[Chorus X2 (Jazze Pha) and Mannie Fresh)]
(Its a beautiful life, colorful ice, fliest of hoes, spending the night)
Beautiful!
(I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh** 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**ing' bu*ton and the TV's fold,
Out the top of the dash, shaking they a**,
Tuck a lil' something and I show her some cash,
I'm Mannie Fresh hoe, represent the "S",
Cash Money Records n***a nothing but the best,
Got a monster truck, sitting on 30's,
f** the rap game 'cause I still push birdies,
I'm hood rich b**h, you know who I are,
They don't want to f** me they want to f** 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 b**h from where she was,
Clean her life up, wife her just because,
We some motherf**ing pimps you b**h, [Chorus: x2] [Verse 2: Baby]
Blastin' rounds when we moving these pounds,
Counting cash out a shoe box, we getting it down,
I'm holding my town, like a n***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 n***a played all good,
I'm on my grizzy my nizzy to get this brand new crib,
Behind this money its goin' be a f**ing k**in'
I'm moving around uptown this how its going down,
I'm coming through the hood for a billi k**in' b**h,
Money is a must, hanging out at the club with hoes on motorbikes my n***a,
That ghetto life, with these calls and brawls it ain't no love in my eyesight n***a
A million in cash in the back of the dash and I'm the OG driving my n***a, [Chorus: x2] [Verse 3: Mannie Fresh]
Yeah, got my root beer dickies on,
With my motherf**ing diamond studded cell phone,
I got cars to match these clothes, with some ignorant a** banged out project hoes,
I'm dope boy fresh, I mean that b**h,
that's gators on my waiter when he serving that sh**,
And I'm coming through your hood, disrespecting y'all,
Ba** turned up loud knocking pictures off the wall, [Verse 4: Baby]
I'm riding gangster in a green Mercedes,
throwing spinach out the window Mannie fresh and Baby,
Icy whips with the gun on my hip,
Bootin' up at you b**hes like "f** yall haters" (f** yall haters)
So get straight or get this gun in your face,
And f** around and be a whole 'nother k**ing,
In the sky blue Bentley, 23's they spinnin',
Big Money Heavyweight and we gettin' [Chorus: x2]