Beautiful - Young Jeezy feat Rick Ross & The Game
[Hook: The Game & Jeezy]
I got a bad b_tch from Vogue
Told her strike a pose
Step to the side and look at them thighs
That b_tch beautiful
I got a Lambo, two doors
Two seaters, two hoes
Yokohamas, no Vogues
Man, that b_tch beautiful
Champagne fountains, crib in the mountains
2-mile-long driveway
Man, that ho beautiful
I got a condo up in the sky
'Fore I figured I'd die
Foreign b_tch, no lie
Man, that b_tch beautiful
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Came up in the projects, dreamin' 'bout them mansions
Wit' the coke white walls, flow like bowlin' balls
Merci in my garage, course it is supercharged
Wake up to a menage, they give me a massage
Closet filled wit' designer, Donatella recliner
Suede headliner, all that whip in china
I ain't talkin' Sprite when I say I need soda
Bought my first Caprice, put fifty in the motor
Bricks they was beautiful, yeah, Mona Lisa
The streets introduced me to money, nice to meet ya
Ray Charles in these Ray Bans, why?
Touched them keys with both hands?
If I die, remember me like Don Killuminati
Bury me on the left, right next to John Gotti
Play nothin' but that C_caine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, took sh_t from nobody
[Hook: The Game & Jeezy]
I got a bad b_tch from Vogue
Told her strike a pose
Step to the side and look at them thighs
That b_tch beautiful
I got a Lambo, two doors
Two seaters, two hoes
Yokohamas, no Vogues
Man, that b_tch beautiful
Champagne fountains, crib in the mountains
2-mile-long driveway
Man, that ho beautiful
I got a condo up in the sky
'Fore I fake it I'd die
Foreign b_tch, no lie
Man, that b_tch beautiful
[Verse 2: The Game]
Mirror, mirror, in my garage
Tell me which Lambo I should park at the L'Ermitage
Pull up at the The Mirage, it's Phantoms and Mazis
Out here, expensive taste, my car is camouflage
Speakin' of camouflage, RIP to Camoflauge
Just drove through Savannah, Georgia
That sh_t beautiful, and his .45 is unusual
Push your sh_t back like nail shops do cuticles
Snowman, tell these n_ggas that we livin' it
Front yard like a soccer field, and we kickin' it
Sick condos, pockets full of Rondos
Choppers wit' extended clips, long as El Segundo
Jeezy like Versace, so we rented out the mansion
F_ckin' European models, skin white as Marilyn Manson
Came a long way from a n_gga first advancement
Test drive the new Bugatti, hold that b_tch for ransom
[Hook: Rick Ross & Jeezy]
I keep me a jet model
Keep a black bottle
Meal ticket wrapped in plastic
That b_tch beautiful
Keep some rose gold on my arm
Bottle of Avion
FNH with the drum
Man, that b_tch beautiful
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
My Chevrolet a seven trey
Dade Country dopeboy, I'm talkin' heavyweight
I hustle everyday
We squashed the beef to get the money
We set examples for rich n_ggas in Maserati's
My killers in the lobby
B_tches keep my name ringin' (Boss!), execute a n_gga; Abe Lincoln
200 squares for the same ticket
Out in LA, I'm with my main b_tches
Tip?toein' on marble, got me trippin' on these pain killers
I'm still the same, I never changed, n_gga
Went from razorbladin' rocks, no more holes in my socks
F_ck her like a champ, got me livin' like I box
Sugar Ray Leonard, n_gga I just want the drop
First n_gga with the Wraith, underneath the stars
Better look me in my face, tell the tears' for my dogs
F_ckin' the same hoes, but we got them different cars
Ugh! Beautiful, are my arts
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