Yeah
Lookin out the window of a heli-chopta over city lights
Makin' it rain, makin' it snow
Sunshine..
[Chorus]
Been about cash
been a, been about cash
been a, been about money
been about money
been about cash
been a-, been about cash
been a-, been about big money
b- big money
[Verse 1]
Hundred on the stack
rubbers on the band
Van full of kush
Guns in the lamb
Dumpin' moving fast
More money than I seen
Louie was the tag, the duffel bag and the jean
Bald eagle shit
fly born rich
filthy with the grind, come from flippin' bricks
customize shit, foreign fly red bitch
the leather stay soft
The head line stitched
Blowin' out the bound another show some mo money
Flip another hundred see we do this every summer
Brand new harley
keep some extra clips
keep some extra diamonds
keep some new whips
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Bottom of the shit
Everyday the same story; bull shit ain't shit so everyday the same story
More money is the shit
everyday the same story
Headline cash money sign (I'm filthy rich bitch!) you know.
Money is a must
We did the high life
Fully loaded 'round this bitch just the cash money life
In broad day light see we do it when we see it
you can put that on my hood: YM/CMB
Livin' legend livin' good
Marble on the wood
Spendin' how you feel nigga nothin' when your good
The game on the wood
them hoes out the hood
Poppin' (?) and we ridin' cherrywood
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Master of my piece
got the time on my watch
cartier is the piece got the grind on my watch
Got my mind on my money so we stay up on my grizzy everytime I'm gettin' these hundreds got my youngin' comin' with me
We push truck, phantom top, everyday, non-stop benz coupe hard top bugatti nigga hard knock
Heli-chopta's choppas
We do it on the sunshine
Boats and them choppa's
we cruisin' on them high ti's
Highway money
Interstate hustlin'
Back to my city
great take the birds hummin' (?)
Hundred dollar nigga
Hundred thousand cash
Make another million
stashed in the dash
[Chorus]
Lookin' at the city lights
Just like that
250 in my pocket
Another mil in my bag
Yeah
Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
Me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
Coca Bitch!
Here is something you can't understand.
How I can just kill a man.
Shame what the mack can do, K's spit faster.
I'll make an ass of you, save the theatrics.
Watch like a quarter mil, chain like double that.
I ain't gotta to talk about the half up in the duffel bag.
Stunna my brother, Weezy Wee the syndicate.
Hundred Phantoms, hundred Maybachs, I guess we're niggerich.
I'll yellow bottle your face in, trust me.
Look at all the shit I be talking and no one touched me.
"Pray and pray for my downfall"
BIG said it; so I made it rain till it poured.
Speak from the heart, this emotional rap.
Catch feelings when you hear me, I'm supposed to do that. Crack!
A G what the streets done made me.
And the only language I speak is "Fuck You Pay Me!"
Bitch!
And when me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
Say Pardon!
Bad man no take Pardon!
Peer gunshot army them make backup!
A man no fear no man, man no fear no one!
Man a real Islam, man a get down done!
A me no hear them talk, me eat in me car!
Respect a soldier, him in a middle of war!
Me I'm a Babylon gangster, holly grove monster
You no look familiar, roofers them kill ya!
Gunshots I will cut then open toolbox and drill ya!
Jump off body and let the mailman meal ya!
Me think I'm gon need the almighty one to heal ya!
And me behind the jungle with the lion and we killa!
And when me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
Me so poor!
Yup! Put it in the air nigga.
Light your lighters in the air.
This for my dead homies.
Yeah!
"Gangsta Gangsta" that's what we yelling!
Shoot him in his head, let his bitch go and tell them!
We in the hood, getting money, we swelling
Bigger than life, you know it's the cheaper price
Bigger your stripes, you know what we doing tonight
We getting it right, we plan, then hit, then flight
We know the rules nigga, live by none
Get it by none, bitch I'll kill for my son
Yeah! Gangsters don't live that long.
That's why we gotta party everyday like Frank came home.
And it's hard for me to say that my heart ain't yearning.
To walk up in a church and believe the sermon.
But instead, I spark up and relieve the burning.
Hoping that he understands my reasons for it.
No, I ain't evil; I'm equal.
And nigga I ain't sweet; motherfucker I'm diesel!
And when me come them say Hey!
See me point that gun at y'all me no play!
Me come for murder them all the cowboy way!
Me lick a shot sprayed from me set me make way!
Me make way!
Uh Oh No!
Him fro so dark and him hat so low!
Me never ever ask to become solo!
Now me head so hot and me dreads so cold!
I gotta get it is ya with me I'm gone get nigga I'm a hit it tell me if u with me I'm gone get it nigga I'm a hit it nigga we can split it
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
I'm gone get it I'm in my shit nigga ready go and flip a whole clip nigga empty these bricks get it and go nigga and wrap it like shit bring it to my neck of the woods we hittin licks hustle like all the time livin like do or die we in these streets gettin money nigga stayin fly jumpin outta parachutes birds in the bentley coop we flippin blocks dump tha feds when they come thru that's how we get it hommie it ain't no flippin but we dippin like dippin off that dip when we toastin on em you know the money is a must and these hoes don't trust uptwown soldier nigga played it from the gut live mines split mines tap mines grind for mines take mines nigga let me live or let me die bitch before I let a nigga fuck with my strife bitch
I gotta get it is ya with me I'm gone get nigga I'm a hit it tell me if u with me I'm gone get it nigga I'm a hit it nigga we can split it
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
All the time I'm the one that brought em on this grind brought em on this line brought em in this time showed em a good time showed em I got mine showed em I make mine showed em I'm bout mine off the rip nigga bout my shit nigga stay gettin this money homie flip it and dip nigga stay in these pearly whites brand new gucci frames fresh as a muthafucka bitch watch me do my thang holdin 11hundred do this shit every summa one of kind 5 star and them B's commin let them fleas go bitches we get mo nigga they all know we bout the cash flow
I gotta get it is ya with me I'm gone get nigga I'm a hit it tell me if u with me I'm gone get it nigga I'm a hit it nigga we can split it
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Yea I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
I'm fully loaded homie
Dis for da hood Dis for da ghetto
Dis for all dem niggas gettin dat money
Dat cash money Dat 100 million dollar money
Nigga We got money We da best
Ridin big gettin mine
Two microwaves flip a brick at a time
Bandana on da handle ready for da whip
When I wear da whitest soft watch it disappear Boss
I disappear in da middle of da night
When I reappear bet da boss look so bright
Fo life, dough boy, More strikes, O boy
We ridin low Gettin high
80 round drum let ya know da time
When you see da Maybachs nigga know its mine
Ridin on da 2 4s runnin ahead of my time
Watch runnin from kind Anotha one on my mind
Phone bill 4 grand get ya ho in da line
In da hood ho niggas act funny
Only real niggas really get to touch cash money
I spend about a 100 million dollars 100 million dollars 100 million dollars
And I came from da ghetto (ghetto) and I came from da ghetto (ghetto)
If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up
If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up
If ya ghetto
Everyday a new whip homie So you know I gets my shine on
Flip after we flip homie So you know I gets my grind on(gets my grind on)
Birdman daddy, Pullin up in dat brand new Cadi
Got money livin lavish Got bitches shippin baggage
Move dem thangs Get dem thangs Switch dat lane
Get dat chains Flip dem thangs Get yo money homie do yo thang
See I got em like 10 times, spend money got em like 10 times
Flip dat got em like 10 times, Got money like 10 mo times nigga
I spend about a 100 million dollars 100 million dollars 100 million dollars
And I came from da ghetto (ghetto) and I came from da ghetto (ghetto)
If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya
ghetto hold ya hood up
If ya ghetto
Im from da ghetto da bottoms da hood da slums
money out here we just tryin to get some
Cool like Dre nigga A like K
When ya talk about me you better watch what ya say (Whoo)
Dont ever keep dem thangs where ya lay
Cuz dem pussy ass niggas show da folks where ya stay
Ya thought he was ya dawg said he was a G
Sounds like anotha code fiend to me
Niggas move sloppy and I really dont like it
Fuck around and get everybody indeited
Saw dis shit commin you woulda thought I was a psychic
Fuck around go dead broke tryin to fight it
I I I all night it I every day it
And when it comes to my dues I over paid it
Rated hood bitch Bitch Im hood bitch
I aint a asshole but Im on some hood shit
I wish I would switch I dont know how
Blood gang sworm like a red ant pile
Mean mug like I cant smile
Like my grill big Cost me a 100 thou
I spend about a 100 million dollars 100 million dollars 100 million dollars
And I came from da ghetto (ghetto) and I came from da ghetto (ghetto) If ya ghetto hold ya
hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up If ya ghetto hold ya hood up
If ya ghetto
Cash Money Millionairs Cash Money Billionairs
Cash Money Trillionairs
We Rich We Aint Neva Gonna Stop Never
[hook - drake]
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
[verse 1 - birdman]
candy red, candy on a new bed
versace spread, hundred where a nigga laid
where we played, brought her on another site
oceancity view, hella choppers everynight
g5n' take her on another spree
shoppin' spree, for solid fuckin' with a g
ym nigga, ymcmb, everyday the luxery life of a og
persian rugs, chandeliers on the marble floors
birkin bags, chanel with the glass doors
v12 760 with the new money
new ghost, pearl white bitch, young money
yeah, higher than i've ever been
ocean water, just skooze (?) gucci benz
brand new photo benz, and every time i come i got my two block twins
[hook - drake]
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
[verse 2 - mack maine]
i said, oooh girl you classy, ohh ohhh girl you nasty
type to never ever put no type of draws where your ass be
that's one of your best qualities babygirl if you ask me
lookin' like a harv professor, hard for you to pass me
dis purp got me high man, i'm feelin' like feelins
premeditated murder, yeah tonight i'm tryna kill it
you say you been doin your keagles (?), well tonight i'm tryin' to feel it
rest in piece to gary coleman, “what you talkin' bout willis?”
don't need no translator to understand your bady language
your ass must be part of the bloods the way that bitch bangin'
i ain't no vocal coach, but i would have that pussy sangin'
you seein' stars and stripes, you hearin' bells ringin'
yeah, now tell me your secret as i slide off in your vigous (?)
all night sessions is your blessings, don't worry bout no quickies
we could get tipsy like some hippies and minaj like nicki
so soon as you get home, hit me cuuuzzz
[hook - drake]
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
[verse 3 - birdman]
twenty on some custom ? lens
brand new whips, everyday foreign lens
di-dippin' while i'm divin' shortie love to see me win
whe-when she come around all red blood benz
pearly, area, they on some money shit
hustlin' shit out the bed on some runnin' shit
hundreds flippin' money nigga on some hundred shit
old school nigga, big money shit
red wine, clear port on the sunshine
harley davids, matcchin' bike, just like mine
cherry wood, nose divin' cuz we on the grind
born rich, money stay on my mind
roberta could file a nigga, she don't ball
sunset, la, she don't ball
g5, one night just to see the ball
you don't run the game (???), nigga threw the ball
[hook - drake]
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone
you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you too- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
you- you too fine to be laying down in bed alone
Yeah nigga (Yeah nigga)
I don't know where I'm at but I'm somewhere ya' heard me (ya' heard me)
And I'm diggin' in my own pockets nigga (own pockets nigga)
gettin' my own money ya' heard me(my own money ya' heard me)
[Chorus: x2]
Who got that ya-yo off the boarder
We got that, yeah
Who shut cha' down in New Orleans
We got that, huh
Them white tee's and them b's on 'em
We rock that, huh
And all black with 23's on 'em
Nigga we rock that, yeah
Who got that ya-yo off the boarder
We got that, yeah
Who shut cha' down in New Orleans
Nigga we got that, huh
Them white tee's and them b's on 'em
We rock that, huh
And all black with 23's on 'em
Nigga we rock that, yeah
[Baby]
I got my prada joggin' suit with my B's on
We alligator the seats with white tee's on
I'm in my Escalade niggaz tryin' na' get paid
I got 'em for 10 5 we do this like erryday
I hit the mall tear it down with my bitch nigga
And let her spend money like it ain't shit nigga
I hustle 10 ways we do this like erryday
we stay up on the grind nigga know we got ta get paid
I hit the club V.I.P reppin' uptown
We poppin' bottles in this bitch that how we put it down
And every bitch in the club wanna be down
they know how a real nigga do it and wanna get down
So where ya' at, where ya' at throw ya' sets up
We stay fly in the hood when we coming up
I got the baddest bitch go head and check the list
You mighta' seen her on T.V. so how you love this (yeah)
[Chorus]
[6 Shot]
Different day nigga same ole' shit
Ten years I been fuckin' with it, huh, Fuckin' with it
Catch me ridin' in the bucket with it
I rather be caught with it than without it
Cause New Orleans niggaz is bout it (no doupt about it)
You can get it sold for solid
Keep my Impala 20 inches polished (styleish)
Gotta - when she want it
Gotta Ostrich (snake) Loabster (steak)
Watch I (take) a half and flip it to a whole and
Keep it white tee Girbauds
Keep the neck froze
With the ear lobe and the pinky
In the super sprot smokin' on sticky (don't think it's a game)
No baby I ain't playin'
Gotta deep stroke if ya' deep throat-
- get it play by play
Step by step rep nigga day by day Yea
[Chorus]
[Baby]
We rockin' Polo like it 1993
And these nigga actin' like it just hit the streets
We had the Dome bumpin'
We the Place jumpin'
We got this money nigga and that's when we went the stuntin'
We wore those Bally Compitions when we put it down
And every nigga in the hood wore they own crown
And John Law taught a nigga how to duck clowns
Cause evertime came round they laid the mutherfucker down
I saw some niggaz with the ice and then they put it down
But let me tell you homie I ain't gone never out it down
I'm worldwide gettin' money reppin' Uptown
And everytime hit the hood nigga I'ma shut it down
I got the mink with suade on them 26's
I ridin' high in the Benz I'm with some bad bitches
And Weezy F followin' me in a CL nigga
And when you see me you gone always see my lil nigga (Yeah)
Look at that. I don't think I've ever seen a boat 150 feet long.
I'm sorry they don't call that a boat, they call that a yacht or something right?
What's stickin' over the top of the roof of that-
Oh look at that they got a helicopter on top of the yacht, my God! Unbelievable!
That's a nice boat, maybe we can go out for a boat ride sometime, throw a couple people off the back...
