Young Jeezy - Beautiful lyrics

I got a bad b**h from Vogue Told her strike a pose Step to the side and look at them thighs That b**h beautiful I got a Lambo, two doors Two seaters, two hoes Yokohamas, no Vogues Man, that b**h 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**h, no lie Man, that b**h beautiful Came up in the projects, dreamin' 'bout them mansions Wit' the coke white walls, flow like bowlin' balls Murci in my garage, course it is supercharged Wake up to a ménage, they give me a ma**age 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 k**uminati Bury me on the left, right next to John Gotti Play nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti Tombstone ready, took sh** from nobody I got a bad b**h from Vogue Told her strike a pose Step to the side and look at them thighs That b**h beautiful I got a Lambo, two doors Two seaters, two hoes Yokohamas, no Vogues Man, that b**h 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**h, no lie Man, that b**h beautiful Mirror, mirror, in my garage Tell me which Lambo I should park at the L'Ermitage Pull up at the The Mirage, it's Phantom's and Mazi's Out here, expensive taste, my car is camouflage Speakin' of camouflage, RIP to Camoflauge Just drove through Savannah, Georgia That sh** beautiful, and his .45 is unusual Push your sh** back like nail shops do cuticles Snowman, tell these n***as 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**in' European models, skin white as Marilyn Manson Came a long way from a n***a first advancement Test drive the new Bugatti, hold that b**h for ransom I keep me a jet model Keep a black bottle Meal ticket wrapped in plastic That b**h beautiful Keep some rose gold on my arm Bottle of Avion FNH with the drum Man, that b**h beautiful Baby girl she out of Broward Smoove with powder Tats on her neck, straight checks That b**h beautiful I got a condo up in the sky 'Fore I figured I'd die Foreign b**h, no lie Man, that b**h beautiful My Chevrolet a seven trey Dade County dopeboy, I'm talkin' heavyweight I hustle everyday We squashed the beef to get the money We set examples for rich n***as in Maserati's My k**ers in the lobby b**hes keep my name ringin' (Boss!) Execute a n***a; Abe Lincoln 200 squares for the same ticket Out in LA, I'm with my main b**hes Tiptoein' on marble, got me trippin' on these pain k**ers I'm still the same, I never changed, n***a Went from razorbladin' rocks, no more holes in my socks f** her like a champ, got me livin' like I box Sugar Ray Leonard, n***a, I just want the drop First n***a with the Wraith, underneath the stars Better look me in my face, tell the tears' for my dogs f**in' the same hoes, but we got them different cars Ugh! Beautiful, are my odds I got a bad b**h from Vogue Told her strike a pose Step to the side and look at them thighs That b**h beautiful I got a Lambo, two doors Two seaters, two hoes Yokohamas, no Vogues Man, that b**h 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**h, no lie Man, that b**h beautiful