Bling-Bling Songtext
von B.G.
Bling-Bling Songtext
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa
Nigga, I got these hoes iced up enough
While my lil′ B.G.'s on the bus puttin′ out cigarette butts (what?)
But me, personally, playboy I don't give a fuck (what?)
And I'ma always show love to my cut (ah)
Hit the club, light the bitch up (ah)
The Cash Money motto is to drink ′til you throw up (throw up)
Nigga, point the hoe out, guaranteed I can fuck
Woadie, ′cause I'm tattooed and balled up (balled up)
Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up
And my pinky ring is platinum, plus
Earrings be trillion cut and my grill be slugged up
My heart filled with anger ′cause nigga, I don't give a fuck
Stack my cheese up, ′cause one day I'ma give this street life up
Beef, I don′t discuss, a nigga outta line gon' get his motherfuckin' head bust
Cash Money Millionaires plus (what?)
Don′t touch something, nigga, you can′t fuck
20 inches for TVs is a must (a must)
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil′ nigga 17, playin' with six figures (what?)
Got so much ice, you can skate on a nigga (what?)
When you see Cash Money, you know we stay flossin′ (what?)
Catch your girl down bad, you know we straight tossin' (what?)
I ain′t seen a clique yet that can stunt like mine (like oh)
I ain't seen a Maro yet that can run like mine (like oh)
1999, and it's our turn to shine (fo′ sho′)
50 or better on our wrist and they all blind (fo' sho′)
Pourin' vodka ′til I die, drank 'til I faint
′Til a nigga tell me I need another drank
My nigga Baby told me, "Work nigga, trick to them hoes" (what?)
Nigga Baby told me, "Work nigga, it's better than treatin' yo′ nose" (yeah)
I′m the freak of the clique (what?)
Keep it on the tuck (like what?)
So I creep on a bitch and I play it the raw (like what?)
Never sleep with a bitch, keep it real with my niggas (like what?)
Never weep for a bitch, never weep for a bitch, nigga (yeah)
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokahama tires
It's the nigga with the Lex bubble (what?)
Candy-coated helicopter with the leather cover (what?)
If you′re suckin' not fuckin′, take off the rubber (what?)
Then toss that bitch nigga 'cause I don′t love her
Balla, Manny bought a private plane
Then turned around and sold that bitch to Juve and Wayne
They put 30-inch Lorinsers on that thing, man
I know you niggas out there just don't understand
I'm a 1999 driver, I′m a uptown Third Ward, Magnolia T.C. rider
Ol′ ignorant ass, always stuntin'
Big ballin′ ass nigga you can see him when he comin'
Booted up, diamond up, golds be shinin′ up
Motherfuckers be blindin' us
Niggas at the second line be sayin′, "I'll be damned"
Up in they best fits sayin', "Juve got me again"
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokahama tires
I be that nigga with the ice on me
If it cost less than 20, it don′t look right on me
I stay flossed out all through the week
My money long, if you don′t know, I'm the B.G
I be fuckin niggas′ bitches all in they home
Niggas be like, "Look at that Benz on all that chrome"
Diamonds worn by everybody that's in my clique
Man, I got the price of a mansion ′round my neck and wrist
My nigga Baby gettin' a special built machine
A Mercedes-Benz 700 V14
I know you niggas can′t believe that
I can't wait to see you haters' face when you see that
Man, look at that
Niggas wear shades just to stand on side of me
Hoes say, "Take that chain off, boy, you′re blindin′ me"
All day my phone ringin', bling, bling, bling!
Can see my earring from a mile, bling, bling!
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokahama tires
Bling, bling, ah, bling, bling, ah, bling, bling, ah
Bling, bling (what?)
Bling, bling (what?)
Bling, bling (what?)
Bling, bling (what?)
Bling (ah)
Lil′ Weezy, big commas, Juvenile, B.G., Lil Turk
You heard me? You heard me?
Tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya?
Now tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that′ll bling, blind ya?
Tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya?
Tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that′ll bling, blind ya?
Bling, bling, nigga
Cash Money, 1999 and forever, you heard me?
