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Cassidy - Manny Vs. Floyd Lyrics

(Hook)
Who the world want to 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!)

(Verse)
Miss me with all that talkin' bout Mayweather
Manny way better, but Mayweather pay better
Sixty forty, still gettin' paid cheddar
But Floyd neva been beat! Neva say neva
Miss me with all that talking bout PacMan
Don’t hate on that man, well he need to pay that taxman
They brought a mark from overseas to America
To train with a trainer that got Parkinson’s disease?
Please! Floyd’s pop is a walkin' addict
Disappeared from his corner, I ain’t talkin' 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 voo-doo and Pacquiao’ momma
Let’s talk abou Floyd tryna read a teleprompter
He pull lots o' cash out
Manny ain’t recover since Marquez knocked his ass out
That nigga don’t be thinkin' in the ring
Floyd beat Marquez and Marquez had Manny plankin' in the ring
Yeah yeah you right, but Floyd’s fights hand picked tho
He stupid rich, so? Nelly took his bitch bro
Just know he fucked the bitch first tho
You love money more than a bitch, they take it personal
Forget the personals, nigga what you bettin' on it
I’ll bet whatever on it, then bet it all

(Hook)

(Verse 2)
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 ridin' 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 bloggin' it
Wasn’t your boy Floyd just in the bing
Wasn’t your man PacMan just tryin' to sing & 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 fuckin' right, forty percent against Floyd
Worth more than a hunnid in any otha 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

(Hook)
 

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