Birdman, birdmen or bird people are terms applied to people with avian characteristics. The terms may also apply to:
Michael John Douglas (born September 5, 1951), better known by the stage name Michael Keaton, is an American actor known for his early comedic roles, most notably his performance as the title character of Tim Burton's Beetlejuice (1988). Keaton is also famous for his dramatic portrayal of Bruce Wayne/Batman in Tim Burton's Batman (1989) and Batman Returns (1992). He has since appeared in various other films, including Pixar's Cars (2006) and Toy Story 3 (2010).
Keaton, the youngest of seven children, was born in Coraopolis, Pennsylvania, and lived in Robinson Township, Allegheny County, Pennsylvania. His father, George A. Douglas, worked as a civil engineer and surveyor, and his mother, Leona Elizabeth (née Loftus), a homemaker, came from a Scots-Irish community in McKees Rocks, Pennsylvania. Keaton was raised in a large Catholic family and attended Montour High School in Pennsylvania. He studied speech for two years at Kent State before dropping out and moving to Pittsburgh.
An unsuccessful attempt at comedy led Keaton to working as a TV cameraman at public television station WQED (TV) in Pittsburgh. Keaton first appeared on TV in the Pittsburgh-based public television programs, including "Where the Heart Is" and Mister Rogers' Neighborhood (1975), as one of the "Flying Zucchini Brothers." He also served as a full-time production assistant on the show. (In 2004, following Fred Rogers' death, Keaton hosted the PBS memorial tribute program, Fred Rogers: Everybody's Favorite Neighbor.) Keaton also worked as an actor in Pittsburgh theatre; he played the role of Rick in the Pittsburgh premiere of David Rabe's Sticks and Bones with the Pittsburgh Poor Players.
Not to be confused with Nicholas Jackson
John Joseph "Jack" Nicholson (born April 22, 1937) is an American actor, film director, producer and writer. He is renowned for his often dark portrayals of neurotic characters. His twelve Oscar nominations make him the second most nominated actor of all time, behind only Meryl Streep, and tied with Katharine Hepburn.
Nicholson has been nominated for an Academy Award twelve times and has won the Academy Award for Best Actor twice: for One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and for As Good as It Gets. He also won the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for the 1983 film Terms of Endearment. He is tied with Walter Brennan for most acting wins by a male actor (three). Nicholson is well known for playing villainous roles such as Jack Torrance in The Shining, Frank Costello in The Departed, and the Joker in 1989's Batman, among many other roles.
Nicholson is one of only two actors who have been nominated for an Academy Award for acting in every decade from the 1960s to 2000s; the other is Michael Caine. He has won seven Golden Globe Awards, and received a Kennedy Center Honor in 2001. In 1994, he became one of the youngest actors to be awarded the American Film Institute's Life Achievement Award. Notable films in which he has starred include Easy Rider, Five Easy Pieces, Chinatown, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, The Passenger, The Shining, Reds, Terms of Endearment, Batman, A Few Good Men, As Good as It Gets, About Schmidt, The Departed and Anger Management .
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr. (born September 27, 1982), better known by his stage name Lil Wayne, is an American rapper. At the age of nine, Lil Wayne joined Cash Money Records as the youngest member of the label, and half of the duo, The B.G.'z, with B.G.. In 1997, Lil Wayne joined the group Hot Boys, which also included rappers Juvenile, B.G., and Young Turk. Hot Boys debuted with Get It How U Live! that year. Lil Wayne gained most of his success with the group's major selling album Guerrilla Warfare, released in 1999. Also in 1999, Lil Wayne released his Platinum debut album Tha Block Is Hot, selling over one million copies in the U.S.
Although his next two albums Lights Out (2000) and 500 Degreez (2002) were not as successful (only reaching Gold status), Lil Wayne reached higher popularity in 2004 with Tha Carter, which included the single "Go D.J." Wayne also appeared on the Destiny's Child top ten single "Soldier" that year. In 2005, the sequel to Tha Carter, Tha Carter II, was released. In 2006 and 2007, Lil Wayne released several mixtapes and appeared on several popular rap and R&B singles. His most successful album, Tha Carter III, was released in 2008 and sold over 1 million copies in the U.S. its first week of release. It included the number-one single "Lollipop" featuring Static Major. It also includes the singles "A Milli" and "Got Money" featuring T-Pain and won the Grammy Award for Best Rap Album.