Nigga, I got these hoes iced up enough
While my lil′ B.G.'s on the bus puttin′ out cigarette butts (what?)
But me, personally, playboy I don't give a fuck (what?)
And I'ma always show love to my cut (ah)
Hit the club, light the bitch up (ah)
The Cash Money motto is to drink ′til you throw up (throw up)
Nigga, point the hoe out, guaranteed I can fuck
Woadie, ′cause I'm tattooed and balled up (balled up)
Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up
And my pinky ring is platinum, plus
Earrings be trillion cut and my grill be slugged up
My heart filled with anger ′cause nigga, I don't give a fuck
Stack my cheese up, ′cause one day I'ma give this street life up
Beef, I don′t discuss, a nigga outta line gon' get his motherfuckin' head bust
Cash Money Millionaires plus (what?)
Don′t touch something, nigga, you can′t fuck
20 inches for TVs is a must (a must)
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil′ nigga 17, playin' with six figures (what?)
Got so much ice, you can skate on a nigga (what?)
When you see Cash Money, you know we stay flossin′ (what?)
Catch your girl down bad, you know we straight tossin' (what?)
I ain′t seen a clique yet that can stunt like mine (like oh)
I ain't seen a Maro yet that can run like mine (like oh)
1999, and it's our turn to shine (fo′ sho′)
50 or better on our wrist and they all blind (fo' sho′)
Pourin' vodka ′til I die, drank 'til I faint
′Til a nigga tell me I need another drank
My nigga Baby told me, "Work nigga, trick to them hoes" (what?)
Nigga Baby told me, "Work nigga, it's better than treatin' yo′ nose" (yeah)
I′m the freak of the clique (what?)
Keep it on the tuck (like what?)
So I creep on a bitch and I play it the raw (like what?)
Never sleep with a bitch, keep it real with my niggas (like what?)
Never weep for a bitch, never weep for a bitch, nigga (yeah)
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokahama tires
It's the nigga with the Lex bubble (what?)
Candy-coated helicopter with the leather cover (what?)
If you′re suckin' not fuckin′, take off the rubber (what?)
Then toss that bitch nigga 'cause I don′t love her
Balla, Manny bought a private plane
Then turned around and sold that bitch to Juve and Wayne
They put 30-inch Lorinsers on that thing, man
I know you niggas out there just don't understand
I'm a 1999 driver, I′m a uptown Third Ward, Magnolia T.C. rider
Ol′ ignorant ass, always stuntin'
Big ballin′ ass nigga you can see him when he comin'
Booted up, diamond up, golds be shinin′ up
Motherfuckers be blindin' us
Niggas at the second line be sayin′, "I'll be damned"
Up in they best fits sayin', "Juve got me again"
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokahama tires
I be that nigga with the ice on me
If it cost less than 20, it don′t look right on me
I stay flossed out all through the week
My money long, if you don′t know, I'm the B.G
I be fuckin niggas′ bitches all in they home
Niggas be like, "Look at that Benz on all that chrome"
Diamonds worn by everybody that's in my clique
Man, I got the price of a mansion ′round my neck and wrist
My nigga Baby gettin' a special built machine
A Mercedes-Benz 700 V14
I know you niggas can′t believe that
I can't wait to see you haters' face when you see that
Man, look at that
Niggas wear shades just to stand on side of me
Hoes say, "Take that chain off, boy, you′re blindin′ me"
All day my phone ringin', bling, bling, bling!
Can see my earring from a mile, bling, bling!
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires
Bling, bling, every time I come around your city
Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50
Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokahama tires
Bling, bling, ah, bling, bling, ah, bling, bling, ah
Bling, bling (what?)
Bling, bling (what?)
Bling, bling (what?)
Bling, bling (what?)
Bling (ah)
Lil′ Weezy, big commas, Juvenile, B.G., Lil Turk
You heard me? You heard me?
Tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya?
Now tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that′ll bling, blind ya?
Tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya?
Tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that′ll bling, blind ya?
Bling, bling, nigga
Cash Money, 1999 and forever, you heard me?
Writer(s): Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas, Bryan Williams, Christopher Noel Dorsey, Tab Virgil Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com