Loud Pipes

Verse 1: (Mannie)
Wha wha wha nigg* nigg*

I put pi*s stains on private planes cuz its my jet nigg*
Money aint s**t cuz my rottweilers drink moet
Diamond baugette bracelets for my lovers
Playa, i use cristal to lubricate rubbers
Who got s**t on his wrist that cost 3 nickel
Who got the project on lock when that nigg* slangin pickle
Who got benz, a prowler, playboy, and a Vette
Tell the truth--who fked ya on the same night when we met?
Now, who got baby mamas from the noila to new york
Who got every b*tch attention in this motherfker when he talk
Now who the fk we talkin bout, look--yall dont know?
I'll give you a hint: see that b*tch you with?
He fked 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: 2x (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
nigg* came back with a hell of a price
That aint nothin
These hoes doin hella wrong
Callin these on our cell phone
b*tch 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
b*tch 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 nigg* could drive
When I put the bose system right behind my eyes
With the vc's and tv's so a nigg* could shine
With my ice bling bling like a 9 to 5
And 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 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 s**t on
Dont bring ya b*tch around me
Cuz my d*ck 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 d*mn, look at Fresh pinky ring
Look at BG watch
That b*tch 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 nigg* weezay said, we surrounded by ice

Chorus (2x)

(Lil Wayne)
whoa whoa whoa
Now im shinin baby glossin
Big tymin stuntin and flossin
Lamborghini sittin on ??
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 to a mercedes benz van
TVs all ova with chrome 20 inch fans, d*mn
Got d*mn
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
Porsche Box, run flats ?????? peelin off
Still in all, me and Slim in the Rover
Beatrice brick holder, Cash Money young soulja

Chorus & talking til fade