Onika Tanya Maraj (born December 8, 1982), known by her stage name Nicki Minaj ( /mɪˈnɑːʒ/), is a Trinidadian-born American rapper and singer-songwriter. She was born in Saint James, Trinidad and Tobago and when she was 5 years of age she moved to the New York City borough of Queens, where she grew up.
After releasing three mixtapes between 2007 and 2009 and being signed to Young Money Entertainment in August 2009, Minaj released her debut album, Pink Friday, in November 2010. It quickly became a commercial success, peaking at number one on the U.S. Billboard 200 and being certified Platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) a month after its release. She became the first female solo artist to have seven singles on the Billboard Hot 100 at the same time. Her second single, "Your Love", reached number 1 on the Billboard Hot Rap Songs chart, making Minaj the first female artist to top the chart unaccompanied since 2002. She also became the first female artist to be included on MTV's Annual Hottest MC List. Minaj was named the 2011 Rising Star by Billboard. Her second studio album, Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded was released on April 3, 2012.
One Man, One Wife, One Daughter, One Home, He'll Defend What's His, At Any Cost...
Be Petrified... Be Very, Very Petrified...
Life's a game... And then you die...
Plot
"She runs hot. She moves fast. She's one hell of a ride". VICKI is a loving, comedic homage to John Carpenter's truly underrated 'Christine,' adapted from the novel by Stephen King. It's also a stand-alone tribute to American 80s horror in general.
She runs hot. She moves fast. She's one hell of a ride.
Plot
A film festival experience as seen through the eyes of actor Andy Bowles and his team of red carpet anchors as they cover a 10 day celebrity filled event. Featuring such stars as Dennis Quaid, Peter Fonda, Larry Hagman, Summer Glau, Barry Corbin, G.W. Bailey, Judy Reyes, Glenn Morshower, Morgan Spurlock, Buck Taylor and many many more.
A Film Festival Experience
Birdman: He's Bruce Lee... in a chicken form.
Peter Guzzino: It's rock and roll ma', it's not African music, it was born here in America!
Plot
In a town near Austin, Bliss Cavendar's strong-willed mom believes Bliss, at 17, can win pageants - the key to a happy life. Bliss isn't the beauty pageant type: she's shy, quiet, and has just one friend, Pash, her fellow waitress at a diner. Things change for Bliss when she discovers a women's roller derby league in Austin, tries out, proves to be whip fast, and makes a team. Now she needs to become someone tough on the rink, keep her parents from finding out where she goes twice a week, and do something about a first crush, on a musician she meets at the derby. Meanwhile, mom still sees Bliss as Miss Bluebonnet. Things are on a collision course; will everyone get banged up?
Keywords: animal-sign, arrest, athlete, athletics, austin-texas, band, barbecue-restaurant, based-on-book, based-on-novel, bathroom
Be Your Own Hero
She's the hottest thing on eight wheels.
[Bliss is waiting on a table occupied by Corbi, Colby and their friends]::Colby: What's the name of that thing that if I eat it real fast, it's free?::Bliss Cavendar: That's the Squealer. You have to eat it in three minutes or less.::Colby: [ponders briefly] Yeah. You bring me a Squealer. And I don't mean Corbi.::[Colby laughs and grabs Corbi in a groping hug, and Corbi mock-squeals loudly]
Earl Cavender: I like smart girls. That's why I married your mama. Well, that and I knocked her up.
Smashley Simpson, Bloody Holly, Malice in Wonderland, Rosa Sparks, Dinah Might: We're number two! We're number two!::Razor: You guys came in second out of two teams.::Smashley Simpson, Bloody Holly, Malice in Wonderland, Rosa Sparks, Dinah Might: Whoo!::Razor: Yeah, let's celebrate mediocrity! That's fantastic.
Pash: [On going to Austin, TX alone] But you don't have the balls.::Bliss Cavendar: I can grow the balls...
Bliss Cavendar: I'm gonna puke!
Bliss Cavendar: We deserve better villains.
