg*
who? who?
the big tymers, n*gg*
huh?
get it right

[juvenile + (lil’ wayne)]
bentley interior – i lay back on it
every time a n*gg* see me it’s a kodak moment
now, i ain’t the one to brag (nope)
but i bought myself a hummer, my brother a jag (for sure)
i’m takin’ all the hoes, and i’m makin’ you mad (yeah)
you violate my household, i’m bustin’ your *ss
is you listenin’?
do you see my ice when it’s glistenin’?
’cause if you’re with that baller blockin’, n*gg*s comin’ up missin’ then

[lil’ wayne]
i need a (?) to get right up in my new prowler
and put her lips tight on this pipe to suck out the problems
need a rolex with princess cuts all at the bottom
need a kit with twenty-inches on the car that i’m drivin’
went from dimes to quakes, to money like bill gates
doin’ a-hundred on interstates
in hummers on thirty-eight’s
see, we are the cmb, my n*gg*
fresh, baby, hot boys, and wheezy whee, my n*gg*
what

(hook [b.g.])
wherever it’s poppin’ – we stoppin’
but if it ain’t hot then – we not then
wherever it’s twurkin’ – we workin’
she got to be slurpin’ – for certain

[turk]
project and hood rat b*tch is who i like
a b*tch that’s ’bout ridin’, and goin’ on flights
[mannie fresh]
what
i met this b*tch in cabrini green – a nasty hoe
liked that d*ck from the back,
and you could {low cough} in her throat
[turk]
a b*tch that’s ’bout hustlin’ and smugglin’ work
head bustin’ and thuggin’ just like turk
[mannie fresh]
a wild b*tch off grave street doin’ her thing
big *ss, big t*ts, and she loved eatin’ ding-a-ling
[turk]
i need a black hoe (black hoe) – one with the braids in her head
workin’ with some *ss that could give good head
[mannie fresh]
can’t forget about this b*tch up in philly on richard island
freak-nasty b*tch that’s always swallowin’

[turk]
stickin’ to the g-code, ree’s, and girbauds
got hands and ’bout strappin’, quick to beat a hoe
[mannie fresh]
oops, almost forgot about tasha up in the watts
a hot girl for sure that stayed drop-me-like-it’s-hot

(hook [b.g.])
wherever it’s poppin’ – we stoppin’
but if it ain’t hot then – we not then
wherever it’s twurkin’ – we workin’
she got to be slurpin’ – that’s for certain

[baby + (lil’ wayne)]
b*tch, i’ma be stun’n until the day i go (what?)
bentley’s and hummers, and drop di-a-blos (what?)
runnin’ with n*gg*s that don’t love no hoe (what?)
platinum grill ’cause, b*tch, i’m done with gold

[lil’ wayne]
hey,
now, you know it’s lil’ wheezy off the heezy
believe me – whoa
hot like pepper, slidin’ out the kompressor slow
me and your wife – sl*t, don’t slam my door
cut on the lights – look how the d*mn watch glow

[baby + (lil’ wayne)]
hold up, wayne (what)
you know what, wayne (whoa)
i’ma get in this b*tch and do donuts, man

[lil’ wayne]
now wait, bubble
you gon’ make me go buy a grape hummer
and put my name in diamonds on the license plate, cousin

[baby]
now, peep me, slick
i got a hoe out the project that eat the d*ck
she a freaky b*tch

[lil’ wayne]
n*gg*, you know it’s iceberg, boy – straight off the block
with the number-one stunna, and we blazin’ hot
what

(hook [b.g.])
wherever it’s poppin’ – we stoppin’
but if it ain’t hot then – we not then
wherever it’s twurkin’ – we workin’
she got to be slurpin’ – for certain

wherever it’s poppin’ – we stoppin’
but if it ain’t hot then – we not then
wherever it’s twurkin’ – we workin’
she got to be slurpin’ – that’s for certain

/ big tymers lyrics