Big Tymers - No Love (Beautiful Life) lyrics

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Big Tymers - No Love (Beautiful Life) lyrics

It's a beautiful life, I got colorful ice And I got flyest of hoes, spending the night Beautiful I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh** be designer baby It's a beautiful life It's a beautiful life, I got colorful ice And I got flyest of hoes, spending the night Beautiful I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh** be designer baby It's a beautiful life 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 f**in' 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 'cuz 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 bird man push weight And it's 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 mutha f**in' pimps you b**h (Yeah) It's a beautiful life, I got colorful ice And I got flyest of hoes, spending the night Beautiful I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh** be designer baby It's a beautiful life It's a beautiful life, I got colorful ice And I got flyest of hoes, spending the night Beautiful I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh** be designer baby It's a beautiful life 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 it's gon' 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 It's a beautiful life, I got colorful ice And I got flyest of hoes, spending the night Beautiful I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh** be designer baby It's a beautiful life It's a beautiful life, I got colorful ice And I got flyest of hoes, spending the night Beautiful I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh** be designer baby It's a beautiful life Yeah, got my root beer dickies on With my mutha f**in' 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 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**hes like f** y'all haters (f** y'all 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' (b**h) It's a beautiful life, I got colorful ice And I got flyest of hoes, spending the night Beautiful I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh** be designer baby It's a beautiful life It's a beautiful life, I got colorful ice And I got flyest of hoes, spending the night Beautiful I'm a Tymer baby, all my sh** be designer baby It's a beautiful life

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