Bliss Cavendar: Screw you and your grandmother's Chevy Celebrity!
Iron Maven: Nice jump, Evel Knievel.::Bliss Cavendar: Thanks. Maybe I'll teach it to you some time.::Iron Maven: [a little surprised] Really?::Bliss Cavendar: Yeah.::Iron Maven: [smiles] Okay.
'Hot Tub' Johnny Rocket: Hey. Black Widows, my spidey senses are tingling. About to make a sequel in my pants::Eva Destruction: Yeah? Spider-Man 3 1/2?::'Hot Tub' Johnny Rocket: Yeah, it is 3 1/2 inches. Wide.::[trombone noises]::'Hot Tub' Johnny Rocket: Air trombone, yeah.
Brooke Cavendar: I'm supposed to buy you shoes from a... a head shop? Does that really strike you as responsible parenting?::Bliss Cavendar: Fine, the shoes are a gateway drug.
Plot
A boy awakes, imprisoned in a hospital without a name or memory. He is immediately attacked and discovers to his surprise that he has incredible telekinetic powers. A girl, her psychic voice calling for help inside his head, sends him on a adventure to save her: And by saving her, he will save all humanity.
Keywords: character-name-in-title
man. machine. menace
Rion Steiner: You killed my parents!
Plot
It is the year Future Century 60 and most of humanity has migrated to orbiting space colonies, leaving behind the polluted Earth. To prevent war, the colonies came up with the tournament known as the Gundam Fight. Every country builds a Gundam and sends it to Earth. These Gundams fight each other, using the entire planet as the ring, for eleven months until the finals begin in the country that won the last Gundam Fight. Whichever country is ultimately victorious will control the entire world for four years. This year, Neo Japan has sent Domon Kasshu with the Shining Gundam in hopes of winning the 13th Gundam Fight. However, Domon, and his assistant, Rain Mikamura, have more to worry about than winning the Gundam Fight. They have a concurrent mission, to confront and destroy the stolen Devil Gundam...
Keywords: anime
Domon: This hand of mine is burning red! Its loud roar tells me to grasp victory! Erupting... God... FINGER!
Domon: The School of the Undefeated of the East! Ultimate Secret Technique! SEKIHA TENKYOUKEN!
Domon: This hand of mine glows with an awesome power! It's loud roar tells me to defeat you! Take this! My love! My anger! And all of my sorrow! Erupting... burning... FINGER!
Plot
Members of the Grave Diggers Motorcycle Club are being knocked off one by one, and someone needs to find out why! Sandy Harbutts timeless Australian cult film about a bunch of regegades riding Kawasaki 900s.
Keywords: australia, biker, blood, character-name-in-title, death, decapitation, female-frontal-nudity, female-nudity, gang-war, hitman
Get with Stone.
Take The Trip [Austalia one sheet]
Before Mad Max There Was STONE
[Walking into a bar]::Stone: D'ya sell beer here?
[at the funeral of Go Down]::Undertaker: OK, Go Down, you got it; but believe me, whoever got you is goin' ta get got too; and that's a promise.
Undertaker: We'll do what we fuckin like. We're not going to hang round getting knocked off one by one while you smartarse bastards do your investigation routine.
Plot
A WWII tale of romance that begins during New Orlean's "Mardi Gras" celebration when a soldier and a girl meet and fall in love. He asks her to marry him but she decides to wait until his next leave. He is sent overseas and she does not receive his letter and feels abandoned, but she does find out she is pregnant. She gives the child to her married sister and does not see her child again for three years. She returns to her sister's home to reclaim the child, and the soldier, who has been searching for her, also turns up. The sister is not interested in giving up the child.
Keywords: based-on-novel, sister
There are two ways a woman can love...IN GLORY and IN DESPAIR! These sisters knew them both!
[Intro:]
This my 9 to 5
Still livin all that I like
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
[Lil Kim:]
I grind all day gettin money
Damn it take all day to count the money
I'm in the freezer neck full of iceicles
I'm a dime you other chickas need a nickel
Who that in the phantom (kimmy!)
