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Big Tymers

"Ha (Hot Boys Remix)"

[Intro: Juvenile]
Hmm... You better run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for it, run

[Verse 1: Juvenile]
You been known for f*ckin' it up, ha
Them bad-ass twenties on your truck, ha, cost seven and up, ha
You tryin' to stay from out that place, ha
Make sure you got your money straight ha, before it's too late ha
You want your Momma livin' good ha
Move your children out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha
Baby post seventy off the hook, ha
Mannie Fresh has possession, supposed to be up in the book, ha
Juvenile got them looks, ha; but you too scared to f*ck with him
Cause he be runnin' with them crooks, ha
I'm the one, ha
Stick a fork in that n*gga cause he's done, ha
For flippin' the tongue, ha
You got a probation hole, ha
You got money for bail so now you ready to roll, ha
You bout to buy you a car ha, a ninety-nine ha
One that look somethin' like mine ha

[Chorus: Juvenile]
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz, and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz, and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

[Verse 2: Turk]
We got this thing locked, ha
Cash Money can't be stopped ha, them Hot Boys too hot, ha
And you like my Rolex watch, ha
And the way I hit the block ha, in camouflage with Glocks, ha
And you like it when we stunt, ha
Smokin' blunts, ha
You be lovin' them gold fronts, ha
We millionaires, ha
Not far from billionaires, ha
Got different broads everywhere, ha

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
You heard' bout Lil Wayne, h-o-t b-o-y, ha
Shorty with the braids for Cash Money gon' pop, ha-uh
I burn, ha, the hammer sits, ha, here come the blitz, ha
A remix, ha, they from the 'Nolia I'm from the Grove, ha
And you can catch me with Tolie and Mario, ha
I represent the two, uh two-six, ha
It's guaranteed to be, foolish, ha

[Chorus: Juvenile]
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz, and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz, and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

[Verse 4: B.G.]
You n*ggas know I'm bout my biz, ha
You n*ggas scared for me to be in the presence of your b*tch, ha
You know I would raw di*k her ha, take naked pictures ha
Then call up my clique and straight flip her ha
You know my click number-one stunters, ha
You know we 'bout it, flexin' Lex's, Benz's, and Hummers, ha
You know you f*ck with me, you're dead, ha
But don't lie, I f*cked your baby-momma, and you feel played, ha
You know that jailhouse is somethin', ha
b*tch n*ggas buckin', but when it go down, they run to the button, ha
You know the B.G. ain't right ha; you love you ho
But she don't wanna get it right, and keep it right, ha
It's goin' down in ninety-nine, ha
You know fo' sho' that it Cash Money time to shine, ha
You know I play the game raw, ha
You know you slip up, I'ma take this beef sh*t too far, ha

[Chorus: Juvenile]
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz, and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire
Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire
You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin'
You handle your biz, and don't be cryin' and sufferin'

[Outro: Juvenile]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Let's say you're at a DJ, and them boys pullin' guns
You better run for it, run for it, run
You in the Magnolia, and my people
Pullin' guns
You better run for it, run for it, run
Run for it, run for
It, run
Run for it, run for it, run
We'll grab the MAC-11 when we march, n*gga, step
f*ck with CMR, we gon' march, n*gga, step
Play with Mannie Fresh, we gon' march, n*gga, step
Play with my n*gga, Baby, we gon' march, n*gga, step

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