Verse 1: (Mannie)    Wha wha wha nigga nigga      I put piss stains on private planes 'cause its my jet nigga   Money aint shit 'cause my rottweilers drink moet   Diamond baugette bracelets for my lovers   Playa, i use cristal to lubricate rubbers   Who got shit on his wrist that cost 3 nickel   Who got the project on lock when that nigga slangin pickle   Who got benz, a prowler, playboy, and a Vette   Tell the truth--who fucked ya on the same night when we met?   Now, who got baby mamas from the noila to new york   Who got every bitch attention in this motherfucker when he talk   Now who the fuck we talkin bout, look--yall dont know?   I'll give you a hint: see that bitch you with?   He fucked 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   Nigga came back with a hell of a price   That aint nothin   These hoes doin hella wrong   Callin these niggaz on our cell phone   Bitch 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   Bitch 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 nigga could drive   When I put the bose system right behind my eyes   With the vc's and tv's so a nigga 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 shit on   Dont bring ya bitch around me    'cause 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 bitch 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 nigga 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 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