[Mannie Fresh]

Wuuuun (Whaa-Whaa-Whaa-Whaa)

Check me out (Come on)

Cash Money Millionaires

Check me out

[Lil Wayne]

Baby named me Fire Wayne, wit lots of change

You can catch me in an aqua range, squattin things

With them twenty-two inch chopper blades

Diamond face wit tha diamond brace

Aye, more colors than the game Simon Says

Go lights out

And mami on forty-fifth she said she "Diked Out"

And she ain't like too much of stick, but got tha right mouth

So I took it anyway

But aye I'm a playa, don't need ya (ughh) anyway

OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin

All these karats like I'm some kinda vegetarian

If they play, I bury them, y'all already knowin

I threw up my arm and really thought it started snowin

See I'm a keep it goin, Big Tymin, you heard's me?

Aye I got cake like everyday my birthday

Wait, I don't think they heard me

I say dog I got cake like everyday my birthday

[Hook: Mannie Fresh]

(Shine) - From my head down to my shoes

(Shine) - Skiiiiirtin on twenty-two's

(Shine) - Check my baby mamma

(Shine) - Whip Rovers, not Hondas

(Shine) - I'ma spend it 'til it's gone

(Shine) - Don't know when I'm comin home

(Shine) - Doin X and drank Cris'

(Shine) - My life is tha shhh...

[Mack 10]

I rock em all, brown rocks to baguettes

I bang and ball, like blood and crypt sets

On Lear Jets, I'm done and dirty and so flossy on tha scene

I'm ridin on dub dueces wit TV screens

And my garge is full of rag tops and candy paints

(Baby:Tha new Bently out?)

If I don't got it, it ain't

Cause my grind is to shine, I'm as real as they come

And In case you didn't know, I'm tha man where I'm from

Ask em who rock ice on tha west (Baby:They say Mac)

Ask em who gotta scared wearin vests (Baby:They say Mac)

Ask em who got like thirty cars (Baby:They say Mac)

Ask em who got strip, scars, and bars (Baby:They say Mac)

Man I'ma whole lot richer since tha for life scence

Went countin myself, to a money machine

I'ma get till I can't, wit tha U.P.T.

It's chicken hawk, Whoo-Bangin out tha Dub-S-C

[Hook]

(Mikkey)

Now introducin Mikkey, you could find me crusin tha city

Black X-5, wit four dymes wit me, Y'all feel me

Down wit CMR, so you know my cash is long

Brains, I ain't even gotta ask it's on

Come on, tha ice is blue, the remey is red

Haters turn green, queens wanna give me some head

Still I'm quick to pop two in tha feds

Ya know I been hungry my whole life, so I'm due for some bread

Go head, name another click that could rap above us

A bunch of millionaires walkin wit our gats in public

Cats love it, boosie broads deny it

They step to tha store to buy it, go home and b__p it in private

And you know me, I'm low key
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Nothin special, just a pinky ring, a Roley, a lil ice on tha bezel

And when I drive by, I can't help doin tha drive-by

Cause my rims be killin haters, every time I ride by

[Hook]

[Christina]

Look, I got shoes, boots, coops wit missin roofs

Chris stackin, even when I'm in tha booth

Got charms and charms, you can call me tha bomb

And you can call me Deep Blow, cause tha smoke under my arm

Got Royces on vogues, countin banks rolls

Even y'all hoes is sendin me roses

I'm nasty and iced up, call me Nicisty

On a bike or in a truck, yeah what you like me

Shoes, bags call me Parda

Haters never mess wit me, don't call me nuda (Ha-Ha)

I sip dun, call me Lady Don

Rock leather on my Harley, call me tha Bomb

Brought a new Coup, painted it baby blue

Got it new shoes sittin on twenty-two's

(Mannie Fresh)

Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun (wha-wha)

Ya Heardz, sittin on twenty-two's

[Hook]

[Baby]

I'ma stunna, a band new colorful hummer

A Benz, I could ride everyday of tha summer

Brought a Jag for my baby girl, surrounded right

Wit nothin but ice, new whip wit Barda pipes

I could shine when I wanna, buy a ride when I wanna

Cook a brick, cut it up and sell dime if I wanna

Just scored a PT and I streched it quick

Big rims, six tires, candy paintin it slick

Put tha ice on tha shelf until you match my wrist

Golf ball earrings, thirty karats a lick

Got Brian in a mink, got Pearl in a mink

Carivan Excersen, twenty inches look deep

Catch me on tha lake wit a flock of freaks

Me and Mannie tearin it down, cause we love tha streets

Gotta barbecue poppin, bouta cook up tha meat

Fa s_____by girl laced wit ice and mink

[Hook]

[Stone]

I hold it down like and what

Brown and Tan stunnas

Platinum matchin wrists like I broke some handcuffs

Drivin a CL-6

Ridin wit Bear's clique

Tha block done got hot, I'm slingin them raw bricks

We givin them haters trouble

They I was seachin rubber

Lil wodie steady bouncin in a brand new Bubble

Cop rocks like small mountains

Hit blocks wit four ounces

You know you can't stop our watery, we got out own fountain

[Lac]

You can catch me in tha Di-ablo, on chrome wit tha top missin

Tha ring, tha piece, tha chain, and tha watch glistenin

All in a drop Bentley on twenty-two inches

Wit no note, and I sure ain't rent this

Here come Lac and he stuntin, stuntin

Ridin up tha lake on Super Sunday

When I come through I'm tryna jump in somethin

Sound at fifty, and I'm b__pin, b__pin144c:287

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