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Mannie Fresh

Genres: Hip-Hop

Greatest, The - Lyrics - Mannie Fresh

[Verse 1] 

Diamonds in my bracelet shine like a Kodak flash 

Just motivation for these freaky hoes to show that ass nigga 

I pop tags on a throwback fast 

Nigga please, I'm wearin' these when I cut my grass... freeze 

All you niggas wanna touch my cash 

The 40 cal's in the stash, and when I touch I blast 

Television's in the dash, suede roof in the coupe 

I'm the one nigga, young niggas knew it's the truth 

And the dumb niggas I ain't done provin' it to 

Come with a clique of guerrillas like I hung at a zoo 

I gotta bitch to pull bitches like she one of the crew 

Now a buncha broads in the back bustin' it loose 

Do it free for me and charge you a hundred or two 

Top floor in the presidential with a wonderful view 

Yeah I'm rich, but I ain't just talkin' I live like this 

You couldn't get water out the faucet as clear as my Cris 

 

[Chorus (Mannie Fresh & TIP)] 

Pimpin' y'all ain't heard that latest? 

Hey it's the best of the best 

Young pimpin' on a record with Fresh 

I drive Chevy's, fuck Mercedes 

Hopped out the new CL V12, got in the blue SS 

And I'm leavin' with ya ladies 

I got a beautiful bitch, pursuin' ya bitch 

Next thing ya know, ya losin' ya bitch, pimp 

Y'all niggas give it up I'm the greatest 

Hey, I'm the greatest, hey, I'm the greatest, ay 

Pimpin' I'm the greatest 

 

[Verse 2] 

It's been a long time since you seen a nigga like me 

In a pair of Gucci sneakers, jeans and a white tee 

Extravagant and out of control, I might be 

But I'm makin' 50k on the road a night G 

Rocks in my ring, big as cubes in ya ice tea 

I used to dream 'bout a Benz now I own like 3 

I gotta wine-colored V, with the wine-colored V 

And reclined leather seats, I ain't lyin' on my beats 

You can tell I'm gettin' money how I shine in the streets 

Blowin' on the best pine you can find in the streets 

Rappers wastin' they time if they trying to compete 

They records sales declinin' when mine hit the streets 

I got the fine freaks starin', 'cus my time piece glarin' 

When the light hit the carrats, got they eyes lookin' Chinese 

You'll run yourself raggedy tryna out shine me 

No matter what ya do, you're 2 steps behind me 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Verse 3] 

A smooth attitude enable me to ball outrageous 

Nigga fuck you paid me, I'm all out of favors 

What Grand Hustle got ain't a motherfucker gave us 

A motherfuckin' thing, but ain't a motherfucker played us 

You gotta mil' that's a small percentage 

The way ya record deal structured, you only get a small percentage 

I gotta Magnum with a magnum in it 

PlayStation and a plasma in it 

Sittin' on 20 inches and it's tinted 

Gotta hemi nothin' faster than it 

The 50 Gs'll pass you in it, get real 

Gotta Chevy more expensive than that Jag you rented 

Excuse me, but let Young Pimpin' brag a minute 

Gotta bottle of Louie and a flock of groupies hotter than Rudy 

Lickin' me dry when I get out the jacuzzi 

They eatin' pussy, suckin' dick until they mouth got gooey 

Can't another young nigga in the south out do me 

 

[Chorus] 

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