Every time you see me you got a new car, a different car.
I didn't even know that phantom came out in a convertible yet!
And don't tell me that's that new Lamborghini that just came out.
That's about a million dollars.
First off, how's Slim going to get in that car, he can't even get in that car!
So that's how you's livin' here down in Miami.
I guess I got to take a couple more trips down here, keep an eye on you guys.
I can never know where you's are though you's in a different car everyday!
New car here, new car there.
I don't understand when we were young we had old cars with suicide doors,
[Phone rings twice]
Hello?
Yeah...
Yeah what's the problem.
Listen we went through this 100 times already, I don't want to hear it.
I don't care if the guy's in your family or not.
You brought him along that doesn't matter, I don't care.
He's not doing the right thing he's a liability get rid of him.
I don't want to here it.
I told you how I want it done, and that's the way it's going to be done.
Just finish it up the way it's supposed to be done.
I don't care about what he says, I don't care about nothing!
Just do it the way it's supposed to be done.
The way the plan was set, nothing else.
Clean it up, I don't want to hear about it just clean it, get rid of it.
Wash it out.
I don't care.
[Intro-Birdman]
Su woo
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Bitch IÂ’m from the south, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
YÂ’all die, we all ride
And when you see us we be leaning to the side, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
YÂ’all die, we all ride
Ey pussy nigga you know you ainÂ’t from the south
[Verse 1 - Birdman]
Junior
Catch me in the whip, extra with the clip
Leaning to the right side army guns big chips
Wine candy on the strip
You know how we get it when we coming with the flip
Cus we running with the flip
And the money is a must and hoes we donÂ’t trust
Guns in the cut bitch know wassup
20 on the slab, 50 in the jag
Coming through the air hustling on her ass
Ordinary nigga with extraordinary style
Swagger to the ceiling nigga hustling gone wild
Hustling with my child
BlowinÂ’ out the pound, come from uptown
Banana clips a hundred rounds, blaaa!
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Bitch IÂ’m from the south, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
YÂ’all die, we all ride
And when you see us we be leaning to the side, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
YÂ’all die, we all ride
Ey pussy nigga you know you ainÂ’t from the south
[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Careful with the swanga
Come and true banging
Kill another kurb nigga hustling but ainÂ’t hanging
Up on the post where the money do come
Got a spot make a hundred the one that do run
Who back up on the slab in all black paper tags
Ya that be the money and the Louie all cash
Back like I swung through, Hummer and the Benz
Coupe Benz 6 and no roof, Rolls Royce and Gucci shoes
Haha, ya digg, ya understand, Cash Money, Young Money
Been about be big money, get money, bleed money
Flip money, see money, spend big face new hundreds
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Bitch IÂ’m from the south, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
YÂ’all die, we all ride
And when you see us we be leaning to the side, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
YÂ’all die, we all ride
Ey pussy nigga you know you ainÂ’t from the south
[Verse 3 - Birdman]
Catch me in the neck of my woods
We all good, we all hood
Got them thangs taped thatÂ’s when I come through
Nigga got them paper plates money when we fall through
Brand new china k monster with the sun roof
Cherry with the lumber, birds cheap numbers
ThatÂ’s how we do it bitch stuntinÂ’ every summer
Born breaded soldier, known high roller
K gave me the game hustling into know ya
Always strapped fuck if they coming, better be strapped
Bitch a hundred we dumping, blowinÂ’ rocking jewels
Fuck it we cool
Nigga out of line so we chopped him out his shoes 100
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Bitch IÂ’m from the south, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
YÂ’all die, we all ride
And when you see us we be leaning to the side, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
YÂ’all die, we all ride
Ey pussy nigga you know you ainÂ’t from the south
[Outro - Birdman]
Ya just know itÂ’s like you candy paint nigga
We donÂ’t play with these pussies
Big money shit, global with it ya know
Yeah bitch, born rich neighborhood superstar
100...stunna!..wot it is nigga?...i fucking love it!..we ride and die fo this money nigga!..(haha) its your turn..
I gat (belive that) and im so tired of this grind, but they say i aint grindin, if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and im just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am i doing right
(yeah)
Dear lord, help me, give out this water cant go under cause i got my son and my dawta, i cant beat that, we cant do that, we had to get it how we life nigga fuck that, ophan in da jungle playin wid the drums, niggas dont play homie niggas if you won, on the rip nigga fuckin with the other shit tryin to get money flip a nigga a whole brick, watch pots fall on (top) watch the homie hittin the bentley lyk rollin with the old dawgs, nigga solute and we get religous, money to the celin nigga doin big bussiness, so i pray so we do it right, fucking with the family bitch, nigga we could do it tonight...so fuck who made ya, fuck who rage ya lil hommie i paid ya..killa
Sittin at the funeral, lookin at my sister, thanking about the times and i already miss her, junion on my side, pistol in my pocket..co mo right there at my nephews driver, fucked up daddy , i see the fire in my eye, im down yh hustling, but my heart is in the sky, shiped and changed mah, doin my thang mah, i got my lil hommie number one in the game nah, hope these pussies dont play with my son, ima put it out..nigga quickest it come, ima put it out nigga empham the drum, daddy whole family cryin' bitch were rich and we won!......(we kil)
(stunna baby)
And im so tired of this grind, but they say i aint grindin, if i aint tired, so im grindin with my eyes wide, lookin to find the way through day a life for da night, dear lord took so many of my people, and im just wondering why you never take my life, so what the hell am i doing right
[Birdman]
What's up Chop (What's happenin wit ya baby)
nigga how you feel comin'out that project nigga
to these E-States and floatin on these million dollar yahts
smokin these thousand dollar Marlboro's
[Chorus 2X: Magnolia Chop]
You gotta roll that weed nigga let it burn
bust then burn nigga wait yo' turn
roll it up I'm smokin
roll it up I'm chokin
[Birdman]
We got weed in the mornin', weed for the homies
weed in the back of the Coupe I been smokin my nigga
I went from G's and thieves nigga
we blowin the weed my nigga-fuckin wit freaks nigga (hot boys)
I'm in that Bentley Coupe nigga
from Shine On video to six foot shorty too my nigga
and yeah we headed up town nigga
blow after pound my niggaz puttin it down nigga
and yeah ridin big is my crown nigga
holdin my rounds nigga-holdin my town my nigga (believe that)
to be the boss that I be nigga
and smoke weed everyday of the week nigga
on Stunna Island nigga fuckin with them G niggaz
we gettin money everyday of the week nigga
it's fast money nigga-Cash Money made me
we blow that purple everyday in my city streets
[Chorus]
[Ta]
I'm headed to Stunna Island it's lovely over there
sand in my toes feel the breeze in my hair
in the two piece Chenell shades and the (??)
Chenell beach bags where I keep the weed stash
and I ain't gotta tell you what the ice like
mothafucker this is Cash Money you know what the life like
you smoke what you can, we smoke what we want
it's never back yard boogy, straight stock yard funk
the higher ponic chronic, blueberry, and white russian
get it by the block it ain't open for discussion
I ain't touchin and puffin nothin give me a charge
I'm float with the cloud above and then go with the stars
blow dro with my girl Venus on the way to Mars
they say you need a ship but niggaz get there in they cars
Uhhhh we smoke out till we choke out
I'm clearin my throat and I'm at it again my nigga no doubt
[Chorus]
[6 Shot]
I took a half a block, gettin my ice box for freshness
got half the block complainin how loud the stench is
Pewhheeeee pimpin (??)purple or blue, white widow
cause after a few hits ya through
can't get no realer then 6 Shot baby
hot like a smokin tree baby you think I'm crazy
keep the windows foggy in the black Harley
puffin on Bob Marley the sticky ick-no seeds and sticks
gotta love it bout the size of ya finger
get a light nigga this one's a banger fuckin right
got that light green, red, orange, yellow
got that strawberry, large cherry, bubble gum, vanilla wrap
you ever ask a nigga bout me
cause them hoes know Shot blows guns 7 days a week
Huh picture I'm an O.G.
from a gram, to a quarter, to a half, to a whole Ki
I'm so glad to see how far you've came in life.
And now since you're going to become one of the bosses, it's nice to say that someone's followed in my footsteps.
You can carry on the name and the tradition.
But remember one thing.
The other thing is this I want you to learn.
I want you to go around all over these streets and make yourself a protector.
You go in and you make sure these guys are all safe okay, you order them an order of protection, for a small nominal fee.
And that's the way you do it, you walk in and you tell 'em,
"Hey, you know we're going to take care of your business but you got to pay us X amount of dollars per week." So you collect from them, you bring it to us,
[Lil Wayne]
Here I go again
Staring into the mirror
To no reflection
Like am I here
Paranoid, who's there
I know in my years
I done seen my share
Everything I bare
Everything I care about
Has all been washed up, way to the shore
But we got more
More in store
[Birdman]
This for you bird lady
Yeah young
Back on the bitches
Rollin in the Bentley
Them suicide doors
Cost me 650
Lamborghini yella
Could do it no better
Burnin in the sky
Float like a feather
Them stars worth the price
And music brought the lights
5 star G
Give my son 5 mics
Fully loaded with the piece
Hundred mill is the feast
So we ate the same meal
Till the hundreds had a crease
So you know we bought some (fleach)?
Rolls Royce and Hum V's
Keep a bad bitch
And put the diamonds on my teeth
Presidential suite
Rumors bout me
Rumors bout my son, bitch
Dying in the streets
It can't be
[Lil Wayne]
And we hear everybody talkin
We know they talkin about shit, about shit
Cause I swear it was just the other day
I told my nigga we goin get about this, about this
And we goin keep our guns
Cause we live a block from
Danger, trouble, and every drug you can name
Yeah it's true
Struggle and pain
Hustle and gain
Thrust through the chain
Now motherfucker, do you buy that
Motherfucker, do you buy that
[Chorus]
But I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm the nicest
And I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm priceless
[Birdman]
Ferrari
You can find me on the southside
Uptown with the Louie on the rightside
We so high
To the sky where the sun shine
There's no price on the tag
That we can't buy
Flyer than a pearl
Cuter than some jewels
Hot with the shades
Flame on you
Country niggas paid
New Bentley coup
20 on some blaze
Marc Jacob shoes
Frank Muller watch
The square block bezzle
Junior is the best
Fly in any weather
I mill cash bitch
Out the louie brief
Euros and currency
But this is C.M.B.
[Chorus]
But I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm the nicest
And I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm priceless
[Lil Wayne]
When you're staying
In this room
With all these doors
And no where to go
Ah ah ohhh
All these doors
But I chose
The window
[Birdman]
The big block (phofer)?
50 before we mash out
It's candy on the slab, nigga
Before we burn out
It's billionaire frames
Cherry wood grain
Two on the Benz
Glass top switching lanes
Hundred thousand acres
10 on the hill
Over city view
Get it how you live
Down in the jungle
Learn to keep it humble
I be about your business
Cook it like it's gumbo
Mink on the spread
Mill on the bed
Marble on the floor
Ice chandeliers
A paranoid life
Rich with no wife
Higher than a kite
Smash it butterfly
[Lil Wayne]
And we fly
And I fly high
Higher than your eyes can see
But I'm coming down
And I'm coming down
So you bitches better get down with me
Now motherfucker, do you buy that, yeahhh
Now motherfucker, do you buy that
[Chorus]
But I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm the nicest
And I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm priceless
Ooooh
Yeahhhh
Ayyyy
Yeah
Yeah
Hayyy
But I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm the nicest
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm priceless
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models
Okay we poppin? champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
Cuz I ball hard, no ***** we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R.
Okay, start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Pour it on the models, shut up ***** swallow
If you can't swallow, shut up ***** gargle
Straight up out the water wit my Mark Jacob's goggles
I'm fresher than a muh******, yup I'm a muh******
No I wouldn't take ya girl but I shall take her tongue from her
Could you tell I'm in love woman, like no other woman?
Oh I'm sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models
Okay we poppin? champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
Cuz I ball hard, no ***** we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I be J.R.
Now as I recline behind my desk
I ain't got a lot of Nikes, but I got a lot of cheques, money
Got my own shoe, brand new on the set
Went from sittin' in a cell to sittin' on a jet
From sh***** in a cell to sh***** on a jet
I lost too many friends but I won too many bets
I made too much money I ain't made enough yet
So I scratch, and yes Junior is the best, shawty
So many ****** throw my hood on they back
So many ****** from ya hood on they back
That's why we so paid and it be like that
I rather pop a bottle, befo I pop a ***
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models
Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
Cuz I ball hard, no ***** we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R.
Yea, only sippin' red champagne
White tee, red hat, red bandanna
Uptown, choppers ****** upon ya
******* wit the Birdman we choppin' yo propane
******* wit my son and we run up in ya mansion
Chopper make music, ***** start dancin'
Stunna man back, so you know the circumstances
And I'm cookin' up the Carter 3 no advances
All my cars automative, automatic
No lie, we don't even drive no askin'
Uptown, we packin' and we stackin'
Young Money, Cash Money we the champion
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models
Okay we poppin' champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship ring
Cuz I ball hard, no ***** we ball harder
[Chorus:]
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
I'm all, I'm all about my paper, I'm all, I'm all about my paper
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
We over here hustlin', we over here
We over here hustlin', we over here grindin'
I'm all, I'm all about my paper, I'm all, I'm all about my paper
[Lil' Wayne:]
Now ho don't ask me what I'm doing, thats me in the hook.
And I just keep on getting it getting it like a ni' in the book
Yes, wayne straight like a key of that good sh'
If your bitch don't know the rules, I will read her the book.
I got the key to the boat, I got the key to the jet.
I got the key to success, get money invest.
Read up with the rest. I got a Swedish connect.
That means my weed is the best, yoke to even the stress.
OK, the coupe is ridiculous and the jeep is a mess.
That's called my bullets and lugers, I put 'em deep in your neck.
Adam's apple meet banana clip.
You know my script, I just get my chips and then I dip, and then I dip.
They say the bullshit walks, the money talks.
So I don't answer, I don't answer unless the money calls.
Yeah that's my word, thats my word know I will front for y'all.
Its money over everything and bitches under all. M.O.B!
[Chorus]
[Birdman:]
I say uptown cobblin', uptown rockin', uptown niggas.
It's the home of the hard knocks.
Cook up a whole block. Hit it up in all white.
Ridin' with a chopper, black diamonds and it all nice.
