Flossin' Season (feat. Big Tymers & B.G.)

**** 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 fucking these superstars

Chrome rims, **** riding new Benz

TVs, Cadillacs with the new fends

Wet paint, ****, take a trip to the banks

Hitting malls, spendin' twenty G's like stars

Rolex, PlayStations in the Hummer

Just to show these stupid hoes that we worth something

My stunt name Evil Knievel, keep it real

Let me pop a wheelie, gold slugs, stuntin' 'cause  I got love

Gold slugs, stungin' 'cause we got love

Motorbike, button rims 'cause we living right

Game tight, take a tramp, make her holla, champ

Overnight, got the yola if your money right

Sony TVs, playstation with the BG

It's all gravy, playboy, 'cause it's flossin' season

A million dollars ain't nothing to me, ****

But a million hoes is  game to me, playboy

Now, now, flossers, let me see you roll in your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes and bourbons

It's on us, CMR are millionaires

Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere

We flossers, let me see you rollin' in your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes and bourbons

It's on us, CMR are millionaires

And let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere

I gotta get my shine on, do it every time

Seventeens on up, that's all I ride

In ninety-eight I been having them hoes throwing up

They don't know if I'm in a helicopter or in a truck

I fuck they head up 'cause I floss so much

Police hack me up 'cause a **** so young

But you know me, ****

That ain't gon' stop B.G., ****

'Cause the next day you will see, ****

Me in something else with a TV, ****

Fuck it, I'ma floss like that, I got scrilla

Come try to take it, you're fucking with a gorilla

I got a watch you can see from a block away

I got a chain you'll see that'll shock the day

My clique do what we say, we don't stunt with it

Off the top, big timers gon' come with it

We laying it down this month 'cause we got a reason

And we gon' rip shit up 'cause it's flossin' season

Now, now, flossers, let me see you roll in your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes and bourbons

It's on us, CMR are millionaires

And let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere

Flossers, let me see you rollin' in your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes and bourbons

It's on us, CMR are millionaires

Let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere

We flossers

What, what, what

Say we ballers

What, what, what

This is the season for the flossers, ****

Ride top notch shit, fuck what it cost you, ****

Ain't got no TVs or CDs in it, I ain't gon' ride in it

If it ain't no overseas type shits, I ain't gon' drive it

This ain't the summer to swing the top off

This the season **** come out on them twenties and ball

It ain't no secret I'ma stunner like Evil Knievel

Jumping out Lexus and Hummer, showing off for my people

When I pull up in V.I.P., they say, that's a nice car

Bitches all in my face, can't even make it to the bar

Me, broke and assed out? never happen, man

I got some shit up in my ear you can see from a airplane

I don't think Super D could pull a stunt like me

Got karats on both of my pinkies, ten thousand a piece

Today I might lay low with tenner, built my house in the east

Fuck that, I'ma play bourbon, it's a thousand a suite

Who had the first bourbon with the living room set?

Who the only **** you know that drive a burgundy jet

How many cities you know named after me?

There's gon' be a bunch of them motherfuckers 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

MacGyver ain't liver than a big timer

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 or Benz that come out in the year two thousand

I got one of them bitches parked around the corner by housing

The bike I got come out in the year two thousand ten

Eleven fifty zuke with the batman fin

The ring I got, Liberace want it

He couldn't afford that bitch but I can afford to flaunt it

Now, now, flossers, let me see you roll in your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes and bourbons

It's on us, CMR are millionaires

And let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere

We flossers, let me see you rollin' in your rims

Ballers, helicopters, bikes and bourbons

It's on us, CMR are millionaires

And let 'em know it's flossin' season everywhere

We flossers, what? what?