Cassidy - Manny Vs Floyd lyrics
[Cassidy - Manny Vs Floyd lyrics]
Who the world wanna see fight? (Manny! Floyd)
Got the fans on their feet like
(Manny! Floyd)
Anticipation got the streets like
(Manny! Floyd) (Manny! Floyd! Manny! Floyd)
Who you think gone get the win?
(Manny! Floyd)
My man PacMan get it in (Manny! Floyd)
My boy Floyd been in the gym (Manny! Floyd)
(Manny! Floyd! Manny! Floyd)
Miss me with all that talking bout Mayweather
Manny way better, but Mayweather pay better
Sixty forty, still getting paid cheddar
But Floyd never been beat, never say never
Miss me with all that talking bout PacMan
Don’t hate on that man
Well he need to pay that taxman
They brought a from overseas to America
To train with a trainer
That got Parkinson’s disease?
Please, Floyd’s pop is a walking addict
Disappeared from his corner
I ain’t talking magic
And don’t get me started on Roger
Don’t talk about his uncle
Don’t talk about his father
Let’s talk about voodoo and Pacquiao’s mama
Let’s talk abou Floyd tryna
Read a teleprompter he pull lots of cash out
Manny ain’t recover since Marquez
Knocked his ass out
That nigga don’t be thinking in the ring
Floyd beat Marquez and Marquez had
Manny planking in the ring
Yeah yeah you right
But Floyd’s fights hand-picked though
He stupid rich, so? Nelly took his bitch bro
Just know he fucked the bitch first though
You love money more than a bitch
They take it personal forget the personals
Nigga what you betting on it
I’ll bet whatever on it, then bet it all
Look, with Manny you get
Politics, health care, scholarships
With Floyd you get money, jewelry
Bugatti whips he on some cocky shit
Ask him who he riding with
Seen TI and his pride he done swallowed it
You wasn’t there so don’t even acknowledge it
Man don’t blame me, blame TMZ for blogging it
Wasn’t your boy Floyd just in the bing
Wasn’t your man PacMan just tryna sing
And he won’t pass a drug test
He on them ‘roids
That’s why his ass scared to
Take a blood test
The money team the real top ring niggas
Bob gave him his first check
Why not thank niggas yeah fucking right
Forty percent against Floyd worth more than
100 in any other fight
You right, he getting paid cheddar
But ask the strip clubs
About fake money Mayweather
I had to laugh at that funny scene
You already know he got money
That’s the money team
No the funny scene is when he came to the
Game in some cowboy boots
And them funny jeans
Yeah that’s not my style
But to make my nigga’s jacket and shoes
They had to use two crocodiles
You don’t see how the bull live
You could fit everybody from the
Philippines in the bull’s crib
Got the fans on their feet like
(Manny! Floyd)
Anticipation got the streets like
(Manny! Floyd) (Manny! Floyd! Manny! Floyd)
Who you think gone get the win?
(Manny! Floyd)
My man PacMan get it in (Manny! Floyd)
My boy Floyd been in the gym (Manny! Floyd)
(Manny! Floyd! Manny! Floyd)
Miss me with all that talking bout Mayweather
Manny way better, but Mayweather pay better
Sixty forty, still getting paid cheddar
But Floyd never been beat, never say never
Miss me with all that talking bout PacMan
Don’t hate on that man
Well he need to pay that taxman
They brought a from overseas to America
To train with a trainer
That got Parkinson’s disease?
Please, Floyd’s pop is a walking addict
Disappeared from his corner
I ain’t talking magic
And don’t get me started on Roger
Don’t talk about his uncle
Don’t talk about his father
Let’s talk about voodoo and Pacquiao’s mama
Let’s talk abou Floyd tryna
Read a teleprompter he pull lots of cash out
Manny ain’t recover since Marquez
Knocked his ass out
That nigga don’t be thinking in the ring
Floyd beat Marquez and Marquez had
Manny planking in the ring
Yeah yeah you right
But Floyd’s fights hand-picked though
He stupid rich, so? Nelly took his bitch bro
Just know he fucked the bitch first though
You love money more than a bitch
They take it personal forget the personals
Nigga what you betting on it
I’ll bet whatever on it, then bet it all
Look, with Manny you get
Politics, health care, scholarships
With Floyd you get money, jewelry
Bugatti whips he on some cocky shit
Ask him who he riding with
Seen TI and his pride he done swallowed it
You wasn’t there so don’t even acknowledge it
Man don’t blame me, blame TMZ for blogging it
Wasn’t your boy Floyd just in the bing
Wasn’t your man PacMan just tryna sing
And he won’t pass a drug test
He on them ‘roids
That’s why his ass scared to
Take a blood test
The money team the real top ring niggas
Bob gave him his first check
Why not thank niggas yeah fucking right
Forty percent against Floyd worth more than
100 in any other fight
You right, he getting paid cheddar
But ask the strip clubs
About fake money Mayweather
I had to laugh at that funny scene
You already know he got money
That’s the money team
No the funny scene is when he came to the
Game in some cowboy boots
And them funny jeans
Yeah that’s not my style
But to make my nigga’s jacket and shoes
They had to use two crocodiles
You don’t see how the bull live
You could fit everybody from the
Philippines in the bull’s crib