Shop 'till you pop bitch, do your own thing ho.
Got the game from Pixie's, second floor sixth court.
Bling bling king nigga, money ain't a thing nigga.
Ridin' in a Lamborghini, suicidal regal wings.
Assault rifles, my little homies big poppers.
Coming through the attic, 20 in the heli-chopper.
Zip it and whip it nigga, that's how we ship it, nigga.
Burn it and light it then we flip it and we hit it, nigga.
I spent a mill on my grill for real.
'Cause we be stunting while we hustling, nigga making his meals.
We be grindin' while we shinin', nigga packin' that steel
Stay fly, get money, nigga stackin' the bills.
[Chorus]
[Birdman:]
I say, we deep in the game, nigga. we switching the lanes, nigga
Got blood money homie. No pain, no gain, nigga.
Fifty a fame nigga, a G a name, nigga.
That's what we do nigga, claim your fame, nigga.
Hop out a range, nigga. Fang in hand, nigga.
Stop all that reppin', 'fore I... send some flames, nigga.
All this money, nigga. Jewelry and fame, nigga.
'Cause we be stuntin', nigga. Moving them things, nigga.
[Lil' Wayne:]
Paper paper, paper. All I need is paper. Green paper.
White chalk, yellow tape will, make your shirt look like you got on the butcher's aprin.
Go ahead and make the steak then, bitch nigga.
Bitch, nigga talkin'. This is how money sound.
I'm just chillin' but my money still running 'round.
Yeah, and I just do's what I does.
[Baby Talking:]
Yea Nigga Right Now Im On Stunna Island Nigga Blowin Out The Pounds Nigga Fast Money Cash Money Nigga Got Bout A Mill Under The Mattress Bout 5 Mill In The Wall Nigga No What Im Saying Me In My Homie Hot Bezzle Nigga G'd Up To The Feet Up In By The Way
That's The Lil Homie Choppa Bitch
[Choppa:]
You Can Take The Nigga Out The Ghetto But You Cant The The Ghetto Out Of Me Bitch Ima G I Gotta Eat On The Streets Survive Imma Die On The Steets Imma G Uptown Yea We Getting Down Shit Was Kina Hard From Me When I Lost My Moms Im The Murder Man How You Loving That Ride'n Thru A Drive By In A Mayback On 22's Gleaming Think The Bemmer Aint Beamin Man Baby We Bling'n We Keep It Hood Rich On Some Other Shit Yall Kno We Getting Rich Over Here Ah Baby Its My Year To Bang It From The Bottom To The Top Its My Year You Can Take The Nigga Out The Ghetto But You Cant The The Ghetto Out Of Me Bitch Ima G I Gotta Eat On The Streets Survive Imma Die On The Steets Imma G
[Baby:]
On The Real For Real My Nigga On The Real My Nigga We Been Bout This Hustle Since 94 A 100 Mills The Deal My Nigga Project Skillz My Nigga We Got This Game Here From Off The Flo We Spin Corners For Real 1100 Catena My Nigga When We Out Here Pimpin Hoes We Get It How We Live My Nigga 10mill On The Crib My Nigga We Been Moving Birds On The Low We Stay Strap With The Mac In The Lack Nigga Since 85 Nigga Been Getting Stacks Nigga I Never Change On Nigga Bounce Back Gave The Lil Homie Game In The Nigga He Gave It Right Back Nigga Im From The Grounds The Niggas Call Uptown In Cash Money Is The Life Blowin Out The Pounds
[Choppa:]
Mayback On 22's Gleaming Think The Bemmer Aint Beamin Man Baby We Bling'n We Keep It Hood Rich On Some Other Shit Yall Kno We Getting Rich Over Here Ah Baby Its My Year To Bang It From The Bottom To The Top Its My Year You Can Take The Nigga Out The Ghetto But You Cant The The Ghetto Out Of Me Bitch Ima G I Gotta Eat On The Streets Survive Imma Die On The Steets Imma G
Yeah Baby
Out the pound
(Priceless)
Lookin' through
Skyline
(Always)
Sittin' at the top play boy
Sand beach water purple green money ya dig
To the ceiling with it
Jumpin out the pearl white
Long jet maybach
[Verse 1]
Fresh
New pearl on the diamond cluster
More money and we shinin' like a ma'fucker
Come from the bottom where we had nothin'
Grindin' in these streets till we built something
Cash flow
Money on the dashboard
Money in the dashboard
sittin' high ridin' low (shh)
Put a hundred on my son flow
a hundred on that pounds of blow
a hundred on that marble flow
So we higher than a bright light
sunny day sunny night
hustlin' like
all night
doin it to the sun light
gettin' it to this bright light
doin it on them twenty fours
shinin' on them headlights
C-C-Catch me in the nightclub
two tools strapped up, soo woo'n blood
Red flag hopin' out a red jag
pretty red bitch
with a shanell bag
[Chorus]
C-C-Catch me in the nightclub
two tools strapped up, soo woo'n blood
Red flag hopin' out a red jag
pretty red bitch
with a shanell bag
grindin' till the top of the cieling nigga
more money we billin' nigga
more bottle we chillin' nigga
bitches see us shinin' so they lookin' and feelin' nigga
We hustlin' and flippin' nigga
Mo money we killin' nigga
[Verse 2]
Take a picture of yo porsche nigga
without yo frame nigga
More money good aim nigga
you get it you blame nigga
F-Fuck em for change nigga
F-Fuck em my change nigga
Cartier frame nigga the watch and chain nigga
Yeah at the top where it's hot
Mo money gun cocked
mo bitches won't stop
See the hustle won't stop so we flippin'
Mo money round the corner (?) movin' and we dippin'
Diamond in this water
eagles we land
Yachts four floors
we livin' lookin' grand
clippin' mo tan
fuckin' with that sand
black diamonds stay stuntin' round that corner uptown rep hunter
Bitch she bad
gucci (?)
She love it when she iced up
jumpin' in the Benz
In the jeep how she play
shop everyday
Pull up in the harley rally strip paper plates 100
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Yeah garbage bag full full of dough homie
Mo money and mo bitches then I know homie
24's everytime I hit the do'
Suicide lamborghini doors mink on the floor
Priceless yeah I fuck that hoe
Yeah I fucked a movie hoe
Yeah I fucked a rap hoe
Yeah we get this money hoe
Cash money Young money bitch we bout this big money
Uptown livin' legends poppin' bottles blowin' hundreds
Catch me in this mud bitch
strapped in this mud bitch
Know about this combat shit
know about this hustla shit
Get it how we get it nigga
never (?) this shit nigga
no borrow big money how we do this bitch
hustlin' everytime I shine
shinin' everytime I floss
keep a extra mil on me that's just how a boss boss
youngin' got that flow money
diamonds on the toes money
Poppin over seas everytime we get some mo money
[Chorus]
Give me my tool
Y'all for my goons
Cook up the fool
The ice for the juice
Boy shoulda hustle
Money motherfucker
Buyin' a set probably just motherfucker
Then we live a luxury life
Dawg P pearl white
Harder than his bike nigga mashin' on site
New define mics
Take the five mics
(Birdman, Bun B, Young Jeezy)
Intro:
(Birdman)
Yeah
Just like that, baby boy
Brrat
Y’all understand me
Bigger than life (crazy)
Y’all understand me? (yeah)
The sun do shine
Believe me (yeah)
Down bottom (yeah)
Brrat (yeah)
[Hook]
Give me my *
Job for my goons
Cooked up the food
Got the ice for the jewels
* the hustle money *
Buyin’ or sell
Private jets *
See, we live a luxury life
Dom P., pearl white
Harvey Davis bike
Mansion on sight
Do the five mikes
Take the five mikes
gin the five mikes.
Five star and * life (brrat)
(Birdman)
Bounce back, rebel
Going in a * sell
I’m raising hell doing swell
Make the mail*, the mirror
Make the money, * tell
Make the money
Flip the money
* show and tell (yeah)
From the bottom
Where the roaches at
Hit the light switch
Where the roaches scat
Bounce back, hella choppers
More stacks, out the back
To a bus * mill stack (yeah)
So she love me
So I * her right
From the floor, no ceilings
What a hella sight
Harley Davis is a * bike
Eleven-hundred, twelve-hundred
Models every night (yeah)
Put the suede with the plush leather
Leather so soft * do it any weather
Fly in any weather
Hustle in any weather
Shine in any weather (brrat)
[Hook]
Give me my *
Job for my goons
Cooked up the food
Got the ice for the jewels
* the hustle money *
Buyin’ or sell
Private jets *
See, we live a luxury life
Dom P., pearl white
Harvey Davis bike
Mansion on sight
Do the five mikes
Take the five mikes
gin the five mikes.
Five star and * life (brrat)
(Bun B)
This is G
Straight up out the wars, from out the back of the projects
Where * pull cords and choppers get pulled out
Like you at the barber
Fresh up out the blue water like we at the harbor
This is my life (life)
A ghetto dream come true
Paper plates on the Benz, (Benz) ridin’ so new
On some 2011 * when I come through
Black paint, black seat
And the black rims, too
Can you see me *
I’m creeping on the low though
In the big-body four-door
With the four boy logo (logo)
Smokin’ * rolled up
In a damn * getting high as
* eagle dare drift (drift)
Ain’t that some damn *
And it’s true though
But it ain’t like I’m telling you
Something that you ain’t knew though
So don’t get it twisted like a noodle
I’ll put one in your noodle
And leave a * twisted
So what it do, Bro
[Hook]
Give me my *
Job for my goons
Cooked up the food
Got the ice for the jewel
* the hustle money *
Buyin’ or sell
Private jets *
See, we live a luxury life
Dom P., pearl white
Harvey Davis bike
Mansion on sight
Do the five mikes
Take the five mikes
gin five mikes.
Five star and * life (brrat)
(Young Jeezy)
Give me my *
Jizzle got it bad
He ain’t no fool (nah)
Jizzle ‘bout his bag
2010 drop *, 26-inch *
Stick in the back with the 100-round * (yeah)
Call him * bag, look at Mr. Toilet Paper
Call me half a * with the gasoline chaser
(The hollow) , we make the gasoline chase you
Smoke that fire *, till the gasoline face you
* heartless, he walkin’ with a pacer
Blue and yellow mirror, that’s my Indiana pacer
Black with the red beam, my Portland trail blazer
No playin’ where I’m from ‘cause we’ll trail blaze you
Don’t leave no *
And that’s on everything I own
But I swear * love every * I ever owned
Black head to toe with them Louis V. holster
Straight gangster, I match my four-door Porsche
[Hook]
Give me my *
Job for my goons
Cooked up the food
Got the ice for the jewels
* the hustle money *
Buyin’ or sell
Private jets *
See, we live a luxury life
Dom P., pearl white
Harvey Davis bike
Mansion on sight
gin the five mikes.
