- Song Name: Got Everything
- Artist Name: The Big Tymers
- Album: Big Money Heavyweight
- Songwriters: Bryan Williams, Byron Thomas, Edythe Wayne, Ronald Dunbar, V Smith
- Release Date: 2003.12.09
- Label: Cash Money Records
LYRICS FOR "Got Everything"
Ay
Ay
Big Tymers
See it's summertime homie and we born to shine
Cadillac dipped grill with the 9 on line
Keep the ice on packed
Rims dipped the same color as the new Cadillac
See we lace our hoes
When we go to the club
With the nine on my waistline
Any nigga act up he get that nine to his f*****' mind
Homie still doing time
Son a sack through his mind
Flicks
Everybody know stunna so you know I'm doing mines
It's a vision of dreams with Cadillac machines
Get loot not hoes if you know what I mean
Gotta hustle and grind
Summertime all hoods
Got everything they ever built
And on my bed
And all my cars
And all my toys
Got everything they ever built
And on my bed
And all my cars
And all my toys
Six years ago
Said it's gon' rain before the sunshine
Some gon' lead
Some gon' spit
Now
And what's your angle? And how you fit in?
So this time I made up my mind
F*** being broke
Kiss my momma
Baby boy
From a quarter to a dollar to a five to a ten
You are witnessin'
The rise of a young black entrepreneur
Spread my wings
Two million
Two billion
Got everything they ever built
And on my bed
And all my cars
And all my toys
Got everything they ever built
And on my bed
And all my cars
And all my toys
See
The broads keep callin' 'cuz
Hood rich s*** with these ghettos and bricks
Stunna back at it ma' with that brand new six
Stunna got that caddy with the bubble eye lips
Fully equipped whips to custom made s***
Now everything is wet and everything is slick
And everything is paid
If you scared
The long m*********** get the head done in Suede
This is shining at it's best
Southern ass nigga with his shirts and jeans fresh
I like them starched heavy
Head till' I'm dead from my ol' girl Debbie
Don't try it
Might go Nitro
Got everything they ever built
And on my bed
And all my cars
And all my toys
Got everything they ever built
And on my bed
And all my cars
And all my toys
Yeah
Mikkey
Wop
We gon buy us some new private jets
Weezy We
Mannie Freezie
Hold on
It's ya boy
We riding for ya Darkchild in the building nigga
Yeah
Uptown we in this b****
Till the wheels fall off
We won't look back from here
We keeping it hood
We only know it one way
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