Or maybe in that mazarati or that S1-50
Or in that bulgatti you can't f**k with me
I do this for my niggas on the grind
And never be another me
What you out your mind
I get it poppin when it's money on the line
Damn I dropped the house on my wrist for the shine
Lambouton fendi dior all the time
I snitched in the louis store yea I dropped the dime
Got baby and big daddy slim on the line
The way that we ball I'm sayin is a crime
But we don't really care I continue gettin mine
Cause this my 9 to 5
[Chorus:]
All day
This my 9 to 5
Still livin all that I like
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
[x2]
[Birdman:]
Back on my stunna sh*t
Flyer with a extra clip
Flyer in the new whip
Ball hard the matchin whip
Keep my shorty with me sh*t
Make sure she flip that sh*t
Ride around deliver sh*t
Get some of this money sh*t
Hustle all the time and she shine when we hit the b*tch
Ball ever night in the club like we do this sh*t
Uptown soldier know how I roller
Brought a tour overseas now she all over
Hurricane hit that b*tch
Now we had to do that sh*t
Bounce right back in my hood with some new sh*t
Everyday sunshine keep my tool all the time
Blowin out the pound everyday the money on the grind
[Chorus:]
All day
This my 9 to 5
Still livin all that I like
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
[x2]
[Nicki Minaj:]
Ay yo
Innie mennie minnie moe
I'm pi-pi-pickin hoes
To pucker up and kiss my ass under the missle toe
Yes I am about my cake just call me animan
I keep a gentleman first nine benjamin
Don't mess with washington
Don't mess with abraham
Patty cake patty cake better get the bakers man
Frosted flakes is on my fingers fruity loops is on my wrist
Fruity pebble barbie pendant don't forget to ice my kiss
Now where my girls at
That stack money
That young money
That cash money
I work the red carpet you clean the red carpet
Go get your vaccum don't you get me started
[Chorus:]
All day
This my 9 to 5
Still livin all that I like
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
(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
[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
[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
[Birdman]
Yea,
Birdman, Always priceless,
Cash money, Young money,
New Money, Swagged out,
Uptown we in the buildinÂ’
[Kevin Rudolf - Chorus]
I Want it all,I Want it all,I Want it all,
I Want it all,I Want it all,I Want it all,
I Want it all,I Want it all,I Want it all,
[Birdman - Verse]
Ride fly always on chrome,
Birds fly count when we get home,
big money in da garbage can,
New money every time we land,
Big houses, new cars,
Uptown, third wall,
On the wall with platinum plaques,
In the club throwinÂ’ hundred stacks,
She fly, my kind, and i brought her inside,
She saw the marble floor, PoppinÂ’ bottles blowinÂ’ dro?
She like just how i live,
Private jets from Beverly Hills,
Hundred mills on da platinum floor,
Hundred mills my son can glow,
[Chorus]
[Lil Wayne]
I want the world,
You want the pussy,
I want the pearl,
I Want the life,
I want tonight,
My fruits are labor I want emÂ’ right,
ThatÂ’s right private flight,
Money get stacks to the highest height,
Better get your math and science right,
But I want the drama .. Guided light,
I-I-I want the height but I donÂ’t believe it,
I want it all but I know I donÂ’t need it,
Man, I just want whats cool,
And I want .. You!
