P2theLA, Travis Porter - Big Ole Booty lyrics

Sun shining, top down everyday beautiful
I jugg eight hundred pounds
I used to struggle now it's
Free bandz good times my son six years old
Counting a hundred thousand
Plus I'm about to have a girl
Now my life complete
Plus I don't got no girl
Married to the streets
And this a money world, all my money free
It's a beautiful day when you can buy a key
I always ride around with bands on the seat
Your name hold weight when you
Can flood the streets
It's beautiful to sell six trucks a week
BMG I own my own company

It's a beautiful day, it's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day, it's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
Sun shine hit the wet paint
We smoke kush and sip drank
It's a beautiful day it's a beautiful day

I'm talking about bad bitches, gold rollies
I'm talking about getting digit's
Them hoes know me
Niggas in the hood still moving marijuana
Their biggest dream is getting rich
And move to California
Like Uncle Phil, big truck
With them monster wheels
Hopping out with them ninos
I'm walking around all this gold on
That shit weigh a whole kilo
That East Side, that Glenwood
That Candler Road, that Flat Shoals
Riding round my top down, my year here
That's black bowl
Everything pretty, pouring up dirty
Presidential Rolly, cost about a birdie
Trying to see a hundred M'
By time I hit thirty
Paint so wet, I pull up on out the girlies
Four Gs on the rims, sunroof open
Black can't see 'em, Ferragamo with the Tims
I drank a lot of codeine and
Smoked a lot of dope
You know I fuck with Scooter
Got them packs that filt with coke
It's a beautiful day
I'm with this bitch from the Bay
She given pussy with no problem
I fuck every day you're living up your ass
That's what it was on the sail
Been working hard for a long time
Right now it's time to play
The sun shining so bright
Diamonds shining so bright
That top down in the winter time
Just thank God for the life
My bills paid, nigga, I'm paid
My crib laid, my bitch faded
Decatur raised me, I'm a nineties baby damn

It's a beautiful day, it's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day, it's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day
Sun shine hit the wet paint
We smoke kush and sip drank
It's a beautiful day it's a beautiful day

Rick back home, make me feel so good
Bro just did a seven, man, it’s all good
I gotta say fuck the feds
Do that for the hood
We’re millionaires now, we on billboards
Everything I couldn’t buy
Now I can afford it
Spin the powder around like
The wheel of fortune
Outta that crack pot I done made a fortune
My partner PrimeTime told me stay focused
My OG homie Pop told me keep it going
I mastermind the block
I need a Grammy for it
Garden in New Jersey, remember that summer
Homie salute my real niggas
That's like a home for me