Sunday Night Big Tymers (Ft. Lil Wayne)

[Intro: Baby]
Believe it, playboy
You know we the number one stunnas, boy
How you diggin' that, nigga
Look, look-

[Verse 1: Baby]
Went to Miami, bought a Lam', and sure 'nough
My Bentley, Fresh Bentley on twenty-inch dubs
Monte Carlos, Cadillacs, and Jags
If it ain't a V8, that shit ain't fast
Vette's, Vipers, trucks, and bikes
Pullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night
Neighborhood superstars, cars, and broads
Everybody wan' fuck a Hot Boy
Mercedes trucks, Lexus trucks
Cadillac trucks, all the best for your buck
Six TV's with DVD's
Twenty-Gs worth of sound so a nigga can hear me
We shine and floss, we pay the boss
Ten G's a night, we buyin' the ball
But one thing, nigga: things ain't changed
Find me at a secondline doin' my thing
I'm rockin' ice, I pocket pipe
Corner pocket goin' down, we gon' be there tonight
It's wall-to-wall, killers and dogs
Niggas actin' crazy, they ready to ball
They shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at Melph
Shoutin' at Yo, everybody to the south
They shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at Melph
They shoutin' at Yo, everybody to the south
See, a thrid ward nigga don't play that shit
You get outta line, we'll kill you quick
See, a thrid ward nigga don't play that shit
You get outta line we'll kill you quick