No Love Beautiful Life lyrics

[Chorus X2 (Jazze Pha & Mannie Fresh)]
[Jazze Pha]
Its a beatiful life, (I got) colourful ice, (and I got) 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, (yeahhh)

[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` (bitch)

[Chorus X2]
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