(feat. Hot Boys)

[Verse 1: Mannie]

Wha wha wha ^!$$% ^!$$%

I put piss stains on private planes cuz its my jet ^!$$%

Money aint %#@! cuz my rottweilers drink moet
Diamond baugette bracelets for my lovers
Playa, i use cristal to lubricate rubbers

Who got %#@! on his wrist that cost 3 nickel
Who got the project on lock when that ^!$$% slangin pickle
Who got benz, a prowler, playboy, and a Vette

Tell the truth--who $#&@ed ya on the same night when we met?
Now, who got baby mamas from the noila to new york
Who got every (*##$ attention in this mother$#&@er when he talk

Now who the $#&@ we talkin bout, look--yall dont know?
I'll give you a hint: see that (*##$ you with?
He $#&@ed that hoe

Now look here, yall aint seen my watch, its like harlem world video
White diamonds, red rubies, blue baugettes, I dont know
Shorty, when tha next time imma be up in your bed

I love you? you love me?
Well go head on and gimme some head


[Chorus x2: Juvenile]

Loud pipes big rims

Wodie thats our life
When we pull up at the club
Sorry thats our night

I know a lot of haters out there sayin
That thats not right
But our diamonds are much bigger

So thats our life

[Verse 2: Baby]

I told four I need somethin
With some hell of a ice
^!$$% came back with a hell of a price

That aint nothin
These hoes doin hella wrong
Callin these ^!$$%z on our cell phone

(*##$ ridin benz on 20 inch chrome
Gimme the key, the car hoe, and the alarm
For my prowler, my jag, my benz and my home

(*##$ you'll neva ride 20 inch chrome
I love to shine, thats why the choppa is mine
Hit my block in my benz hoe with stretch tires

Bought a new car that I couldnt drive
Ordered the tunes before a ^!$$% could drive
When I put the bose system right behind my eyes

With the vc's and tv's so a ^!$$% could shine
With my ice bling bling like a 9 to 5
And tell all my hoes they dont need no job


[Chorus x2]


[Verse 3: B.G]
I ride the best from a benz to a jag to a beamer to a lex
Might fly first class on delta, helicopter or a jet

I'm a stunter, I'm a reppa
Geezy like to shine
Drink Don, Moet, and Cris

See thats the finest wine
20 inches is the only thing i sit my %#@! on
Dont bring ya (*##$ around me

Cuz my dick she'll wanna sit on
And I aint gonna tell her nothin different
Thats ya issue

But after she come back
Your best out is not to kiss her
Hoes sick sayin damn, look at Fresh pinky ring

Look at BG watch
That (*##$ blingalingaling
I'm a ice wearer, trust me, you will neva

See me sportin nothin that aint 20 g's or betta
Me and Wayne take the left
Juve and Baby take the right
Its dark in the room, we hold up our watches and its light
Cash Money millionaires livin a hell of a life

Like my ^!$$% weezay said, we surrounded by ice

[Chorus x2]

[Lil Wayne]

whoa whoa whoa
Now im shinin baby glossin
Big tymin stuntin and flossin
Lamborghini sittin on broaders
With two more in my garages

Plus a blue and black ferrari
With nintendo and atari
Man I swear the car is awesome
Vroom! sorry we lost em
I'm back

I pull up smellin like dime sacks and cognac
I leave in the hummer,
Hour lata I'm flyin back
Whoosh, private jets about to land
The women fall out when I let em touch my hand
I get out the plane into a mercedes benz van

TVs all ova with chrome 20 inch fans, damn
Got damn
Man I am
L-I-L, weezy, off the heezy
But still in all, ice floodin on my watch
And in my grill and all
Porch blocks front blocks

Still in all, me and Slim in the Rover
Beatrice brick holder, Cash Money young soulja

[Chorus & talking til fade]