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BIG TYMERS lyrics : "No Love"

"No Love"
[Chorus X2 (Jazze Pha & Mannie Fresh)]
[Jazze Pha]

Its a beatiful life, colourful ice, flyest of hoes, spending the
[Mannie singing off key]

[Jazze Pha]
I'm a Tymer baby, all my %#@! 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 $#&@in' button and the TV's fold,
Out the top of the dash, shaking they $$#,
Tuck a lil' something and I show her some cash,

I'm Mannie Fresh hoe, represent the "S",
Cash Money Records ^!$$% nothing but the best,
Got a monster truck, sitting on 30's,

$#&@ the rap game cuz I still push birdies,
I'm hood rich (*##$, you know who I are,
They don't want to $#&@ me they want to $#&@ 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 (*##$ from where she was,
Clean her life up, wife her just because,
We some mutha $#&@in' pimps you (*##$,

[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 ^!$$% 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 ^!$$% played all good,
I'm on my grizzy my nizzy to get this brand new crib,
Behind this money its gon' be a $#&@ing killin'

I'm moving around uptown this how its going down,
I'm coming thru the hood for a billi killin (*##$,
Money is a must, hanging out at the club with hoes on motorbikes

my ^!$$%,
That ghetto life, with these calls and brawls it ain't no love
in my eyesight ^!$$%

A million in cash in the back of the dash and I'm the OG driving
my ^!$$%,

[Chorus X2]

[Verse 3 (Mannie Fresh & Baby)]

[Mannie Fresh]
Yeah, got my root beer dickies on,
With my mutha $#&@in' diamond studded cell phone,

I got cars to match these clothes, with some ignorant $$# banged
out project hoes,
I'm dope boy fresh, I mean that (*##$,

Thats gators on my waiter when he serving that %#@!,
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 (*##$es like "$#&@ y'all haters" ($#&@ y'all

So get straight or get this gun in your face,
And $#&@ around and be a whole nother killing,
In the sky blue bentley, 23's they spinnin,

Big Money Heavyweight and we gettin'

[Chorus X2]

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