[Birdman]
Make it so fresh, YM,
So fly so priceless, CMB bitch,
Just another day on the
Top floor of the balcony bitch,
Live it how we live it,
Mula, Drizzy,
You what it is, young appreciate that,
Its big money poppin baby boy,
Aint none of that lil biddy,
More, mo more milli,
More, mo more milli,
Yeah, pearl white candy paint job fly,
Big timer on the loose,
Got a bitch riding five,
And everytime I pull up you know I'm iced up,
When I step up in the club I light the bitch up,
Back on my saddle throwing purple out the truck,
Candy paint rally stripe shining like us,
Pearly white maybach, hatchback automatic straps stash spots under the rack,
Bitch, ready to spray that,
Foreign grinds hard times,
Getting mines, you know up town,
Big time doing time,
You know, Harley Davis baby,
Cash money is pay me so you pay me how it weigh,
Baby, black, gold,
100 mill off the floor,
Never told now you know how it go bitch,
One hundred, one hundred,
[Drake]
Yeah
Your now fucking with the most requested,
The young nigga that everybody is so obsessed with,
And black on black 62 float majestic,
Me and stunna in it, boy I'm just so connected,
Caught up in a popularity contest,
Its about to reach my dreams and I ain't even got my arms stretched,
Thank me later first week I'm taking all bets,
Because a million copies isn't really far fetched,
I keep credit cards in cash knots,
I keep my darkest shades on til the flash stops,
Its for my LA girls getting them implants,
And all my DC girls getting them ass shots,
Got em for a reason shortie, go ahead buss it open,
I keep a secret baby, nothings heard when nothings spoken,
Haters talk it like my buzz isn't enough promotion,
And I just lost a Gucci sandal in the fucking ocean,
Damn, I guess the problems of a teen star,
Are all that fuels the conversations between y'all,
And dog thats funny, pay me what you owe me nigga,
Uhh, Rain snow, get my hustle on
Countin' cash every morning before I leave home
Family I love, don't wanna leave this world alone
and before I leave home, leave home
I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all I know
before I leave home
I pray to God I won't, loyalty is all I know
Yeah, red ribbon duckin feds til we pass out
Bird cage duck the shine til they let him out
There's more money now and we done flipped the draught
Hella choppers, clip pulled n-gga, junior out
G'd up, I took it from the G code
Presidental suites, with this cash flow
Uptown gangsta, viet hustla
Third wall general, Young Cash Money
Before I leave home, I kiss my babies
hope I return safely, knowin' the odds against me
These devils, they tryin to break me
I'm still loyal, my habits became lavish
Dreams of new endeavours
Pub deals and owning masters
And my home boys, aid to my conditions
I made em all managers, execs and assistants
And most of don't understand, some won't listen
We might fall off, throw fits and get missing
But your still my dawg and my big homie support me
I feel cause I'm the youngest, he expects a little more from me
So I try to stay humble and if you can see my vision
You can see us Cash Money til the motherf-cking ending, Brisco
(YMCMB, baby)
Before I leave home, kiss my girl on the cheek
and then I say a prayer
If looks was bullets I woulda been there from stairs
I bypass the elevator and I took the stairs
Now that hard work got me ridin in Bentleys and Lear's
Homie I am so prepared, on point like infrareds
I live my life so to die, I ain't never scared
And when I drop, I'm not gon flop, I'm no Andre Way
I can't see you haters, guess my vision is impared
My n-ggas already there, yes we'd got that title
You other rappers losing weight, minus the lipo
Breath of fresh air, pump lung, money catscan
So Cash Money heart bleed, Young Money, one hunny
Before I leave home, well manner
nice, respectful young man
Momma taught me well
but Daddy taught me through a jail cell
Raised as a prince, n Young Money then took me in
Made it official, YM young, n CMB, was happening
Yeah, I gotta do it for my hood
See before I stepped off the block I told all them n-ggas I would
Let's do it for the OC, I put in work on that TV
and step one over a G now put your hands for the lil old me
Chyeah, stay true to my team
YMCMB a-aka the greatest
Yea, that's why they hate us
Went from layaway to rocking all the latest, fashion
Name a model chick I ain't smashing
New cars for all my homies when I bring that cash in
Never had my father in my life, he was a dead beat
Moms worked two jobs and keep Jordans on my feet
Now that I'm on, they set the worry bout
I bought my momma a mansion, and moved the damn south
and watcha talking bout
Got my Bugatti on the way Stunna
Money coming in fast like the road walk, back
Whistle for my family, my label and my set
It's Young Money til my day the death, tell the rest take a rest
Thoroughbreded and blessed, my grime stressed
Sometimes get never the less, young n shining with the best
I promised my momma one day I'll be a rhymer, she left
But I love her so much it's like she never took a step
Reality showed me them colors that some of us couldnt
Look at you now that we all thought some of us wouldnt
He said he gettin dough right, ready jetty for pole lights
Petty better than to roll dice, some cold nights
They getting us no life, but I'm here now
And we here like, something, nothing compare life
CMB, I'm privilaged in this legacy that's real life
My brothers keep up, protect me from my friends Lord
My enemies'll bleed ya, choking on anaestesia
Throw my signs high, recognize world wide, world wide
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son)
Father, father, father like son
Yeah, I'll filthy rich wit quarter keys in the kitchen on 'em
The block is hot, but we still out here gettin' it on 'em
And keep a tool every time we hit these streets
'Cause these n***** act a fool and we'll be quick to put it on 'em
Them tear drops homey we so not
The n**** the f*** wit 'cause we will pop
Forty cal keep it cocked n*** ready to block
Keep the gun, the extra clip homey that's how we rock
And like father like son daddy we don't borrow
We stay on the grind homey 'cause we grind harder
And f***** wit me homey you won't like
You'll be the next T-shirt, we ya hood all night
We got them birds flying out and we allowed them pipes
We do this state to state thing and cheat the price
And Rufus came home and I told him to shave
But he was tellin' me 'bout these p**** n***** back in the 80's, baby
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son)
Father, father, father like son
Listen, Birdman put me on when I was just eleven
He was my teacher so I was like f*** the lesson
He was my preacher so I was like f*** the reverend
My mother Cita she said that I was wit the devil
My mother Cita now say that he was sent from Heaven
So I take heed to every single word that he tell me
And I remember what my poppa told me
Remember what my poppa told me, young stunna
Yeah, I'm out here homey pitchin' the game
And yes I do the whole thang, n*** give me my change
Yes, we do them old thangs out the brand new range
Lil' n*** like his father homey doing his thang
We keep the gun for paper, homey aimed and cocked
Every n**** I'm my circle homey ready to pop
We be ridin' drops tops that's just how we rock
And I'll be rollin' in the Phantom through my uptown blocks, ***
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son
Look, Birdman Jr. *** the world pops
And we goin' keep it movin' even if the world stops
Stay strapped and laced like girls socks
Stay dapped and drapped like a birthday cake
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sippin' on wooey when we thirsty
Ya know, I do believe the money's cursed me
So I pray to God that the devil don't murk me, huh
Lil' Wizzle but you b****** call me first place
And poppa taught me paper chase never skirt chase
I put you n***** in the closet, in the shirt space
You n***** is yellow like Sesame Street's Bert's face
Worst case senario, burial
Two tone Carera like mascara, uh
That G-4 take ya boi where ever
Like father, like son the era, n****
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
Father, father, father like son
There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like father like son n****)
Like the love of a daddy
(Like, like, like, like, like, like father, like, like father like son n****)
They keep spinnin'
Girl, there he go again an' when he stop, they spin
Ain't that them stop an' goes? Yeah, that's them spinnin' rims
An' what them thangs they cost? I think they 'bout a house
Now all you other wheels are played out
Girl, there he go again an' when he stop, they spin
Ain't that them stop an' goes? Yeah, that's them spinnin' rims
An' what them thangs they cost? I think they 'bout a house
Now all you other wheels are played out
Believe me, I'm comin' as fast as I can
Rims spinnin' like roaw, like I'm a North Carolina man
Well, I can do the do's on deuce 22's
So make a motherfucker's bowl move
I'm sittin' there holdin', wait a minute
We in Atlanta, pimpin', ballin'
Every seven days is ballin' Chevys
74 is Escalades on spinnin' blades, they sho' is great
Hey Mannie, tell these niggas how to hold these shoes
When the car been parked an' the rims keep movin'
Now in Chi Town, rims pickin' up every block I drive down
An' on my lap that Desert weighin' 'bout five pounds
Now don't be playin' cause I'm sprayin' 'bout five rounds
Get down, they keep spinnin'
You see that Lexus coupe? That Benz without the roof?
That Cadillac on 25's with skinny tires, that's baby blue
They on them stop an' goes, them girls like, "Watch him go"
Spinnin' chrome with this Killer Stone
Out the Magnolia with a Diablo
Girl, there he go again an' when he stop, they spin
Ain't that them stop an' goes? Yeah, that's them spinnin' rims
An' what them thangs they cost? I think they 'bout a house
Now all you other wheels are played out
Girl, there he go again an' when he stop, they spin
Ain't that them stop an' goes? Yeah, that's them spinnin' rims
An' what them thangs they cost? I think they 'bout a house
Now all you other wheels are played out
When I get my money, baby, gotta get that big Mercedes
Believe me, when you see me, it's gon' be filled up with ladies
This here is serious stuntin' an' when them brakes is pumpin'
I done caused wreck, gotta catch my breath
'Cause they keep spinnin'
You want this money, baby, them there is buttons, baby
I put that mink on your body, you the Bird Lady
Bur Berry furs crazy, I spent about a 80
Birdman an' them thangs, they keep spinnin'
Mine keep spinnin', dippin'
Dabbin', slidin', California ridin'
I rock for L.A., I rock for Compton an' Watts
An' my rims keep spinnin' every time I stop
You see my red Lex, I mean my red Vette
In my red Benz, flew up in my liter jet
I mean my red Beamer, it's with that new [Incomprehensible]
Steerin' wheel in the middle, they keep spinnin'
Girl, there he go again an' when he stop, they spin
Ain't that them stop an' goes? Yeah, that's them spinnin' rims
An' what them thangs they cost? I think they 'bout a house
Now all you other wheels are played out
Girl, there he go again an' when he stop, they spin
Ain't that them stop an' goes? Yeah, that's them spinnin' rims
An' what them thangs they cost? I think they 'bout a house
Now all you other wheels are played out
In that H.Town, heads turnin'
Every corner that I come around
Hoppin' niggas grin, 'cause they love the sound
Of them big boys swishin', them diamonds stop an' go
Sometimes I stop an' listen
It's big pimpin', baby, it ain't no sinnin', baby
I'm in that new thang, sittin' on them Sprewell Racings
So when I stop they flow, so nigga, watch your hoe
I'm at the red light but they keep spinnin'
It's Gilly nigga, this Philly nigga, I push way back with the milli trigga
My rock are froze, I stop an' pose, your bitch all over my stop an' goes
They keep on spinnin' an' them hoes keep on grinnin'
But when my car stop, my rims, they keep spinnin'
All right, everybody look at your watch right now
An' pay attention to the seconds
I'm 'bout to pull up to the red light, I'm 'bout to stop
An' we gone see how long they gon' spin, they keep spinnin'
Girl, there he go again an' when he stop, they spin
Ain't that them stop an' goes? Yeah, that's them spinnin' rims
An' what them thangs they cost? I think they 'bout a house
Now all you other wheels are played out
Girl, there he go again an' when he stop, they spin
Ain't that them stop an' goes? Yeah, that's them spinnin' rims
An' what them thangs they cost? I think they 'bout a house
Now all you other wheels are played out
They still spinnin', they still spinnin'
Oh yeah, right on, look a here
[T-Pain - Chorus]
Hey heh, hey heh
I'm gettin' money on the streets
You n-ggas don't know how to eat
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I turn a diamond to a dollar
If you know how to hustle n-gga holla
Brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
I do it how I does it
I get it from my cousin
And you know who I am
Homie it don't really matter what you say
Say eh, say eh, say eh
Bitch I'm gettin money
[Birdman]
We the business
Coming through shining
Blew a couple of hundreds
Big timing all the time, n-gga been stuntin
Pearl white Maybach, n-gga spent a mill
Bugatti for 2, on the hill
Shining with my strap in my right pocket
Hundred thousand a day on that sky rocket
From round the block doing this shit round the clock
Million dollar n-gga doing this sh-t non-stop
Swagged out, big dogging on a private flight
Popping bottles, celebrating living life
Blowing big, freelander down ?
YMCMB n-gga, rich gang
[T-Pain - Chorus]
[Mack Maine]
Ugh, big dawg shit n-gga
I'm on my feet like dog shit n-gga
Tell em hatin' n-ggas miss me with that hatin' shit
And tell them bitches, my dick got a waiting list
I ain't trippin n-gga I'm just taking trips
Put the money on the trampoline and make it flip
Young Mack, stupid Mack ?
I just bought a coupe, the roof is translucent
Pockets on etc, Money talk bullsh-t, walk like George Jefferson
Virgins they aint f-cking with us
Young Money Cash Money
F-ck them other n-ggas
[T-Pain - Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
If I aint getting money, than I'm getting p-ssy
I don't play with you p-ssies get a silver bullet
I know you looking so how I look
I don't f-ck with n-ggas, call me George Bush
It's Tunechi baby, the money man
The money talks, now I understand
That chopper make a n-gga do the running man
I would take a girl and turn her p-ssy to a punching bag
I'mma stunt my ass off, bitch thats word to Stunna man
School these bitch ass n-ggas, you are undergrad
The World is in my hand, smack the shit out you with my other hand
Young Money, Cash Money, welcome to Wonderland
[Intro]
Just like priceless
Something you can't see nigga
[Chorus - Lil' Wayne:]
Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got girls
And my girls got kids (brrlah)
And all I wanna do is handle my biz
And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did
Every day I been prayin' to you
I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you
I get money money money money money money
money money money money money money
Young Money, Gudda (Gudda) !
[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda:]
Nigga I don't trust a soul so I ride alone
I keep my eyes in my rearview ridin' home
See I'm ready for whatever, understand me
Any situation, whatever the lord hand me
We pull guns, you niggas don't pull a damn thing
The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring
Roll the dice man we kill time gambling
W-wintertime top down, nigga real arrogant
Big money so we blowin' it apparently
C-cash money, young money, yea it's all a family
Birdman and Weezy they payin' all salaries
And I'ma ride wit em til they bury me
[Chorus - Lil' Wayne:]
Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got girls
And my girls got kids
And all I wanna do is handle my biz
And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did
Every day I been prayin' to you
I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you
I get money money money money money money
money money money money money money
[Verse 2 - Lil' Wayne:]
Livin' that life
Livin' that life from under dem streetlights
But it ain't bright enough to show me where I'm goin'
But I still find my way and when I do I keep goin'
And uh, a nigga wit strikes
Try me and your family don't sleep right
Didn't think I was tough enough to make it on my own
But I can get through anything if I done made it through the storm
And uh, now I'm killin' at night,
Killin' that night life on the east side
Leather on chrome
Television with the phone
And the top is so gone
[Chorus - Lil' Wayne:]
Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got girls
And my girls got kids
And all I wanna do is handle my biz
And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did
Every day I been prayin' to you
I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you
I get money money money money money money
money money money money money money
[Verse 3 - Birdman:]
(Yea LFLS nigga, like father like son
All day very day nigga, make money til it don't make sense)
Yea flash the bright lights
Nigga smash on site
Born rich bitch-nigga live with no wife
Keep the pain of the price
Prices with the dice
Give a fuck about your life
Rollin' railish stripes
High like a kite, G4 every night
Overseas money bitch we do it so right
Don't do it right so we don't it all
Money hard
Bitch nigga playin' like a ball
Ball life, ya head life
Ya gettin' getcha game right
Ya paid the price, hit ya up and laid you right
Twist ya life nigga, we live in sunshine
5-star condo and stay fly
[Chorus - Lil' Wayne:]
Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got girls
And my girls got kids
And all I wanna do is handle my biz
And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did
Every day I been prayin' to you
I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you
I get money money money money money money
money money money money money money
[Outro - Birdman]
Yea just like dat
Pearl white, snow white you understand me nigga?
So clean, so fresh
Sharp red diamonds nigga
Pretty black tools (you understand me)
Yea hood bags of money nigga (you understand me?)
Gold picture frames nigga (you understand me?)
Big money shit
Let's get it big money poppin' boy
I see you little nigga
Just like dat
Uptown, we in the building bitch
Worldwide gettin' money boy
Yea, I'm talking that big money poppin' shit
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
Aye, I heard it was a murder
Robbing and kidnapping, lil one with that jaw jacking
Saying that he stacking ain't packing that tool go to clapping
You hear that, move out before the
Man I don't like that nigga anyway
I heard he been ratting
We can drag him to the river Stone
Nah, leave him for Patrice
I'm a gangsta, hustler, hoodlum, slow down
I came with the four pounds so fucking let it go down
I'm tired of them niggas talking, I'm letting the trigga sparker
Bull dog barking, Cadillac done did 'em awful
He ratting, stooping, bitching, and busting balls
Say Lac, I'ma send this nigga to the mall, it is what it is
It's one way in dog, heads up
Grab on them K-9 dogs
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
Stunna a street nigga, straight up make him act as money
And I don't sleep nigga, I stay up in a black 600
I play for keeps nigga, so pay up, ain't jacking nothing
The price is cheap nigga, heads up, crackers coming
See I'm a known D Boy so they hits my spot
Put my homies on they knees and they check for rocks
So we change stash spots 'cause the blocks is hot
On the rag-less cars so they can't clip my spots
The Caprice's on the block moving slowly
That's the motherfucking police
Here come the laws nigga heads up
Better raise up Big chips if ya made something
Move, move out nigga
They coming through, what about the traffic daddy?
