G-Unit - Big Body Benz (Lyrics)

Remember when nigga used to pay bingo? Like yo man, bingo man, that's my call for real

Killas don't have no conscience

Blat, won't think about it

Trap up in them houses

Rats, they Mickey Mouses

Gats up in their trousers

Ma came in and gave me a slap

Said she found all that crack under her couches

I can't sleep, Fred Kruger in my dreams

Call niggas a machines, all ya'll work for me

And I'd rather work a triple beam than at Burger King

Rob you for your bling bling, give me all your ching ching

Flip your pockets from your jeans, make sure I got everything

Before I leave, life's a bitch, and we just havin' a fling

Man this chrome is like a phone, better answer it when it rings

Let it ring 'til it click, empty clip

You can smell me and see I've been through some shit

With my clique

Timbs on, rider game

Now these hoes gon' ride the dick

It's because of street fame these bitches know what it is

They gone say I'm doing my thing when I pull up in that six

Lord knows

[Hook]

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

(And a clean set of rims)

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

(And a clean set of rims)

Pushin' coke and bought them Regals and them large DeVilles

Then they got them (?) bitches, I'm like this for real?

This me, I want that big Benz with the emblem in the grill

Start packin' the steel, lettin' niggas know the deal

I want that shit so bad, start thinkin' 'who I got to kill?'

That's how a nigga feel when we out there in the field

That Glock was pumpin', paper comin', how can niggas chill?

Barrel (?) gold teeth, put gold all in my grill

Shoot out shit, I rob your bitch, I use her as a shield

Shit look at the wheels, whooo look at the wheels

Chrome two piece Lorenzos got me lookin' like a mil

Peace called, if you wanna talk then later we can build

[Hook]

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

(And a clean set of rims)

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

(And a clean set of rims)

Sittin' back in my new AMG, smokin' with 2 thou' 15

Golden wrist, few pounds of green

Park this shit, shoot down your teams

Now it seems, oh so clear through Beams

Oh so dope, I lean

Fuck you mean? Lucky that you breathe

Choke the leaf

Focus through my new designer lens

Tell her not her friends

Beaucoup dollars spent, new jewels line 'em in

Too cool time and win

I'm on top again

You gon' chop me off and 'scuse me out

Bullshit you about, front, them Rugers out

Face the sword, no risk, no reward

Peace talk won't go no where, gets ignored

Price you can't afford, white man at your courts

Get you more, right here like before

Seen it all my life shit end like this

Come back filthy rich, still not guilty bitch

[Hook]

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

(And a clean set of rims)

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz

(And a clean set of rims)

Nigga nah mean? Dreams, street dreams, yah feel me?

Free PJ, free my lil' homie Chucky, yah know I'm sayin'? Straight up and down, man.

Free my nigga [?] just caught 10, yah feel that? Damn, shit real, man

We just was all real niggas man, just out here chasin' our dreams, man.

Everybody wanna be fly, everybody wanna live flashy. You know I'm sayin'?

It's all about feedin' the fam, man.

Straight up and down, so we gon' do whatever it takes to get it