Big Tymers - Against the Wall lyrics
[Big Tymers - Against the Wall lyrics]
Hey Fresh! We back at it baby
Here baby doll, up against the wall
And through the sound, he broke it down
Only one more Hypnotic
And that's when he shot it
I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club
But I wanna go home with you, girl
(Manny Fresh) i'm not your man I'm a pimp
Baby please understand
But you hot, and they not
So we can hold hands
In a long truck, Cadillac
Surround sound, front to back
"Forever? Forever, ever?"
Forever, ever black ridin' in the sunshine
Crankin' up the Alpine
Rubbin' down shorty's spine, she is fine!
Love 'um, leave 'um, go back and retrieve 'um
If their hair is bad, then I will weave 'um
(Baby) kick back in the Phantom
Two clips and a hammer
Cruisin' through the hood on
Them Deion Sanders
Nothin' but red whips and all them candy
Two chicks, two chickens that
Flew from Atlanta, aye
Laid back in a Maebach, countin' stacks
Got work, go to work, nigga count that
Summer shine, summer time
And we on the grind
Birdman got them chickens and
They ain't flyin'
Here baby doll, up against the wall
And through the sound, he broke it down
Only one more Hypnotic
And that's when he shot it
I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club
But I wanna go home with you, girl
(Manny Fresh)
I'm cool, I'm hip, I'm fresh, I'm good
I'm diamonds up against the wood
Richest nigga from the hood
Four amplifiers, four 24 tires
Fuck professional liars
Fo' show enter our fire
In a big black Chevy, starch real heavy
Peanut butter reclinin'
With the Steve Harvey line in look at me!
(Baby) let me slide and ride and get inside
And take you to my hood where it's do or die
Where the whips is clean
We hustle for nickels and dimes
Chips, green, the liquior was hard as a crime
Custom machine and 'dro be on my mind
Lace my team with life and bricks for dimes
Ghetto soldier and you can't stop my shine
Fresh, Stunna, bitch respect my mind
Here baby doll, up against the wall
And through the sound, he broke it down
Only one more Hypnotic
And that's when he shot it
I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club
But I wanna go home with you, girl
(Manny Fresh)
Sean Paul on the wall, break it down
Do it girl
Lift it up, let it flow, shake it fast
There it go make it wobble, make it jiggle
Put the pickle in the middle
Push it back, make it clap, in and out
That's a wrap
Good bye, so long, I got to go
I'm goin' home but you my favorite friend
Let's bump and grind next weekend
(Baby) see you fuckin' with your boy
Remember who gunna ride?
When trouble hit the hood nigga
Who gunna die?
When shit get ugly nigga, who gunna fly?
But when shit get bubbly
Everybody wanna ride me
Benz, Lexus, the coupe, the jets
Nigga holla at the boy
Baby pimpin' the flesh
Like in Stalled Evoy, third world is the set
I'm a worldwide shiner bitch
I drove the best
Here baby doll, up against the wall
And through the sound, he broke it down
Only one more Hypnotic
And that's when he shot it
I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club
But I wanna go home with you, girl
Here baby doll, up against the wall
And through the sound, he broke it down
Only one more Hypnotic
And that's when he shot it
I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club
But I wanna go home with you, girl
(Manny Fresh) i'm not your man I'm a pimp
Baby please understand
But you hot, and they not
So we can hold hands
In a long truck, Cadillac
Surround sound, front to back
"Forever? Forever, ever?"
Forever, ever black ridin' in the sunshine
Crankin' up the Alpine
Rubbin' down shorty's spine, she is fine!
Love 'um, leave 'um, go back and retrieve 'um
If their hair is bad, then I will weave 'um
(Baby) kick back in the Phantom
Two clips and a hammer
Cruisin' through the hood on
Them Deion Sanders
Nothin' but red whips and all them candy
Two chicks, two chickens that
Flew from Atlanta, aye
Laid back in a Maebach, countin' stacks
Got work, go to work, nigga count that
Summer shine, summer time
And we on the grind
Birdman got them chickens and
They ain't flyin'
Here baby doll, up against the wall
And through the sound, he broke it down
Only one more Hypnotic
And that's when he shot it
I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club
But I wanna go home with you, girl
(Manny Fresh)
I'm cool, I'm hip, I'm fresh, I'm good
I'm diamonds up against the wood
Richest nigga from the hood
Four amplifiers, four 24 tires
Fuck professional liars
Fo' show enter our fire
In a big black Chevy, starch real heavy
Peanut butter reclinin'
With the Steve Harvey line in look at me!
(Baby) let me slide and ride and get inside
And take you to my hood where it's do or die
Where the whips is clean
We hustle for nickels and dimes
Chips, green, the liquior was hard as a crime
Custom machine and 'dro be on my mind
Lace my team with life and bricks for dimes
Ghetto soldier and you can't stop my shine
Fresh, Stunna, bitch respect my mind
Here baby doll, up against the wall
And through the sound, he broke it down
Only one more Hypnotic
And that's when he shot it
I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club
But I wanna go home with you, girl
(Manny Fresh)
Sean Paul on the wall, break it down
Do it girl
Lift it up, let it flow, shake it fast
There it go make it wobble, make it jiggle
Put the pickle in the middle
Push it back, make it clap, in and out
That's a wrap
Good bye, so long, I got to go
I'm goin' home but you my favorite friend
Let's bump and grind next weekend
(Baby) see you fuckin' with your boy
Remember who gunna ride?
When trouble hit the hood nigga
Who gunna die?
When shit get ugly nigga, who gunna fly?
But when shit get bubbly
Everybody wanna ride me
Benz, Lexus, the coupe, the jets
Nigga holla at the boy
Baby pimpin' the flesh
Like in Stalled Evoy, third world is the set
I'm a worldwide shiner bitch
I drove the best
Here baby doll, up against the wall
And through the sound, he broke it down
Only one more Hypnotic
And that's when he shot it
I'm not lookin' for love, up in the club
But I wanna go home with you, girl