Nigga, fuck you, heads up you know what to do
You best to break, run, 'cause nigga they coming through
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
They told me put my hands on the car and show me your hands
I had some raw in my draws so I broke out and ran
I can't afford to be busted 'til my money advance
But I'm running with the Bird man so I'm straight nigga
I'm on the block with the rocks and the 44
It's so hot and we still burn a pound of dro'
Million stashed in the trunk or compartment doors
A hundred birds stashed in a Bentley four door
I'm sticking to tha G-Code, Tees and Bauts
Break it up [Incomprehensible] covered in rocks
Got a bitch on every exit that's holding my blocks
And I drive a [Incomprehensible] but keep my Lexus by my older shops
Streets watching, I know that's why I'm on my shit
When them people riding with four doors up my click
Showing them off to rookie cops to watch out for me
And I know this from crooked cops that get blocks from me
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
I hear them people coming daddy
You better get to running daddy
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
They walking through the court man
(Heads up)
(Heads up)
You better stash your dope man
[Baby]
Yeah
We gon go old school
Ya know what I'm sayin
If you from where I'm from
Ya know what I'm talkin bout
the way we do this here
this is a cash money classic
and I feel couldnt nobody do it the way ima do it
ya know what I'm sayin
so, here we go world, I'm bringin it to your world from my world
ya know what I'm talkin bout look I say
[Chorus: Baby]
Get your shine on [x3]
So nigga stop hatin'
Get your shine on [x3]
You know we gonna make it
Get your shine on [x3]
So nigga stop hatin'
Get your shine on [x3]
You know we gonna make it
[Baby]
In one you trust, the neighborhood is us
And everything that I ride is 22s and up
And everytime that I slide, you know I'm platinum plus
Make the hood understand that we trying to come up
24s on trucks, just the neighborhood lust
Tell Lil' One be cool everybody coming up
Cause everybody wanna ride, everybody wanna shine
So how ya love that people? Everybody on the grind
And these projects cuts ya, ya hood rich livin lavish
Those 14s, you know we had to have it
Once upon a time it was nothing but magic
Hustling right in front of my mama, Ms. Gladys
Chasin paper paper chasin, look thats all we know
Comin through the neighborhood on them 24s
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, nigga up it some more
Fast money, Cash Money, thats all I know One
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
They say I walk around like I got an S on my chest
That be that Cash Money Piece, flow rest in the deck
I'ma specially set, No testin the best
Be in class, no pencil, no test on the desk
I'll make ya mouthpiece so beast like Delereese
I'm from the south streets of beast like Lil' Weez
E, F baby for the team I rep daily
I come to the defense like Jeff Bailey, I'm gone wit it
A chrome kitted, A foam pit in the back of it
Phony tittie bitches come home with me, get the business
I made bling bling, I'm like a lighthouse
So shut that ice in cause he ain't iced out
Pay attention closely, You niggaz can never roast me
Cause the maker of the testerosta knows me
Oh hes so arrogant, the cocky kind
But you always looking cause I'ma shine, thats right
[Chorus]
[Baby]
Loud mics and big rims, nigga thats my life
Come through the neighborhood with my homeboy price
Lets get it understood, nigga thats my price
Come through the neck of the woods, you be alright
Cause I'm pimpin, I'm pimpin pimpin, I'm comin thru
And I'm dippin, I'm dippin dippin, them 22s
And they spinnin, they spinnin spinnin, them sprewells nigga
them sprewells nigga, we makin mail nigga
Don't need no introduction in this
I can grind in every ghetto, trying to stay hood rich
You can ask a nigga bout me, you know I'm bout my shit
I was made by guerillas, raised the hot boy click
Cause I'm the birdman and I'll do you something bad
You heard man that I been slangin them slacks
Thats my word man, I won't stunt nigga
I won't stunt nigga, I'm gonna stunt nigga, One
[Chorus x2: Baby]
Shit, we tryin' to get it all together
And spend a lil chaddar and fly in any weather nigga
And homie you get the money and the power
Then them hoes come and holla and fly in any weather pimpin'
[Weezy]
I see you haters, hatin' on the way a nigga think
But I'm laughing, laughing all the way to the bank
And I, I kinda act like my shit don't stink
On a toilet with the burner taped under the sink
Like a Russian I'll rullet the bullet
Yea straight to ya head give a nigga a mullet
I'm a Cash Money brother a lover of money
Yea the tummy is showin' but the hunger is growin'
What part cha' don't understand
What you ain't know I'm like Kobe
You niggaz can't check me go head Bowens
And I never left the team cause I'm catchin' every pass
Stunna McNabb yeah he like go head Owens yea
Bet I'd put a nigga on his ass
Squlou and Big Whop make show he don't last
And young Wayne do song about the story
With Birdman singin' on the chorus, nigga
[Chorus]
[Baby]
Look, a ticket here and a ticket there
And I'm the first out the hood to get rich nigga still here
Its big paper in the prime of my life my nigga
We take it off ya' shoulder broad daylight my nigga
It's Stunna Island biggest baler in the city
The Range Rover rally strip on them 26's
Gucci down when the Birdman in ya' town
We blow out the pound rollin' through Uptown
Canary yellow Cash Money iced out piece
Like father, like son we beasts on these streets
Well let me bring you back to 1993
Where I met four lil niggaz in the 3
We got big, we grinded in them city streets
And three left and they all tryin' na beef me
There's one Birdman and one J.R
We neighborhood superstars fuck y'all
[Chorus]
[Weezy]
Murcing every murderer
In the garden I'm burstin' hittin' serpents up
And in the Carter we still workin' with that work for ya'
I'm the God and the turban fits perfect, word
Puffing' on that precious piff purple herb swerve
Dang, -is on the curve
The fed's walkin' so I'm talking with slurge
And we never sell a bird to a mockingbird
We find out where you stay and we mark your turf
Lace ya' house with a bomb make you walk in first
Oh, and ya' is sharp with hers
She cook a nigga steaks and cool-aid for thirst, yeah
See we murderers but do it like gangsta
We really never show it but everybody know it
And Slim askin' me to focus on the flow
While I'm tryin' to have coke for the low on the low, man
Ay, Ay
Ay man Freezy, I need it this year, baby
(Need it this year, baby)
Ay Jazze, I need some vocals now sing it big boy
(Jazze)
It's the Birdman, daddy
(I'm fly in any weather)
When it comes to these cars
(I puts it together)
See I switch my paint
(And change my leather)
Got mami the new Benz and plucked her feathers
The Carson Eagles, come fly with me
Sway hair lighter then eyes could see
You can have whatever your eyes could see
('Cause you the Numba 1 Stunna)
Come fly with me
Nigga, I fly past a bitch in a dip back six
Rain or snow I'm still the shit, I'm the Numba 1 Stunna
(I fly in any weather)
It's the Birdman Summer
(I fly in any weather)
See, I come through flossed out sippin' some cris'
Just read me my deal so I smoke now, bitch
See that brand new Benz
(I puts it together)
With the bubble-eye lens
(I puts it together)
With the Gucci on the tims when I spin yo,' benz
Got the new Cardierres with the iced out lens
Birdman, Birdlady with the Burberry Benz
Royal blue niggas with them coca-cola lens
Fly ass nigga with that new coupe Bentley
Gator on the eyes with the chips in the end
I'm trying to get one get one game one
Real tight biatch Birdman motherfucker
It's the Birdman daddy
(I'm fly in any weather)
When it comes to these cars
(I puts it together)
See I switch my paint
(And change my leather)
Got mami the new Benz and plucked her feathers
The Carson Eagles, come fly with me
Sway hair lighter then eyes could see
You can have whatever your eyes could see
('Cause you the Numba 1 Stunna)
Come fly with me
I'm the boss of the boss
(With Sausage chains)
I salt nigga shine
(And couldn't maintain)
So I hadda step back
(And fly away man)
'Cause it's all about collecting
(All my chains)
See I cook shit, swing around, fly away quick
Put it in the oven, mami hold my shit
I'm the flyest nigga with the flyest bitch
These rims and ice
(I love my shit)
My baby, my Wife
(Come hug me quick)
See I duck on these niggas when I hold my thang
And if you fuck with me bad I'll bust your brain
See I fly like a bird
Got mami the new fur
Slang back, royal blue fits the curves
Stilletto high boots and she smoke that herb
(She the Birdlady, baby)
Ain't scared to hold hers
She came through your hood with the fly ass suburb
It's the Birdman, daddy
(I'm fly in any weather)
When it comes to these cars
(I puts it together)
See I switch my paint
(And change my leather)
Got mami the new Benz and plucked her feathers
The Carson Eagles, come fly with me
Sway hair lighter then eyes could see
You can have whatever your eyes could see
('Cause you the Numba 1 Stunna)
Come fly with me
This is a Mannie Frizzle productshizzle
(So fly)
A Jazze Phizzle collaborizzle
(I fly in any weather)
Birdman, Whooo!
(I fly in any weather)
(I fly in any weather)
24's, 25's, 28's, You know what it is
No rub daddy, act like you don't see them
Act like you don't see them IVC's girl
(I fly in any weather)
(Any weather baby
Sit down alligator one time
Yeah pluck your feathers baby
Hey, wassup pimp?
Birdman, mothafucker
The financial adviser of this get money game
It's Stunna, the big money man
So loosen up your strings 'cause you can get shot
The Crystal absolute is 'On The Rocks'
Ey nigga, I gotta stay, fly money
No baseball player, I got the a-ride money
I go to Jamaica, homie and ball like a dog
The leaf that sticky, homie and fog up the car
It's nothing to the icky, icky Harlem world sticky, sticky
Fifty, fifty, a gram raw cut dilly
Got minks on my body 'cause it costs too much
250 on the Bird had to frost me up
See, these gangstas, pimps and thugs make the world go round
Ride for uptown and till they lay you down
Birdman with them big chips
With the Bird Lady and the Benzes
(It's the fly away)
Fly, fly away
Or you can hit the highway
That's the only way that we do it
Love when we do it
(Oh, it's fly away)
It's fly away, it's fly away
(Fly away)
'Cause we gon' get you high today
I know you wanna see how we do it
You know how we do it
(The fly away)
Fly, fly away
So get your stock up, nigga, get our brains rapped right
The hood fucked up 'cause the nigga changed like
The Birdman Daddy keeps the bricks taped tight
A hundred of them things got my chips same night
Pull up in the Bentley with them skinny ass tires
Ice all over 'cause a nigga so fly
[Incomprehensible] and I'm doing what I'm doing
If them clubs gon' pop, I'm getting straight to 'em
Nothing on chain, I put them dubs on the thangs
Wipe a nigga down, bitch, give a nigga brains
Call a nigga changed, ma, wash a nigga range
Bird, baby, down with them Cardier frames
Gucci from head to toe and Stunna my name
Make winter weather and that's my thang
I'm iced up, nigga, smoke pounds of dro
And I'm labeled as a pimp and I mack a hoe, biatch
(It's the fly away)
Fly, fly away
(Fly away)
Or you can hit the highway
That's the only way that we do it
Love when we do it
(It's fly away)
It's fly away, it's fly away
(Fly away, fly away)
'Cause we gon' get you high today
I know you wanna see how we do it
You know how we do it
It's the worldwide callin' and the boss of the ballin'
A hood rich, nigga, Money tall as all
The youngers of 20 cheerin' and nobody starvin'
Nobody borrowin' 'cause nobody starvin'
Ey ey, TQueezy, the dro man callin'
Get it in the jar, Jeff Pense is callin'
Buy ounce, buy pound, buy enough for the rounds by mouth
'Cause ya know how it's going down
Dro party with the Magnolia chicks
Smoke just fly, nobody givin' lips
They all on the floor 'cause the brains is flying
On the outside it's just them 20 inch tires
Bentley, Lexus, Lams and Vets
Them Ragtop, Guccis with the Smitt n Wess
Got the old school caddies and them new school too
Platinum mouth niggaz and them gold mouth too, biatch
(It's the fly away)
Fly, fly away
(It's the fly away)
Or you can hit the highway
That's the only way that we do it
Love when we do it
(It's fly away)
It's fly away, it's fly away
(Fly away, fly away)
'Cause we gon' get you high today
I know you wanna see how we do it
You know how we do it
(The fly away)
Fly, fly away
The Birdman, bitch, coming to a city near you
Now how you luv that nigga, now I know what this is
You know what you need to do?
You need to look on the back of your CD cover
And get that sticker for the Mom Burberry G-nites
You want to come pick them up?
Come, pick them up on 6 and Magnolia and holla at ya boy c-ya?
[Chorus 2x]
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
[Birdman]
Back on my Block Nigga Gun up in my hand,
money out the ocean nigga landing in the sand
third war soldier, world wide general
cash money young money fire flame spitters
hustling all the time, in the middle of the block
the gun stay, the money of the top
we do around the clock, bitch we tha bizness
hundred million dollars, filthy 'bout my richies
stunting on a niggas cuz we shine big time
flipping another hundred nigga doing on the ground
bitch love a nigga cuz' they know we stay fly
ridin' 25 on a nigga be hot
[Chorus 2x]
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
[Birdman]
spending a nigga ben nigga choppa in my hand
hundred out the land, when you fuckin' with the man
five star nigga eagle be flying, just be nigga ball eagle flying
uptown soldier may man on the mission,
did it from the bottom, no dyving from the richies
been a hall roller, flip the range to a bentley
house full a thanks, house full a bitches
switch another land, flipping all the time
hundred on the watch 20 years on my grind
blood is my line, uptown general
cash money stunnas, young money killers
[Chorus 2x]
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
[Birdman]
Mansions in the hills, just to burn it feal hundreds
loaded 40's spended it a mi on some furniture
back on my seattom, shuffer from the bottom
started with nothing now is money with this power
higher then ever top flow popping bottles
mix in the winter, candy with the models
that's how we living, live a luxury life
never give a fuck we can do this shit twice
li-live with the lifes, lit it up for life
lil nigga get it in and doing this for life
lil won't got right so he back up on his bussines
life to this game, flame of a spitting it
[Chorus 2x]
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
Light up that dro, light up that dro
Light up that dro, light up that dro
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
(I'm buyin' the bar tonight)
Smokin' up the Cali, smoke, smoke, smokin' up the Cali
('Cause we're smokin' all night at the banquet club, nigga)
(Twelve thousand niggas, smoke a pound, nigga)
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
(Yeah, put some chrome
on your [Incomprehensible] while you're at it nigga)
Come on
So light it up and pass the thing to me
I'm fresh off parole and I could smoke a whole P
Can smell it in my clothes, you could smell it in my seats
That's how a nigga rolls, I was raised in them streets
I'm rollin' up a sweet, I'm fillin' it with keef
I'm too high to talk, bitch, keep it real brief
If it ain't 'bout money, you ain't even gotta speak
I smoke it in the paper, Weezy smoke it in a leaf
And nigga I'm a stunna, I got runnas
And we keep them shotguns like huntas
We smoke thunder, it put me under
I'm talkin' straight Purple Kush that thundas
See, I be fuckin' with them trees
'Cause I'm straight out the jungle
Keep about five pounds
And we ain't even tryin' to hustle
Y'all already know how that go
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smoke, smoke, smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smoke, smoke, smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
I get my Kush from California, get my dro from Arizona
I can get it 'cross the border, got a rider name Winona
And I'll be calmer than a soma
Inside of the Phantom and it's lookin' like a sauna
And I stay high and I still got my diploma
And I still keep the Maggie on me, like Homer
And I'm too sick, man, I'm spittin' out a coma
And I'm still lettin' the money pile like Goma
And I smoke that kill, y'all blowin' on begonias
And I keep a fill of that grass like a farmer
And I keep that armor, try me and I'll spin you around
I'd be with the stars and I ain't talkin' tinsel town
That's right, the prison town
Bitch tear the fences down like Prince in town
Boy, I shits a pound of that purple rain
On the Marvin's day, you with me now?
