Flossin Season Lyrics - 400 Degreez - Juvenile

Mannie Fresh playboy 

I know you love these diamonds (they beautiful ha) 

Nigga, how you love that? 

All that stunting and fronting 

It's all about them diamonds boy 

Nigga 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 fuckin these superstars 

Chrome rims, niggas ridin new Benz 

TVs, Cadillacs with the new fends 

Wet paint, niggas takin trips to the banks 

Hittin malls spendin twenty G's like stars 

Rolex, PlayStations in the Hummer 

Just to show these stupid hoes that we worth something 

My stuntin name Evel Knievel, keep it real 

Let me pop a wheelie, hoes love stuntin cause I got love 

Gold slugs, stunting 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 

Solid TV's PlayStation with the B.G 

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

A million dollars ain't nothing to me nigga 

But a million hoes is game to me playboy 

Nahh nahh, flossers, let me see you rollin your rims 

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans 

It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires 

Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere 

We flossers, let me see you rollin your rims 

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and bourbans 

It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires 

Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere 

I got to get my shine on, do it every time 

Seventeens on up, that's all I ride 

In ninety-eight, I been havin them hoes throwin 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 had me up cause a nigga so young (ha bruh?) 

But you know me nigga 

That ain't gon' stop B.G. nigga (at all) 

Cause the next day you will see nigga 

Me in somethin else with a TV nigga (f'real) 

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

Come try to take it, you're fuckin 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 click do what we say, we don't stunt wit it 

Off top Big Tymers gon' come with it 

Layin it down this month cause we got a reason (fo' sho') 

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

Nahh nahh, flossers, let me see you rollin your rims 

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans 

It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires 

Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere 

We flossers, let me see you rollin your rims 

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and bourbans 

It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires 

Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere 

We flossers, what what what? 

I say we ballers, what what what? 

This is the season for the flossers nigga 

Ride top notch shit, fuck what it cost you nigga 

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 niggas come out on them twenties and ball 

It ain't no secret I'mma stunter, like Evel Knievel 

Jumpin out Lex's and Hummer's, showin 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 that man 

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

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

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

Today I might lay low with Kent I built my house in the East 

Fuck that, I'mma play bourban it's a thousand a suite 

Who had the, first bourban with the livin room set 

Who the only nigga you know that drive a burgundy jet 

How many cities you know, named after me? 

It'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 

McGyver ain't liver than a, Big Tymer 

Big dick a million dollars and a, Pathfinder 

Mr. Betty Crocker cake maker, casino breaker 

Tell Shaq I got a half a mill' ridin 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 corner by the housin 

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 

Nahh nahh, flossers, let me see you rollin your rims 

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and Bourbans 

It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires 

Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere 

We flossers, let me see you rollin your rims 

Ballers, helicopters, bikes, and bourbans 

It's on us, C-M-R are millionaires 

Let 'em know it's flossin season everywhere 

We flossers, what what?