[Chorus]
[Birdman - Verse 2]
Big diamond ring, Yea, yea,
Diamond face, hundred on 1 streak,
Everyday do it like its no sleep,
Round the way, choke cause we got heat,
Hundred gÂ’s on a chopper, new fleet,
No money never get no time,
Get money, stay on a n-gga mind,
Priceless strapped on a n-gga street,
Uptown YMCMB,
Gotta-get-it-f*ck-crime-get-money-all-da-time-gotta-know-bout-me,
Bird-man .. OG,
Harley Davis pull up to the sun shine,
Tattoos blood line on mines,
Billionaires thats what it bout n-gga,
Billionaires we get loud n-gga,
Yeah nigga, thats what it do, thats what it does
Thats what it is and what always was
You heard me, believe that
This what is hidden for homeboy
Take this one to the bank, nigga
And I can't fall for that, believe that
Bitch, I'm a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot a money
Bitch, I'm a stunna, rap hunna
(Yeah)
Is a mobeek
(Yeah)
With the money and power
Nigga, we don't move hoes, we move 'em home
Got the game from the G's, nigga, straight of the floor
Uptown nigga with a uptown soul
Flip a ice neat nigga drive a red rose
Hold up in the kitchen gotta heavy on the load
Hustle from the front straight to the back door
Money like trees flippin' these flees
Bitches all over 'cause they know we got cheese
Rife M.O.B that's how it'd be
Cook a whole G let him, let him fly on the street
Tall like a motherfucker condo on the beach
That's how we livin' with the datas on the seats
Bitch, I'm a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot a money
Bitch, I'm a stunna, rap hunna
(Yeah)
Is a mobeek
(Yeah)
With the money and power
We put the marble on the floor 'cause we shine condo
The niggas act like hoes we let them all go
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
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****)
Featuring: Lil' Wayne, Tyga
You know while your mother is cooking the macaroni today
I figured I'd sit down and talk to you since you're old enough
You know it's time that you really realize what this family is all about
'Cause about this time is when you're gonna be able to join in
And earn some real money and real cash
But before you do that, I wanna teach you a little bit about loyalty
The main name of this game is respect and loyalty
Family is a big thing
When we do this kind of business, everything is with respect
And when a family member gets outta line
And another family don't like it
One thing leads to another and the next thing you know, you're gone
And then you're just a memory of me, my heart's broke then
But you gotta remember, there's always family and loyalty
Loyalty is the main thing
Obviously you know I don't make my money
I don't make all my cash from goin' to work everyday
All these construction jobs we do and sanitation and private stuff
Is all from earned money through the family
And since you're of age now I think it's time I taught you
What coming into the family and respect is all about
So the first thing you gotta learn is the name respect
That means you don't cross nobody, you don't go over the line
Once you go over that line, there's no coming back
Whether you're a member of the family or not
That's when people get whacked
And we don't want nobody whacked in our family
So I gotta teach you the proper way of respect
When you're earning money, everybody earns
Everybody eats bread, it's all about cash money
That's what it's all about, making the money
So the first thing of business is this
You remember your name, you don't forget your roots
You never ever disrespect anyone that's above you
Especially your Capo, especially the big time guys
Those are the guys you listen to
You never ever disrespect anyone, unless you're told to
Unless you get the okay
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
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
B-tch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say,
Can't see you lil n-ggas, the money in the way,
B-tch I'm paid B-tch B-tcha I'm paid,
B-tch I'm paid B-tch B-tcha I'm paid,
B-tch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say,
B-tch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say,
B-tch I'm paid B-tch B-tcha I'm paid,
B-tch I'm paid B-tch B-tcha I'm paid,
[Verse 1: Birdman]
Hardbody cocaine flow dope game never wrote more cane,
More to gain more money not a choke smoke... cane,
More money blood Mary Jane,
Switchin ya lane doing thangs n-gga making change,
Fast like a hurry,
More money that I ever seen b-tch don't you worry,
That's how we breaded uptown soldier,
Never did 4 b-tch known how I roll her,
The Porsche came with candy,
The money on the line,
Hundred g's all the time,
N-gga pitch the sunshine,
4 dope Cartier old hoe still there,
So I brought her to the mall,
B-tch! shawty we don't care,
Ball til you fall, b-tch she be shinin' hard time,
Bought my b-tch a white mink and a matching benz 5,
Priceless in the Lambo, Hustlin with my ammo,
Shinin' like a diamond when I jump of out this Lambo,
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Birdman]
Jump through the lane, Nothing ever change,
Got more money so sh-t still the same,
More cane n-gga so we never did change,
Live through the cycle n-gga struggle for the fame,
Money came more so we hustle all the time,
More that we get N-gga more that we fly,
The sunshine came to the moon how we grind,
N-gga money now still flippin' all the time,
The motor change n-ggas so the watch with the meter,
Cartier face every time that I see her,
Chandelier lights to the prices of the dice,
Roll a hundred g's n-gga f-ck the same night,
Poppin Don P Red champagne,
Alize poppin more blowin air,
Draggin' that brown n-gga holdin uptown puttin' it down hold my crown got the game of the ground,
That's how we get it, more money on the island,
More money by da hour, More muscle with this power,
Climbin more fences, Higher than a light,
More money so bright, So we cash it that nite,
Why another million, Still another ticket,
Bought another lambo, bought another building,
Flossin all the time, Porsche, Benz, truck, every time I pull up,
Somethin new came up, Flossin with the ice,
N-gga priceless with the life, Give a f-ck about the price,
Do the same thing twice,
[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,
[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, 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
[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
[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.