(I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro)
Too high, you can't set me down and I be
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smoke, smoke, smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smoke, smoke, smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
We got that AK-47 white, right on set, painted and named
Named it Orange Purple Kush, that million Dollar top brand
I got that white ivory ice tea, doctors requestin' don't weed
Blazin' up so much bomb, got a bad bitch on my side
See we just smokin', we just smokin', we just tryin' to fire up
If you got the bomb, bomb, nigga, come and light it up
Yeah, blaze up, ain't nothin' like ridin' by, drivin' high
Me and all the hommies smokin', dumpin' if you chokin', smokin'
I smoke the [Incomprehensible] when they hit you
'Cause you might pass out
Look over at the bitches, snatch a blunt up out her mouth, bitch
Switch it to another scene, smokin' has you endo green
Some hommies be on that lean, mix it with that endo weed
Because we fucked up, we fucked up, you know that we fucked up
I like to smoke and drink with that nickel plated thing
Because we fucked up, we fucked up, you know that we fucked up
(I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro)
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smoke, smoke, smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that dro
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smoke, smoke, smokin' up the Cali
Smokin' up the Cali, smokin', smokin' up the Cali
Yea, Burrrrr, Burrr,
CMB always
[Lil Wayne - Chorus]
How come gettin money never gets boring,
How come gettin money never gets boring,
Baby I gotta stack, what you gonna do for it,
Then you bring it back like the Mothafuckin chorus,
And you bring it back back back back back back back,
And you bring it back back back back back like a motherfuckin chorus,
[Birdman - Verse]
Back on my set,
Tool in my hand,
Big money was the plan,
So I'm back where I started,
Back where it come from,
Back where we went wit it,
Third ward soldier out the Phantom doing big business,
Situations thick you got the homie toting two two's,
Comin back old skool,
Did it like he want to,
Headed to the pen now he back up on the slab,
Big money of the ab,
Hundred g's in cash,
Brand new whip, old skool Caddy,
The dump truck,
A stash spot,
Then came up,
Its more 1's Nigga,
Versace sheets,
Serve is more money in the new fleet,
[Chorus]
[Birdman - Verse 2]
Bought a new Phantom,
Suede with the gators,
Brand new Louis always ready to spray it,
Like father like son,
Money is a must,
These hoe's we don't trust,
Brand new trucks,
Shined every summer,
ran wit the numbers,
Stash spot cool got a 50 piece humming
Back up on my saddle nigga hustle for my shine,
Just an ordinary nigga on a million dollar grind,
Big timer old skool, new skool nigga,
Is more money homie,
More money more money more money homie,
My bitchs paid Cavalli Shades,
Blowin haze, Everyday,
[Chorus]
[Birdman - Verse 3]
Flip another hundred,
Get another Hundred,
Spend another Hundred,
Burn another Hundred,
Blow another Hundred,
fuck another Hundred,
Get big money nigga, Stuntin on a hundred,
50 Whips extra clips did it for the sunshine,
Garbage bag full hard body wit a fireline,
Flip another brick, Drink a little dip,
Stunna Island nigga shinin' wit a bad bitch,
AR nigga, riding skinny tires,
Fully loaded high when you floatin' in the sky,
Rockin' Gucci blades, ridin triple blades,
Tax on the face, A nigga's been paid, talwaniya
[Intro: Rick Ross]
Born stunna
(Mmmmaybach Music)
I'm a born stunna
(Mmmmaybach Music)
Huh, born stunna
Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
[Hook: Rick Ross]
Born stunna, born stunna
Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer
Born stunna, born stunna
I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama
Born stunna, she's a born stunna
Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna
Born stunna, born stunna
Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin'
[Verse 1: Birdman]
Born stuntin', rap huntin'
Flock a hundred of them things for them cheat numbus
Ride numbus, head huntin'
Hit the mall with my bitch and blow another hunid
Red flaggin', poppin' red bottles
I'm talkin' big faces, money and the power
Sway linin', with my man in it
Birdman, bitch and I've been kickin'
Yea, so my baby want a new wheel
Pearl white, stay fresh on that new shit
You dig? Born hustlin' on that money shit
Ya feel? Blowin' mills, big jewels bitch
[Hook: Rick Ross]
Born stunna, born stunna
Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer
Born stunna, born stunna
I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama
Born stunna, she's a born stunna
Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna
Born stunna, born stunna
Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin'
Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
[Verse 2: Birdman]
Yea, a lot a lot of money bags
The money in the garbage can
Strapped up tight with a hundred bags
Money filthy bitch, we in the money lair
See, we shinin' like the money can
Since the money came, bitch we throw the money fan
Yea, YMCMG
Loto jacked in the hustle since I hit the streets
2-50 on the new piece
New condo, 20.000 square feet
Ballin', uptown suicide
Born stuntin', strapped how we livin' fine
[Hook: Rick Ross]
Born stunna, born stunna
Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer
Born stunna, born stunna
I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama
Born stunna, she's a born stunna
Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna
Born stunna, born stunna
Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin'
Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
[Verse 3: Birdman]
Cash money, money stacks
Been grindin' since the lineage with that cromag
Fifty whip sittin' right in front of that
Ocean view, top floor, blew a hundred racks
G5'in with them chandeliers
Checker floors, tattoo tears
Uptown n-gga on the battle field
Maybach relaxin' on them cop heels
Candy coated, a Harley Davis
Stuntin' on them n-ggas like the old baby
Bad bitch, matchin' Gucci bikes
My sun lit, we live a high life
[Hook: Rick Ross]
Born stunna, born stunna
Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer
Born stunna, born stunna
I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama
Born stunna, she's a born stunna
Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna
Born stunna, born stunna
Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin'
Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Like father like son
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Okay, I'm outcha, you *** done started it ya ordered it
Bullet find a home in ya arteries, pardon me
But them n****** won't touch not a part of me, bet on it
Them n****** belong in a sorority, ain't that a ***
Burn they bodies up for the authorities no evidence
You gon' stop f****** with them warriors from New Orleans
And I really think that it'd be better if
I just hit ya block with that beretta and hop out and let her rip
Let her bang, let her bust etcetera, etcetera
You n****** is scared of the southern part of America
Here it come, got her done, never caught without one
N****** wanna ball, so I guess I gotta bounce 'em
Smokin' on a ounce of that s*** from the mountains
People say I need to stop, no I need a counselor
And I'm here you are gonna need a chopper
And I'ma need a lawyer and you gon' need a doctor
Why? Because
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Yeah, get at 'em we hit 'em up if they rattin'
N****** ain't f***** with the boy them *** softer than satin
I'm feelin' awfully aggy, yes I walk with the maggy
I tell him park in a alley and leave 'em parked in the alley
N****** talkin' about me but they ain't talkin' it at me
'Cause if they talkin' it at me, then I'm just talkin' to caskets
All that talkin' is ***, *** you better make ya words strong
'Cause the s*** gettin' chiseled on ya tombstone
What they do I got a chopper in the uhaul
Make a real *** bring it back to '92 dog
Bring his *** to the river drop the fool off
Hope he can swim with them concrete shoes on
I got the gun right beside me, who don't?
Got beef homie I was just gettin' hungry
When you come ***, you better bring a army
We can do it in the streets and throw a gangsta party ***
Why? Because
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Yeah, thirty shots in the clip n****** let's trip
Line 'em up, put 'em down on the guest list
These *** 'bout to make me go Rambo
I'ma take the s*** as far as it can go
War is the answer if ya questionin' the general
Snap shots at'cha baby you are just a centerfold
And less Kenneth Cole, *** seem plenty bold
Pull that *** out alright, don't make me get my fishin' pole
Them n****** hoes really doe
I would swing down there with any o forty-fo' and let 'em go
Let 'em know that I ain't never been sweet and won't be
Yes I'll be right here on the ground when you want me
Make a n**** have to come back like wit' the smack
Thomas *** I promise I'll kill ya and that's a fact
And I ain't never killed no one jack
But I'm honest *** I promise I'll kill ya and that's a fact
Why? Because
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army gunz)
Like father like son ***
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Now you know I play it like a pro in the game
Lil Wayne:
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me daps bitches give me hugs and since im paid niggaz be mugginÂ’ me u know im mugginÂ’ back niggaz be mugginÂ’ me u know im mugginÂ’ back
(yezziirr)
Check me out look
26 inches bitch 'im sittinÂ’ croocked. Old school chevyÂ’ faster den a silver bullet. Strawberry paint seats vanilla puddinÂ’ 2 bitches callin eachother pussy. Top chopped sent da car to a barbershop. My driveway looks somethinÂ’ like a parkinÂ’ lot. Im so unorthodox I got your bitch ridinÂ’ my dick wit no shox.
(Bounce bitch bounce bounce)
Im the hottest shit jumping out the coffe pot man im just tryinÂ’ to get my spot like a polka dot. LilÂ’ cush make my eyes and my shoulders drop, lil syrup and I can make the soda pop, keep talkin n I can make my soldiers pop, real niggaz ridinÂ’ wit me till the motorÂ’ stop, I got these hoes straight livinÂ’ out the soap op. I got a couple like a coat on. (ok)
(chorus)
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me daps bitches give me hugs and since im paid niggaz be mugginÂ’ me u know im mugginÂ’ back niggaz be mugginÂ’ me u know im mugginÂ’ back
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me dat bitches give me hugs and since im paid bitches be lovinÂ’ me they know I love emÂ’ back bitches be lovinÂ’ me they know I love emÂ’ back
Birdman:
Put the K in the car while we ridinÂ’ blazed, put the chop n the pussy in the driveway. Bet the house on the youngen n we got paid. Triple colors on the bikes n the new mercedesÂ’. Bustin keys on they ass while we got paid. But my tens rideinÂ’ hot to an open bay, uptown made man out the hard way crap in the bucket 50 shots bitch make a way.
(like father like son)
Ball till’ ya fall stuntin wit them paper plates, throw hundreds on them hoes while we eatin stakes. We in the club poppin’ bottles like ‘erday. We grind for the shine nigga getting’ big money. Got a fleet tossin’ chicken nigga get cake, im on his island with this power like scarface. Im in the impala dropped top chawwnky ice man birdman rockin’ red monkeys
(chorus)
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give me daps bitches give me hugs and since im paid niggaz be mugginÂ’ me u know im mugginÂ’ back niggaz be mugginÂ’ me u know im mugginÂ’ back
[Chorus]
Nigga I'mma stunt, yeah I'mma shine,
Grind all the time with this money on my mind,
Gun in my hand nigga roll extra clips
45 Mac 11's all chrome shit.
Nigga I'mma a hundred and I ride big time
26, 28's, Nigga stay fly,
Keep extra clips, fully loaded in this bitch
Rollin' in this mothafucker born hood rich...
[Verse 1]
40 cal Nigga in the 2-2-3,
Left holes in the seat Nigga fuckin' with a G.
Got 2 titties A-R front line
51 on me maybach, all the time.
Now I'm on the grind five star to them hoes,
know I got this money so I play it how it goes.
Burnin' on that kush and they like that fire weed
off in the shack and we do it like bees.
Whole things runnin,
bitches keep comin,
fast lane in the hood stuntin' every summer.
Made it to the top, never see whats the bottom.
Know about the bottom where it rain and it shower
phantom in a range, tinted with them things,
Nigga ain't shoppin' if he playin' with some change
birdman daddy and it's not to mention
family rules nigga so we get it and spend it
[Chorus]
Nigga I'mma stunt, yeah I'mma shine,
Grind all the time with this money on my mind,
Gun in my hand nigga roll extra clips
45 Mac 11's all chrome shit.
Nigga I'mma a hundred and I ride big time
26, 28's, Nigga stay fly,
Keep extra clips, fully loaded in this bitch
Rollin' in this mothafucker born hood rich...
[Verse 2]
Fact remain nigga my hood still the same.
Got the fire work nigga makin' all the change,
bitches given brains,
niggas ain't the same,
got the lil' homies out ridin' for the flame.
Warehouse full nigga nothin but some bricks,
got some toilet paper nigga full of that shit,
came back with it, did a few things.
Shorty made it home and I bought a new ring,
gave it to my jet,
fuckin' with the homies,
went back home nigga fuckin with the homies,
got a big house feel back on my shit,
got a million dollars nigga born hood rich.
Back on my set in a brand new truck
rally stripe nigga only play one color,
not even to mention,
doin' it out my senses,
leapin' for this money nigga jumpin over fences.
[Chorus]
Nigga I'mma stunt, yeah I'mma shine,
Grind all the time with this money on my mind,
Gun in my hand nigga roll extra clips
45 Mac 11's all chrome shit.
Nigga I'mma a hundred and I ride big time
26, 28's, Nigga stay fly,
Keep extra clips, fully loaded in this bitch
Rollin' in this mothafucker born hood rich...
[Verse 3]
Specially with the tool nigga flew to Las Vegas.
Known as a whale so you know they can't fade us.
