- Big Tymers No Love 歌词
- Big Tymers
- Its a beatiful life, colourful ice, flyest of hoes, spending the night, [Mannie singing off key]
BEAUTIFU-U
UL ! [Jazze Pha]
I'm a Tymer baby, all my *******t 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 ******' 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 ******* nothing but the best,
Got a monster truck, sitting on 30's,
******* the rap game cuz
I still push birdies,
I'm hood rich *******, you know who
I are, They don't want to ******* me they want to ******* 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 ******* from where she was,
Clean her life up, wife her just because,
We some mutha ******' pimps you *******, [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 ******* 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 ******* played all good,
I'm on my grizzy my nizzy to get this brand new crib,
Behind this money its gon' be a ******g killin'
I'm moving around uptown this how its going down,
I'm coming thru the hood for a billi killin *******,
Money is a must, hanging out at the club with hoes on motorbikes my *******,
That ghetto life, with these calls and brawls it ain't no love in my eyesight *******
A million in cash in the back of the dash and
I'm the OG driving my *******, [Chorus X2] [Verse 3 (Mannie Fresh & Baby)] [Mannie Fresh]
Yeah, got my root beer *******ies on,
With my mutha ******' diamond studded cell phone,
I got cars to match these clothes, with some ignorant ass banged out project hoes,
I'm **** boy fresh,
I mean that *******,
Thats gators on my waiter when he serving that *******t,
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 ******* like "******* y'all haters" (******* y'all haters)
So get straight or get this gun in your face,
And ******* around and be a whole nother killing,
In the sky blue bentley, 23's they spinnin,
Big Money
Heavyweight and we gettin' [Chorus X2]
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