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Against The Wall Lyrics - Big Money Heavyweight - Big Tymers

(Baby talking) 

Hey Fresh! 

We back at it baby 

 

(Manny Fresh) 

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 

 

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(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' 

 

(Manny Fresh) 

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 

 

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(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 

 

(Manny Fresh) 

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 

 

(Manny Fresh) 

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 

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