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Its a beatiful life, colourful ice, flyest of hoes, spending the night, [Mannie singing off key] |
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BEAUTIFU-U |
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UL ! [Jazze Pha] |
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I'm a Tymer baby, all my *******t be designer baby, |
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Its a beatiful life ! [Verse 1 (Mannie Fresh)] |
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I roll through your city they go who is that, |
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In a brand new |
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Baby Blue |
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Cadillac, |
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Truck two days old, with remote controls, |
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Press the mutha ******' button and the |
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TV's fold, |
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Out the top of the dash, shaking they ass, |
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Tuck a lil' something and |
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I show her some cash, |
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I'm Mannie |
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Fresh hoe, represent the "S", |
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Cash Money |
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Records ******* nothing but the best, |
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Got a monster truck, sitting on 30's, |
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******* the rap game cuz |
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I still push birdies, |
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I'm hood rich *******, you know who |
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I are, They don't want to ******* me they want to ******* my car, |
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Now wait a minute hold up mane get it straight, |
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Ya dude push pebbles birdman push weight, |
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And its so incredible the things he does, |
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Take a project ******* from where she was, |
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Clean her life up, wife her just because, |
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We some mutha ******' pimps you *******, [Chorus X2] [Verse 2 (Baby)] |
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Blastin' rounds when we moving these pounds, |
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Counting cash out a shoebox, we getting it down, |
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I'm holding my town, like a ******* on a mound, |
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Or a crab out the bucket when me moving around |
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I'm strong in the hood, steering wheel all wood, |
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In the back of the lac the ******* played all good, |
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I'm on my grizzy my nizzy to get this brand new crib, |
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Behind this money its gon' be a ******g killin' |
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I'm moving around uptown this how its going down, |
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I'm coming thru the hood for a billi killin *******, |
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Money is a must, hanging out at the club with hoes on motorbikes my *******, |
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That ghetto life, with these calls and brawls it ain't no love in my eyesight ******* |
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A million in cash in the back of the dash and |
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I'm the OG driving my *******, [Chorus X2] [Verse 3 (Mannie Fresh & Baby)] [Mannie Fresh] |
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Yeah, got my root beer *******ies on, |
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With my mutha ******' diamond studded cell phone, |
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I got cars to match these clothes, with some ignorant ass banged out project hoes, |
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I'm **** boy fresh, |
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I mean that *******, |
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Thats gators on my waiter when he serving that *******t, |
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And I'm coming thru your hood, disrespecting y'all, |
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Bass turned up loud knocking pictures off the wall, [Baby] |
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I'm riding gangsta in a green mercedes, throwing spinach out the window mannie fresh and |
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Baby, Icey whips with the gun on my hip, |
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Bootin' up at you ******* like "******* y'all haters" (******* y'all haters) |
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So get straight or get this gun in your face, |
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And ******* around and be a whole nother killing, |
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In the sky blue bentley, 23's they spinnin, |
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Big Money |
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Heavyweight and we gettin' [Chorus X2] |