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[Verse 1: (Mannie)]Wha wha wha nigga niggaI put piss stains on private planes cuz its my jet niggaMoney aint shit cuz my rottweilers drink moetDiamond baugette bracelets for my loversPlaya, i use cristal to lubricate rubbersWho got shit on his wrist that cost 3 nickelWho got the project on lock when that nigga slangin pickleWho got benz, a prowler, playboy, and a VetteTell the truth--who fucked ya on the same night when we met?Now, who got baby mamas from the noila to new yorkWho got every bitch attention in this motherfucker when he talkNow who the fuck we talkin bout, look--yall dont know?I'll give you a hint: see that bitch you with?He fucked that hoeNow look here, yall aint seen my watch, its like harlem world videoWhite diamonds, red rubies, blue baugettes, I dont knowShorty, when tha next time imma be up in your bedI love you? you love me? Well go head on and gimme some head[Chorus: 2x (Juvenile)]Loud pipes big rimsWodie thats our lifeWhen we pull up at the clubSorry thats our nightI know a lot of haters out there sayinThat thats not rightBut our diamonds are much biggerSo thats our life[Verse 2: (Baby)]I told four I need somethinWith some hell of a iceNigga came back with a hell of a priceThat aint nothinThese hoes doin hella wrongCallin these niggaz on our cell phoneBitch ridin benz on 20 inch chromeGimme the key, the car hoe, and the alarmFor my prowler, my jag, my benz and my homeBitch you'll neva ride 20 inch chromeI love to shine, thats why the choppa is mineHit my block in my benz hoe with stretch tiresBought a new car that I couldnt driveOrdered the tunes before a nigga could driveWhen I put the bose system right behind my eyesWith the vc's and tv's so a nigga could shineWith my ice bling bling like a 9 to 5And tell all my hoes they dont need no job[Chorus 2x][Verse 3: (B.G)]I ride the best from a benz to a jag to a beamer to a lexMight fly first class on delta, helicopter or a jetI'm a stunter, I'm a reppaGeezy like to shineDrink Don, Moet, and CrisSee thats the finest wine20 inches is the only thing i sit my shit onDont bring ya bitch around me Cuz my dick she'll wanna sit onAnd I aint gonna tell her nothin differentThats ya issueBut after she come backYour best out is not to kiss herHoes sick sayin damn, look at Fresh pinky ringLook at BG watchThat bitch blingalingalingI'm a ice wearer, trust me, you will nevaSee me sportin nothin that aint 20 g's or bettaMe and Wayne take the leftJuve and Baby take the rightIts dark in the room, we hold up our watches and its lightCash Money millionaires livin a hell of a lifeLike my nigga weezay said, we surrounded by ice[Chorus (2x)][Lil Wayne]whoa whoa whoaNow im shinin baby glossinBig tymin stuntin and flossinLamborghini sittin on ??With two more in my garagesPlus a blue and black ferrariWith nintendo and atariMan I swear the car is awesomeVroom! sorry we lost emI'm backI pull up smellin like dime sacks and cognacI leave in the hummer, Hour lata I'm flyin backWhoosh, private jets about to landThe women fall out when I let em touch my handI get out the plane into a mercedes benz van TVs all ova with chrome 20 inch fans, damnGot damnMan I amL-I-L, weezy, off the heezyBut still in all, ice floodin on my watchAnd in my grill and allPorch blocks front blocksStill in all, me and Slim in the RoverBeatrice brick holder, Cash Money young soulja[Chorus & talking til fade]more