G4 nigga manufactured of this game.
One flight same night did it for the change.
Made a lil' homie all he needed for the fame.
Got all the game so he took it to the range.
Gun perk nigga, one work nigga,
do something get money don't hurt nigga.
Cash money bet, I roll up dice
stood in the fog if it meant my life.
Jet right quick hit the store in the bay,
get the purple kush and we burn everyday.
Back with the lama,
get it where I stand,
got to work with me so you know I'm the man.
M.I.A. nigga.
Lil' homie down.
One on my crown nigga I put shit down.
[Chorus]
Nigga I'mma stunt, yeah I'mma shine,
Grind all the time with this money on my mind,
Gun in my hand nigga roll extra clips
45 Mac 11's all chrome shit.
Nigga I'mma a hundred and I ride big time
26, 28's, Nigga stay fly,
Keep extra clips, fully loaded in this bitch
[Lil' Wayne]
Ha.. I'm.. so cool
[Baby]
Yeah nigga, stand one, blow one nigga
[LW]
Bird.. man
I promise you, we gon' give 'em what they want 'til they come get us nigga
[LW]
Bird.. man, J-R, ya know
You feel me?
When gon' chase it 'til we can't chase it no more
So y'all might as well eat this food nigga
And it got to be the best of the best
One, come one shorty, get with me nigga
[Lil' Wayne]
See I, ride when I gotta, grind cuz I gotta
Milk this game 'til it's sour
Why I gotta do the backstreets when it's hotter
Even though the boy smooth sellin' like Prada, speak up
The tool yellin' like, holla, y'heard me?
Got the fools bailin' like Jackie, Kersee
You try join him, I can help you with that
I'm important in rap but I'm special with gats
You know the young god bless you in fact, like you sneezed or somethin'
Even with a stack of money in they hand, they ain't squeezin' nothin'
I'm Weezy fuck it
Leave a motherfucker wheezin' when I asthma pump him, yeah
And I don't ask for nothin' boy, I only ask them buggy boy
And as for money, watch the young god turn cash to money
Cuz that's him
[Chorus 2x: Lil' Wayne]
Yea, and we ain't stressin' 'bout shit
We grindin' like a mo'fucker tryin' stay rich
The cops on my trail so my track I switch
See niggaz with money shouldn't act like this
[Baby]
Yeah, pimpin', there's some fraud 'round here
Nigga better stop hatin' before they disappear
I see the same ol' shit
and pop the same ol' shit 'til your neighborhood hit, bitch
Disrespect that Nolia dogg
Them third world Hot Boy soldiers dogg
And make a nigga understand
when you fuckin' with a soldier with the grandmaster plan nigga
I'm tryin' to make a few million
buy a few buildings, one day stop dealin'
And go and raise my children
Got it on my mind, that's the way a nigga livin'
I bring ya back '84
Dope game jumpin' when the water hit the flo' nigga
Cuz we was doin' it dogg
Everybody gettin' money, we was doin' it dogg
[Chorus]
[Lil' Wayne]
Weezy, and I ride to the end of the road
and I'm hotter than a fire on the end of the fo'
and plenty times I had to get it from the flo'
But I made it to the ceilin' and every wall could hear me
And if these walls could talk, they probably cry
Like the strings on the guitar
And see you, you with that bullshit that's leighway to the do'
Only to cut off the lights, g'night
[Baby]
Look, it's Sunday, we in the hood gettin' our groove on
Every nigga uptown gotta have they tool on
Yeah, and they Birdman'd down
Nigga represent the bling cuz I hold my own crown nigga
Shit, a hood rich high clique
That come from the slums where they pack extra clips, I love 'em nigga
the only way that we know is how to flip and rescore 'em
and go and get some more dough, nigga
[Chorus]
[Baby]
Yeah, this grindin' to another linin' nigga
Know what I'm sayin'?
If you in the way, you'll get moved over nigga
Think I'ma let one of you bitch niggaz stop me from gettin' a billion dollars nigga?
Fuck ya and what ya made of nigga
Y'understand? Nigga got a problem with this shit
That's your shit nigga
Suck a nigga dick a die nigga
Birdman, made man nigga
Yeah, that's how it's goin' diggity nigga
Fuck anything in between
If you in the line of duty nigga you got your issue, feel me?
[Birdman intro]
Yeah,
So priceless,
Life so priceless nigga,
You understand me, it's just like that,
My car so priceless, My bitch so priceless,
My familia is so priceless nigga,
You understand me?
Either you with us, Or you ain't with us,
Either you in tha huddle, Or you out the huddle,
Either you ridin', Or we passin', flyin' by saying fuck ya,
It's Young Money Cash Money playboy,
That's about the size of 'em,
At the roof top, So hot up here nigga,
YEAHHH
LET'S GO!
[Drake chorus]
Take yourself a picture when I'm standing at the mound,
And I swear it's going down, I'm just reppin' for my town,
Off a cup of C.J. Gibson, man I'm faded off the pound,
And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I'm around,
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound,
I ain't never graduated I ain't got no cap and gown,
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass,
Be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground,
[Drake verse 1]
Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical,
Spades of the Opus baby,
What you got a feeling for,
I can show you new things,
Have you feeling spiritual,
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes…miwacles!
Yeah ok they say that I'm the one in fact,
Some say that I'm they favorite
But I ain't hearing none of that,
I’m all about my team hoe, Young Money running back,
Cash money superstar, where the fuck is Stunna at?
[Birdman verse 2]
Untouchable, 40 with my AK, master mind
Big money heavyweight,
On the grind, flippin' money in every way
Headlines, my bitch shine everyday
Pearl white
Don P., Marc Jacob glove
Cartier Louis case with a dope blood
From the mud where they wet you
Leave you in ya blood
Goin' in flip a hundred get the young plug
Show 'em where it go, floatin' on the float
Gettin' mo' dough, grind hard, go!
Black diamond show, watch the flame blow
And how you stay grounded, cash no go
And how you stay mounded, cash no flow
And how you stay shinin', Bentley off the floor
And how you stay high, purple pine dro
Diamond mink furs, February snow.
[Chorus]
[Lil' Wayne verse 3]
CJ, YEAH, STUNNA!
Uhhh, you know you're paid,
When you got Baby with you
It's Young Money, like Ben Frank's baby pictures
I'm the lady twista, I kiss her whiskers
I been runnin' this shit, blisters
Stickin' to the script, movie star money
And if you gassed up, I leave the car runnin'
I'm a big smoker, I'm a little drinker
The peace sign is just a trigger and the middle finger
W-what you know 'bout it, man y'all clueless
I let two women ride me, that's carpoolers
I rock stupid ice, Mr. Water Coolers
If y'all in the building, then we are intruders
Simmer me down pimpin', let me handle this
I know the game, analyst
Man I'm the shit, and y'all janitors
Blow out the kush and crack a smile for the cameras!
[Chorus]
[Baby Talking]
Drizzy
(Nicki Minaj)
Iam the female Weezy,
This shit is easy
Pull up in that new-new
bitch get a squeegee
Yeah my flow sick yeah,
Yeah my flow queasy
Haha they were sleeping on me,
z-zz-zz
This pussy clean,
This pussy squeeky,
That pussy old
That pussy creaky
When I'm out the country,
Niggas call me Neeki
Hi, how are you?
Yes, its nice to meet me
Damn, Billboard,
i mean I'm winninng, but I'm still bored
Yeah we shine, gold cluster
As, for your career,
dead: Ghost Busters
(Chorus)
That's why you mad
That's why why you mad
(2x)
(Birdman)
Yeah, Bigga than life
C4 we the business
Man fuck ya'll niggas
Get down or lay down
Shoot up anything
Except a school or a playground
Triple OG nigga,
These hoes know me
Shining, my AK blood
Just like a trophy
I'm a old school nigga and
I'll a smack a bitch
Getting money like
A muthafucking cracker bitch
What you know about it
Take notes nigga
YMCMB, head coach nigga
Yeah, stuntman, stuntman
Streetsweeper in my hand get the dustpan
Yeah, we done took off nigga
Got the game on like football nigga
(Chorus)
(Lil Wayne)
Uh, I got the world in my wallet
Swisha full of violet
Niggas think they
Fly make me check ya flight mileage
That P on my hat is for Piru, not Pirates
I bet I can turn her pussy
To a fucking fire hydrant
And I do it for my niggas
My muthafucking niggas
Cause these hoes so thirsty
Like they got the fucking hiccups
I am beast hoe,
To say the least hoe
No cut on the coke,
Thats coke zero
Yeah tonight,
I'll probably fuck another nigga girl
Party time, excellent,
Wayne's World
This Cash Money nigga
Eat a dick
Been had it on lock,
Gave the key to Nick'
Yeah, she got it written on her, her swag on lean
The way she dancin' on me, can tell that she a queen
Her mama wouldn't like it, her daddy wouldn't either
And the way she grindin' on me, you can tell shawty's a keeper
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
(Yeah, born rich, yup)
Gucci bag poppin' tags
New crib brand new jag
Birdman born to shine
Bad bitch all the time, stay fly, ride fly
I'm stuntin', stay high
Straight G, just like that
Blow 100, bounce right back
Red hot, hard top
Cash money, hard knock
Bentley frame, drop top
50 G's, the bottles pop
Iced out, so we chill
Tunin' up every automobile
Tatted up, life of a G
Counting stacks and five star suits
Yeah, she got it written on her, her swag on lean
The way she dancin' on me, can tell that she a queen
Her mama wouldn't like it, her daddy wouldn't either
And the way she grindin' on me, you can tell shawty's a keeper
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
(Yeah, yeah)
250 on the dash, yeah, I'm livin' fast
Yeah, I'm gettin' cash, I need a bitch that's bad
Shawty play your role, we slammin' phantom doors
She be like drive slow, we burnin' purple smoke
I said I'd never fold, I promise not to stop
Just like my rolls Royce, the way that girl drop
I need a hot girl, the way the girl hot
Dollar signs tatted on her on her private flight
Yeah, she got it written on her, her swag on lean
The way she dancin' on me, can tell that she a queen
Her mama wouldn't like it, her daddy wouldn't either
And the way she grindin' on me, you can tell shawty's a keeper
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
I wanna be all over your body like it was Miami with tattoos
Baby, I have to, I ain't playin'
And I needa some good girl in front of me baby
You drivin' me crazy, yeah
Yeah, she got it written on her, her swag on lean
The way she dancin' on me, can tell that she a queen
Her mama wouldn't like it, her daddy wouldn't either
And the way she grindin' on me, you can tell shawty's a keeper
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
She got it written on her, aye, aye, aye, aye
Brian I want to make sure you and your whole crew is doing the right thing for you.
You got to remember...
One bad apple in the bunch is not a good thing.
You got a bad apple get rid of it now.
Cause all it's going to do is make rotten tomatoes and rotten apples out of the rest of the bunch.
That's where you lose your respect from.
You got to remember, the whole name of the game is being above board of everything else.
No bullshit. There can't be no lieing no nothin.
There's no going around you no guys going around you everything we do now is from the up and up.
All your guys if anybody you got doubt in your mind that you can't trust them they got to go now.
Because it's too late later.
Later than they got to go just like you say in some of your records
"you take the nine out with the seven cent bullet", that's all that's got to be done.
If there's any doubt in your mind now, anybody even if it's close to you, they got to go now.
We don't need anybody bringin' any heat to us.
Stunna it's your turn baby haha
And me the heart thrive
Yeah I be with dem different hoes
You know dem different hoes
I mean dem
Believe dat
Uh huh
Believe dat
Tell em girl
Believe dat
Got a bitch in the back
Got a hoe in the front
Got work in the back
Got more in the front
It be the birdman baby
Birdman everything kosher
Birdman baby feathers all over
Tony montano white leather soft sofas
Got to many cars so now I buy choufers
All about my penion like a motherfuckin loafer
I was in the crack game before baking soda
Bitch I'm a o-g bitch I'm o-g I'm gettin high off my money
Til I o.d see you don't know me the bitches know me my old hoes tell me go back to gold tee
King size bed nigga gold sheets gold bottle for breakfast nigga let's eat
I got five and they all sexy, they all drive new cars and they love me
Yeah cause I be with dem different hoes
I mean dem different hoes
Believe dat
Uh huh
Believe dat
Tell em girl
Believe dat
What's your name
Believe dat
Where you from
Believe dat
I know what your saying
Believe dat
Sike I'm just playing but
Believe dat
Look fresh with the heavy metal
You know I need that
Gucci stay fly on the stage believe dat
We one of a kind we do it til you see me black
Ice with the chrome and the silver how you love dat
Too fresh to cool too shiny too foo' too sunny spend money
That just what we do believe I'm shine believe I'm a grind
Believe me your girl at my house all the time believe
I'm a bout to hustla believe I've got the mustla believe I'm a stunna man you know I know the
struggle
Come from the pot pan come from another land
Come with a better game baby I'm the bird man
Yeah cause I be with different hoes
Ya know dem different hoes
I mean weezy
Believe dat
You jus gone cut me off
Believe dat
What
Believe dat
I know what
Your saying
Believe dat
I feel you
Believe dat
Ay why you crying
Believe dat
Yo you ain't lying
Believe dat
I'm on the yacht and boats
Pills and hydro
Bras and money homey
That's what a nigga know
She know I shine cause
You know I grind cause
She know I'm high with the metal all the time cause
And she believe me and she all in me
We poppin bottles to a few of her ocean b
I'm all nc. I'm all good daddy I'm the birdman
You know I'm in the new caddy
Believe me she get money just like me
I stay strapped with the flame in my new fleet
100 millon dolla suede seats with the leather seats
With the gator on the front with the platinum teets
Ya bitch
I be with dem different hoes
I mean dem different hoes
I mean weezy
Believe dat
So you just gonna cut me off
Girl What
Believe dat
I understand
Believe dat
Believe dat
My girl say and I say believe dat
Yeah
Believe dat one hundred
Let me take a shot
I want my shawdy
I like dem tall thin and shot
Girl what
Believe dat
Yeah...Yeah
Check me out man..Yeah
[Lil Wayne]
Original gangsta, black clothes and bangers
Bullet shells and chambers, fill the L's up
We stay low from the ranges cause they tryin to tame us, but we brainless
And just think, I'm one sell out record away from being famous
Shit I guess I ain't it
You could paint it how you may, but I remain this gangsta 'til the day I lay
where the worms stay
I spit it for my nigga's sake
I spit it for myself a long time ago
Got a few houses, few whips, few condos
I'm so straight I'm pointin
The game is hurtin, and baby boy the ointment
Baby boy the president now
Shit you gotta make an appointment
Two record labels
You should come join 'em
Do check the label
And make sure it's yellow or rose 'fore you bring it to my table
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Gansta's don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a nigga like fuck it
I'm still a G, thuggin out in public, believe it
Gansta's don't die, they get chubby and they move to Miami, I move to Miami
I'm banned from Wet Willies, but a nigga like fuck it
I'm still a G, thuggin out in public, straight up
[Birdman]
Yeah...
