"No Love"

[Hook x2 - Jazze Pha (Mannie Fresh)]
Its a beatiful life, colourful ice, flyest of hoes, spending the night
I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh*t be designer baby, it's a beautiful 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 motherf*ckin button and the TVs fold
Out the top of the dash, shaking they ass
Tuck a lil' something and I show her some cash
I'm Mannie Frsh ho, represent the 'S'
Cash Money Records n*gga nothing but the best
Got a monster truck, sitting on 30's
f*ck the rap game cuz I still push birdies
I'm hood rich b*tch, you know who I are
They don't want to f*ck me they want to f*ck my car
Now wait a minute hold up mayne get it straight
Ya dude push pebbles Birdman push weight
And its so incredible the things he does
Take a project b*tch from where she was
Clean her life up, wife her just because
We some motherf*ckin' pimps you b*tch

[Hook 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 n*gga 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 n*gga played all good
I'm on my grizzy my nizzy to get this brand new crib
Behind this money its gon' be a f*cking killin'
I'm moving around uptown this how its going down
I'm coming thru the hood for a billin killin b*tch
Money is a must, hanging out at the club with hoes on motorbikes my n*gga
That ghetto life, with these calls and brawls it ain't no love in my eyesight n*gga
A million in cash in the back of the dash and I'm the OG driving my n*gga

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3 - Mannie Fresh & Baby]

[Mannie Fresh]
Yeah got my root beer di*kies on
With my motherf*ckin' 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 b*tch
Thats gators on my waiter when he serving that sh*t
And I'm coming thru your hood, disrespecting y'all
Bass turned up loud knocking pictures off the wall

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 b*tches like 'f*ck y'all haters' (f*ck y'all haters)
So get straight or get this gun in your face
And f*ck around and be a whole 'nother killin
In the Sky Blue Bentley, 23's they spinnin
Big Money Heavyweight and we gettin

[Hook x2]

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