Big Body Benz Lyrics - G-unit

Remember when nigga used to pay bingo? 

Like yo man, bingo man, that's my call for real 

Killers don't have no conscience, blat, won't think about it 

Trap up in them houses, rats, they mickey mouses 

Gats up in their trousers 

Ma came in and gave me a slap 

Said she found all that crack under her couches 

I can't sleep, fred kruger in my dreams 

Call niggas a machines, all ya'll work for me 

And I'd rather work a triple beam than at burger king 

Rob you for your bling bling, give me all your ching ching 

Flip your pockets from your jeans, make sure I got everything 

Before I leave, life's a bitch, and we just havin' a fling 

Man this chrome is like a phone, better answer it when it rings 

Let it ring 'til it click, empty clip 

You can smell me and see I've been through some shit 

With my clique 

M-zone, rida gang, now these hoes gon' ride the dick 

It's because of street fame these bitches know what it is 

They gone say I'm doing my thing when I pull up in that six 

Lord knows 

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All I ever wanted was a big body benz 

Big body benz, big body benz 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz, big body benz 

(and a clean set of rims) 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz 

Big body benz, big body benz 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz, big body benz 

(and a clean set of rims) 

Pushin' coke and bought them regals and them large devilles 

Then they got them vapor bitches, I'm like this for real? 

Me, I want that big benz with the emblem in the grill 

Start packin' the steel, lettin' niggas know the deal 

I want that shit so bad, start thinkin' 'who I got to kill?' 

That's how a nigga feel when we out there in the field 

That glock was pumpin', paper comin', how can niggas chill? 

Barrel (?) gold teeth, put gold all in my grill 

Shoot out shit, I rob your bitch, I use her as a shield 

Shit look at the wheels, whooo, look at the wheels 

Chrome two piece lorenzos got me lookin' like a mil 

Peace called, if you wanna talk then later we can build 

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All I ever wanted was a big body benz 

Big body benz, big body benz 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz, big body benz 

(and a clean set of rims) 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz 

Big body benz, big body benz 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz, big body benz 

(and a clean set of rims) 

Sittin' back in my new amg, smokin' with 2 thou' 15 

Golden wrist, few pounds of green 

Park this shit, shoot down your teams 

Now it seems, oh so clear through beams 

Oh so dope, I lean 

Fuck you mean? lucky that you breathe 

Choke the leaf 

Focus through my new designer lens 

Tell her not her friends 

Beaucoup dollars spent, new jewels line 'em in 

Too cool time to win, I'm on top again 

You gon' chop me off and 'scuse me out 

Bullshit you about, front, them rugers out 

Face the sword, no risk, no reward 

Peace talk won't go nowhere, gets ignored 

Price you can't afford, white man at your courts 

Get you more, right here like before 

Seen it all my life shit end like this 

Come back filthy rich, still not guilty, bitch 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz 

Big body benz, big body benz 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz, big body benz 

(and a clean set of rims) 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz 

Big body benz, big body benz 

All I ever wanted was a big body benz, big body benz 

(and a clean set of rims) 

Nigga nah mean? dreams, street dreams, yah feel me? 

Free pj, free my lil' homie chucky, yah know I'm sayin'? 

Straight up and down, man. free my nigga [?] just caught 10 

Yah feel that? damn, shit real, man 

We just was all real niggas man 

Just out here chasin' our dreams, man 

Everybody wanna be fly 

Everybody wanna live flashy 

You know I'm sayin'? 

It's all about feedin' the fam, man 

Straight up and down, so we gon' do whatever it takes to get it