Lyric No Love
[Chorus X2 (Jazze Pha & Mannie Fresh)]
[Jazze Pha]
Its a beatiful life, colourful ice, flyest of hoes, spending the night,
[Mannie singing off key]
BEAUTIFU-UUL !
[Jazze Pha]
I m a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby, Its a beatiful life !
[Verse 1 (Mannie Fresh)]
I roll through your city they go who is that,
In a brand new Baby Blue Cadillac,
Truck two days old, with remote controls,
Press the mutha fuckin button and the TV s fold,
Out the top of the dash, shaking they ass,
Tuck a lil something and I show her some cash,
I m Mannie Fresh hoe, represent the "S",
Cash Money Records nigga nothing but the best,
Got a monster truck, sitting on 30 s,
Fuck the rap game cuz I still push birdies,
I m hood rich bitch, you know who I are,
They don t want to fuck me they want to fuck my car,
Now wait a minute hold up mane get it straight,
Ya dude push pebbles birdman push weight,
And its so incredible the things he does,
Take a project bitch from where she was,
Clean her life up, wife her just because,
We some mutha fuckin pimps you bitch,
[Chorus X2]
[Verse 2 (Baby)]
Blastin rounds when we moving these pounds,
Counting cash out a shoebox, we getting it down,
I m holding my town, like a nigga on a mound,
Or a crab out the bucket when me moving around
I m strong in the hood, steering wheel all wood,
In the back of the lac the nigga played all good,
I m on my grizzy my nizzy to get this brand new crib,
Behind this money its gon be a fucking killin
I m moving around uptown this how its going down,
I m coming thru the hood for a billi killin bitch,
Money is a must, hanging out at the club with hoes on motorbikes my nigga,
That ghetto life, with these calls and brawls it ain t no love in my eyesight nigga
A million in cash in the back of the dash and I m the OG driving my nigga,
[Chorus X2]
[Verse 3 (Mannie Fresh & Baby)]
[Mannie Fresh]
Yeah, got my root beer dickies on,
With my mutha fuckin diamond studded cell phone,
I got cars to match these clothes, with some ignorant ass banged out project hoes,
I m dope boy fresh, I mean that bitch,
Thats gators on my waiter when he serving that shit,
And I m coming thru your hood, disrespecting y all,
Bass turned up loud knocking pictures off the wall,
[Baby]
I m riding gangsta in a green mercedes,
throwing spinach out the window mannie fresh and Baby,
Icey whips with the gun on my hip,
Bootin up at you bitches like "fuck y all haters" (fuck y all haters)
So get straight or get this gun in your face,
And fuck around and be a whole nother killing,
In the sky blue bentley, 23 s they spinnin,
Big Money Heavyweight and we gettin
[Chorus X2]
[Jazze Pha]
Its a beatiful life, colourful ice, flyest of hoes, spending the night,
[Mannie singing off key]
BEAUTIFU-UUL !
[Jazze Pha]
I m a Tymer baby, all my shit be designer baby, Its a beatiful life !
[Verse 1 (Mannie Fresh)]
I roll through your city they go who is that,
In a brand new Baby Blue Cadillac,
Truck two days old, with remote controls,
Press the mutha fuckin button and the TV s fold,
Out the top of the dash, shaking they ass,
Tuck a lil something and I show her some cash,
I m Mannie Fresh hoe, represent the "S",
Cash Money Records nigga nothing but the best,
Got a monster truck, sitting on 30 s,
Fuck the rap game cuz I still push birdies,
I m hood rich bitch, you know who I are,
They don t want to fuck me they want to fuck my car,
Now wait a minute hold up mane get it straight,
Ya dude push pebbles birdman push weight,
And its so incredible the things he does,
Take a project bitch from where she was,
Clean her life up, wife her just because,
We some mutha fuckin pimps you bitch,
[Chorus X2]
[Verse 2 (Baby)]
Blastin rounds when we moving these pounds,
Counting cash out a shoebox, we getting it down,
I m holding my town, like a nigga on a mound,
Or a crab out the bucket when me moving around
I m strong in the hood, steering wheel all wood,
In the back of the lac the nigga played all good,
I m on my grizzy my nizzy to get this brand new crib,
Behind this money its gon be a fucking killin
I m moving around uptown this how its going down,
I m coming thru the hood for a billi killin bitch,
Money is a must, hanging out at the club with hoes on motorbikes my nigga,
That ghetto life, with these calls and brawls it ain t no love in my eyesight nigga
A million in cash in the back of the dash and I m the OG driving my nigga,
[Chorus X2]
[Verse 3 (Mannie Fresh & Baby)]
[Mannie Fresh]
Yeah, got my root beer dickies on,
With my mutha fuckin diamond studded cell phone,
I got cars to match these clothes, with some ignorant ass banged out project hoes,
I m dope boy fresh, I mean that bitch,
Thats gators on my waiter when he serving that shit,
And I m coming thru your hood, disrespecting y all,
Bass turned up loud knocking pictures off the wall,
[Baby]
I m riding gangsta in a green mercedes,
throwing spinach out the window mannie fresh and Baby,
Icey whips with the gun on my hip,
Bootin up at you bitches like "fuck y all haters" (fuck y all haters)
So get straight or get this gun in your face,
And fuck around and be a whole nother killing,
In the sky blue bentley, 23 s they spinnin,
Big Money Heavyweight and we gettin
[Chorus X2]
