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Lirik Lagu Sunday Night - Big Tymers F/ Lil' Wayne

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[Baby {talking}]Believe it, playboyYou know we the # 1 stunnasHow you diggin' that, niggaLook, look-
[Baby {verse 1}]Went to Miami - bought a Lam', and sure 'noughMy Bentley, Fresh Bentley on twenty-inch dubsMonte Carlo's, Cadillac's, and JagsIf it ain't a V-8, that shit ain't fastVettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikesPullin' all that shit out on a Sunday nightNeighborhood superstars, cars, and broadsEverybody wan' fuck a Hot BoyMercedes trucksLexus trucksCadillac trucksAll the best for your buckSix TV's with DVD'sTwenty-G's worth of sound so a nigga can hear meWe shine and flossWe pay the bossTen-G's a night - we buyin' the ballBut one thing, nigga: things ain't changedFind me at a second line doin' my thingI'm rockin' iceI pocket pipeCorner pocket goin' down - we gon' be there tonightIt's wall-to-wallKillers and dogsNiggas actin' crazy - they ready to ballThey shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at MelphShoutin' at Yo, everybody to the southThey shoutin' at 'Nolia, shoutin' at MelphThey shoutin' at Yo, everybody to the southSee, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shitYou get outta line, we'll kill you quickSee, a 3rd ward nigga don't play that shitYou get outta line we'll kill you quick
(Hook [Baby + Mannie Fresh])[Baby] Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikesPullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night[Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals stillShorty, shit don't stop - nigga, keep it real
[Baby] Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikesPullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night[Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals stillNigga, shit don't stop - playa, keep it real
[Lil' Wayne]Look,Now who Whee?The nigga ridin' top-down in the two-seatYou see more diamonds than they got on Blue StreakYou know it's Lil' Wheezy goin' offSlim and Baby bought him somethin' new he showin' offI will buy Bentley - body real wideSixteen with no license - still driveThat's a wild fellaWatch your wife - I'll sell herI'm up in the 2000 Kompressor - loud yellowDubs on skinnies - yeah, killin' yaPop the hood, souped up with a twelve-cylinderNiggas ridin' big body Benz - stop itI'll pull up next to 'em in a Lam' - top thisI know they be like, "Man, them boys got to stay home."Different color Hummers lookin' like a box of crayonsOpen up the back - sound got they damn head achin'Me - I'm in the back seat playin' a PlaystationWhat!
(Hook [Baby + Mannie Fresh][Baby] Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikesPullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night[Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals stillNigga, shit don't stop - playa, keep it real
[Baby] Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikesPullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night[Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals stillWodie, shit don't stop - we gon' keep it real
[Mannie Fresh]That remote - hand it hereTrucks with chandeliersHe don't have America Online up in hereLay it down when I park itIceberg carpetStandin' 'cross the street sayin', "Watch me start this."Ascursion from thirty feet awayLil' niggas go and say, "How the fuck he did that?""You heard where he live at?""Piranhas and iguanas - marble and glass.""The bottom of his swimmin' pool said, 'KISS MY ASS'."Niggas motherfuck itI take the St. Bernard project and gut itand make it into one big cribAnd when you pass in separate ward, scream out,"That's where Mannie Fresh live!"Three-piece livin' room set in the back of the CaddyPlus the alarm that say, "I love you, Daddy."VCR - nigga, please - unhook itRun the DVD when the satellite crookedHoney, what you mean you ain't never seena big-screen in the back of the Navigator that's green?Chromed-out amplifiersTwenty-two inch tiresI don't want them - I want the fiber optic wiresI'm so hot I'm responsible for forest fires
[Baby]What?
[Mannie Fresh]How you love that
(Hook [Baby + Mannie Fresh][Baby] Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikesPullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night[Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals stillWodie, shit don't stop - we gon' keep it real
[Baby] Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikesPullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night[Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals stillWodie, shit don't stop - y'all keep it real
[Baby] Look, Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikesPullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night[Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals stillShorty, shit don't stop - let's keep it real
[Baby] Vettes, Vipers, trucks, and bikesPullin' all that shit out on a Sunday night[Fresh] Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, and Regals stillMan, shit don't stop - keep it real
([Mannie Fresh + Baby] {talking}])[Fresh]UnderstandWe gon' keep this realGoin' into 2001 on up to 3000I'ma (?), I ain't goin' nowhere
[Baby]For sure, FreshWithout a doubt, playboy
[Fresh]I meant that shitBall 'til you fall
[Baby]Believe that, nigga
[Fresh]They gon' clone my assIt's gon' be ([B.] Huh?) about eight of me, you see what I'm sayin'
[Baby]Without a doubt
[Fresh]They can't get rid of meFeel that shitAnd I'm goneYou can't kiss me, but you can kiss my chain([B.] Without-)You can kiss my watch([B.] Lick the ice)You can kiss my belt([B.] Lick the ice)You can kiss my shoesBut don't put your lips on me([B.] Ice everywhere)It ain't like that
[Baby]We gon' dip 'em platinum, playboy
[Fresh]{blows kiss} Ahhh, good night
[Baby]Dip one upWe gon' dip one up platinumRight nowIf y'all can see, you gon' seenothin' but a brown-skin niggadip platinumGrill platinumNothin' but iceNothin' but iceIce everywhereTen karats in my grillAnd I keeps it realHow you love that nigga