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Cassidy - Manny Vs. Floyd lyrics

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(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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