Nigga playin, doing about 180
Mazeratti, matchin drop top sun shade
Gotta be fly, P1 nigga, spent about five on a condo high in the sky
G4 whenever, fly in any weather
Had to pop a few pussies that was bad feathers
Million on the floor
Thats fo' sho' that lil' homie got the flow, so we all just goin flow
And don't think about the past
A little water came, now we floatin on everything
Niggaz doing about anything, killin while they hustlin
Niggaz puttin it in for the change
So we headed to the game, Culpepper gettin his roll on
I'm on the side with that bling
And outside, got them thangs
Them Phantoms out there, we do it up, switchin lanes
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
Naw, don't fuck with that dogg
Yo, I'm gonna knock your fuckin head off
And I'm coming back hard
Stunner get me to work, and I'm runnin that off
I'm comin back with it, and let my team split it
With a swagger you can't get, naw you can't get it
Shit, bitch I pop like Diddy, I pop like when he goin stop? When it's empty
And you still drawing Leonardo D'Vinci
[Birdman]
Trap me, I'm in there early, gettin money ridin dirty
Uptown puttin in down blowin out the pound
Duffle bag full of cash when I come around
The lil' homie got the game so I put him down
Hold my town, world wide wearin a crown
Like father like son, got it off the mound
Like father like son, nigga's stand their grounds
Like father like son, nigga fuck them clowns
[Chorus]
[Birdman (over chorus)]
Yeah nigga,
Un-fuckin-believable
I know y'all hear some more shit about me and my little young nigga
You know, they mouth like they ass
Anything will come outta that motherfucker ya' heard me
Big shouts to all them cities who opened your arms to us nigga
And let us through that motherfucker, ya' heard me
Cause that water ran us out that motherfucker, but we did bounce back
Believe that 305, 404, 713, all that, Dallas, Kansas
[Chorus]
FRESH
Comin' through shinnin' on them pussy's keep that lama on me nigga, get money on them pussy's (so fresh)
Shinin' all the time, my ice be bubblin' gucci to the maid and the hoes (so fresh)
Got the candy on the seat, the belt and the package nigga under the heat (so fresh)
So the time be the time, it's a must a nigga shine so we stay up on the grind
[Verse 1]
See the big money talk see I got it from the big nigga... (big nigga)
from the lil' nigga... (lil' nigga)
to the field nigga.. (field nigga)
Want the whole blow so we put the game down and we got it under control...
disrespect the G code, fuck that, we know how them pussy niggas just act up, and go home.
Yeah
see, I seen it first handed put I still look like a man nigga did it with the gun in my hand.
(Fresh)
Whether, get it any weather,
rain or snow, we shinin' for the cheddar
Money in the lama how we grindin' on em birds keep flying while these niggas keep hatin' on em
Yeah, that's why they come up so short
Like (?) tell me this ain't pussy...
[Chorus]
FRESH
Comin' through shinnin' on them pussy's keep that lama on me nigga, get money on them pussy's (so fresh)
Shinin' all the time, my ice be bubblin' gucci to the maid and the hoes (so fresh)
Got the candy on the seat, the belt and the package nigga under the heat (so fresh)
So the time be the time, it's a must a nigga shine so we stay up on the grind
[Verse 2]
Find me in another town, doin' like it's my town
5 star G homie anywhere I leave my crown
Burnin' with a few bitches
may know about the riches
boss hog new nigga thats a whale to these new fishes
So we chill at the hotel
5 star (?) and she know me well
and that's just my thing,
goin' straight to the bank
and how we work that thing, you know the game brings money over bitches
and bitches over money
Them hoes chasin' so them niggas keep runnin'
Back to my saddle homie
mils and pounds on him,
uptown crown see the number above the bitches?
See we live above the heights
do it under the lights
we do it so bright (so bright)
like picked tomato
ripe picked tomato
make your head a tomato
BITCH
[Chorus]
FRESH
Comin' through shinnin' on them pussy's keep that lama on me nigga, get money on them pussy's (so fresh)
Shinin' all the time, my ice be bubblin' gucci to the maid and the hoes (so fresh)
Got the candy on the seat, the belt and the package nigga under the heat (so fresh)
So the time be the time, it's a must a nigga shine so we stay up on the grind
[Verse 3]
Landed on my island again
jet black helicopter
you know I got that other chopper,
that's how I'm flyin' homie
hittin' them switches on em
complete a mission on em
one of a kind sky high that's how we gettin' it on em
got the money though
trade the bird bag
gucci and reverda bag
Louie and fendi bag
You know we trippin' when we tear the whole mall down
It's big money homie this is how we shut it down
Yeah nigga we sip, to dip
dip on this money as we, chase and flip
higher than high life
thats just another sight
put it in your life
that's just another flight
yeah
got a car on full
mashed the whole gas nigga get it till your good
see, I play it for the hood
got it out the hood and a nigga ain't full
[Chorus]
FRESH
Comin' through shinnin' on them pussy's keep that lama on me nigga, get money on them pussy's (so fresh)
Shinin' all the time, my ice be bubblin' gucci to the maid and the hoes (so fresh)
Got the candy on the seat, the belt and the package nigga under the heat (so fresh)
So the time be the time, it's a must a nigga shine so we stay up on the grind]
[Outro]
Go hard on these bitches
all the time nigga
(so fresh)
M.O.B till you D.I.E, M.O.B(?)
(so fresh)
that's what I'm talkin' about
nothing else
[Verse 1]
See I shit on my jet
never shit on my set
put shit in my tech
play pussy get wet
My shit all good nigga my shit and my hood
My shit bounce back like I know my shit would
Paper chase make money see the sunshine
Big time nigga put the money on grind
On rewind nigga set a new hieghts
get money all night
nigga takin' private flights
[Chorus T-Pain 2X]
You know I'm gettin' money
shinin' like a sparkle
sparkle like I shine
bitch I'm on my grind
If you don't believe it look at these zero's
cheddar cheese,the bread mucho deniro
I'm gettin' money
[Verse 2]
Got on the pinky red diamond
red bandanas
uptown soldier
that's how we plan it
swervin' in the bentley
All (?)
Tool on my side
that H in the caddy
duffel bag full of paper homie
big money nigga that's how we play it homie
While some niggas ball watch'em fall
watch them niggas don't fall ball and bounce right back nigga
[Chorus T-Pain 2X]
You know I'm gettin' money
shinin' like a sparkle
sparkle like I shine
bitch I'm on my grind
If you don't believe it look at these zero's
cheddar cheese,the bread mucho deniro
I'm gettin' money
[Verse 3]
With a leader
Sprite 2 liter
Watch with the meter
nigger couldn't see her
nigger wanna eat her
nigga you can eat her
money you can feed her
diamonds with a chauffeur (yeah)
new hundreds
milk colored new benz
new condo spent about 5 M's
New diamond teeth spent 1 M
New (?) and versace with the new lens
[Chorus T-Pain 2X]
You know I'm gettin' money
shinin' like a sparkle (sparkle)
sparkle like I shine (shine)
bitch I'm on my grind
If you don't believe it look at these zero's
cheddar cheese,the bread mucho deniro
I'm gettin' money
Shinin' like a sparkle (sparkle)
sparkle like I shine (shine)
bitch I'm on my grind
If you don't believe it look at these zero's
shinin'
shinin'
shinin' like a sparkle (sparkle)
sparkle like I shine (shine)
bitch I'm on my grind
If you don't believe it look at these zero's
You know I'm gettin' money
shinin' like a sparkle (sparkle)
sparkle like I shine (shine)
bitch I'm on my grind
If you don't believe it look at these zero's
cheddar cheese,the bread mucho deniro
[Hook: Pimp Daddy, Lil Slim, B-32]
Shake that ass like a salt shaker
And don't let a dog stank ho break ya
[Verse 1: Pimp Daddy]
I said, ride the dick a little deeper
And Cash Money ain't buying no beepers
I said, ride the dick a little deeper
And Pimp Daddy ain't buying no beepers
I said, she sucking-a, licking the nut up
She sucking-a, licking the dick up
She sucking-a, licking that ass cause that ho is a slut
She sucking-a, licking the dick up
She sucking-a, licking that ass up
She sucking-a, licking the nut cause that ho is a slut
Let me stick my nuts on your tonsils
And work it up and let me shoot it in your nostrils
And let me stick my dick on your tonsils
And work it up and let me shoot it in your nostrils
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Pimp Daddy]
Dick sucking ain't nothing but a habit
And to the gangsta-ass niggas gotta have it
And dick sucking ain't nothing but a habit
And to the gangsta-ass niggas gotta have it
I say she suck, lick, suck, lick, suck, lick
A nigga dick, you old dog-ass bitch
Sucking and licking and sucking and licking and sucking a nigga
A nigga dick, you old dog-ass bitch
Slide and bring your back up
And let's fuck and let's fuck and you suck
I say slide and bring your back up
And let's fuck and let's fuck and you suck
I say slide and toss over
And let me hit you in your ass like Roper
I say slide and toss over
And let me hit you in your ass like Roper
I say slide and toss over
And let me hit you in your ass like Roper
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Lil Slim]
Shake that ass like a salt shaker
And don't let a dog stank ho break ya
These bitches in the world trying to shake me
But I'm Lil Slim, bitch -- you can't break me
So let me wax that ass and let me tax that ass
Because a bloody-ass bitch can't get no cash
You can shake biggity-bounce, shake biggity-bounce bitch, uh
I'll give you this dick
So where they at, where they at
Jimmy hat, jimmy hat
Let me hit them from the back cause I ain't eating no cat
If a bitch pussy sweat, I'll let my dick flex, bitch
These hoes mean you gotta protect it
Shakety-shakety-shake it, shake it like a salt shaker
And don't let a dog stank ho break ya
[Hook]
[Verse 4: Lil Slim]
Slide, and giddy-yup giddy-yup
These dog-ass hoes need to suck a nigga nut
Slide, and giddy-yup giddy-yup
These dog-ass hoes need to suck a nigga nut
[Verse 5: B-32]
I say slide and get your mind right
Cause I ain't staying by your house and fucking all night
Say slide or get your mind right
Cause I ain't staying by your house and I ain't fucking all night
Giddy-yup giddy-yup giddy-yup
You dog bitch, go catch a quick nut
A giddy-yup giddy-yup giddy-yup
You dog bitch, go catch a quick nut
I say slide and giddy-yup giddy-yup
Say slide, won't you catch a quick nut
Say slide and giddy-yup giddy-yup
Say slide, go catch a quick nut
[Hook]
[Outro: Lil Slim]
Tec-9, he like his dick sucked
To Lil Slim it ain't nothing but a quick nut
Heavy Boy, he like his dick sucked
To PxMxWx it ain't nothing but a quick nut
Sugar Slim, he like his dick sucked
To B-32 it ain't nothing but a quick nut
Pimp Daddy, he like his dick sucked
To Lil Ya it ain't nothing but a quick nut
Yella Boy, he like his dick sucked
To Kilo G it ain't nothing but a quick nut
Now let's get back on to the last part of bussiness
There is only one word for that, loyalty
Don't forget everybodys gotta be loyal
That's how the bussiness started
That's how everybody got togeether
That's how they got all these fancy cars boats n this n that
We lost couple of guys along the way
But we still strong because of the loyalty that we have, the trust
That's how we stood all these years
So don't forget loyalty
Money... all the money in the world can't buy loyalty
That's something that comes from your heart
Don't forget that
Don't ever forget your roots
Yeah, hustla
I got the brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right nah
I got the brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right money right
The pots hot as the rock expands
It's the paper chasin' man on the clock like hands
Grindin' like teeth, get money like heat
Cliff Hukstable keep it comin' like Keith
Gotta make last forever for worse or for better
Gotta make it past the devil so guns I got several
And everybody plays, the fool says Aaron Nevelle
But I just play to win holler back like heavy metal
Smellin' like pedals from a rose so they ***
My breads buildin' bagels and legos
When I rose they froze, trust me for the pesos
I'm an A hole AK holes
Think face blow and understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode
I will hold court until the case closed
Brown bag ***
I got the brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right nah
I got the brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right money right
Young new investment ain't no turnin' me back
Had the rubber band stacks in the button king sack
And I ain't never goin' back, sike I love the life
Standin' under the street lights tryin' to get off that white
At a reasonable price nah, I ain't tryin' to bargain wit you
You *** hatin' well, I guess they gonna be starvin' wit you
I got 2 jobs, I sell and I cop ***
Like father like son well, I was adopted
I told the Birdman, stunna give me a chance
And I don't even wanna tell you what I did with my advance
'Cause I'm only a man, I had to feed my fam'
Takin' that hood *** and copped about 24 grams
Man, I guess it is what it is, it was what it was
Before the rap game, I was sellin' drugs
Either way I'm six figures before my first record
I'll stunt y'all, don't respect my my work habits, I'm a hustla
I got the brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right nah
I got the brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right money right
From an eight to a quarter, from a half to a brick
From an 0 to the ozies, that how I'm hood rich
And murder was the case got me emptyin' lot of clips
Stunna hollerin' Birdman, *** right back in this ***
Third world throw the you up, I'm rollin' in the whip
With this money on my mind, gotta hustla and to lift
Them high rise dealin' me and youngin' on some ***
Breaking bread, choppin' millions 'cause a *** ain't ***
Told as a youngin' how to roll with the chopper
If money on your block for the money I'ma pop ya
*** wanna hate but they money wouldn't stop us
From ridin' fly whips now they *** out jockin'
We stunnin' while ya hating **, stunna is what made you **
I hear you poppin' *** but the Birdman raised you ***
Birdman got an army, Birdman got a navy
And Cash Money can't save ya
I got the brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right nah
I got the brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no more