(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.
(Drake)
I am on a 24 hour champagne diet
Spillin while im sippin
I encourage you to try it
Im probably just sayin that cause I dont have to buy it
The club owner supply it
Boy im on that fly sh-t
I am what everybody in my past dont want me to be
Guess what I made it
Im the muthaf-ckin man
I just want you to see come take a look
Get a load of this nigga
Quit frontin on me
Dont come around and try to gas me up
I like runnin on E
I,I,I,
Im on my disney sh-t goofy flow
On my records im captain hook and my new car is Rufio
D-mn
Where my roof just go
Im somebody that you should know
Get to shakin something cause thats what drama produced
Yes i make mistakes that I dont ever make excuses for
Like leavin girls that love me and constantly seducing
h-es
Im losing my thoughts I say d-mn
Where my roof go
Top slipped off like Janet at the super bowl,
I got em
(Chorus)
They cant help it, and I cant blame em
Since I got famous but b-tch I got money blow
Im gettin it in, lettin these bills fall
All over your skin
I got money to blow oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I got money to blow oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
(Birdman)
Richer than the richest
We certified gettin it CM YM Cash Money business
Higher than the ceiling fly like a birdhit the Gucci
store
And later get served
We smoked out with no roof on it
Them people passin so we smash on em
Ballin out we keep the cash on deck
Lamborghini and the Bentleys on the V set
Louie lens iced out with the black diamonds
Car of the year Ferrari the new spider
No lie im higher than I ever been
Born rich uptown born to win
Fully loaded automatic 6 Benz
Candy paint foreign lights with my b-tch in
Born hustlin too big nigga to size me up
Cant stop me more money burn em up
(Chorus)
They cant help it, and I cant blame em
Since I got famous but b-tch I got money to blow
Im gettin it in lettin these bills fall
All over your skin
I got money to blow oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
I got money to blow oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
(Weezy)
When I get paid every 24 hours money and the power
Come to VIP and get a champagne shower
I dont have to worry because everything ours,
And I got a big bouquet of Mary Janes flowers
That kush I promise thats my dude
But we dont smoke that Reggie Bush
And im with two women make you take a second look
We poppin like champagne bottles but we never shook
And we gon be alright if we put Drake on every hook
(Chorus)
They cant help it, and I cant blame em
Since I got famous but b-tch I got money to blow
Im gettin it in lettin these billsfall
All over your skin
I got money to blow oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
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
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
I am the Birdman, and I'm the J.R.
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,
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.
[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.
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,
[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
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.
[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
[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
[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
[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
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)
{Birdman (Lil Wayne)}
Yeah, ya understand me nigga, fully loaded wit it, to the sky wit it (We done it baby) best believe that homeboy (c mon) you know nigga
{Lil Wayne chorus}
And we gon grind I say we gon grind, I say we gon grind, and we gon Grind, I say we gon grind, I say we gon grind, Im grindin yall.
{Birdman verse 1}
Fuck it we gon get it homie, pop it and split it homie, live it and Hustled homie, grind til we billions homie, mo money new lens, mo Money new Benz, mo money two twins, what we totin homie?, got it From the bottom, raised to the top wit it, hundred mill rock wit
Yeah, like father like son
[Incomprehensible]
I smell murder, you know, Birdman
[Incomprehensible] and I got him
Look, young desperado, straight out the grotto
I'm so bad, my shadow chooses not to follow
Little n**** but see me as a f***** rhino
Lil' Weezy hit this b**** like Rocky Marciano
It's a drought ain't it? How the f*** would I know?
N**** I been gettin' my share in like Sonny Bono
I ran the streets, check my bio
I started high with two O's just like Ohio
I'm f***** nuts, cashews
But I'm so DC like fat shoes
I skate away, like later dudes
Never get caught baby I'm mashed potato smooth
And just when it stopped, I made it move
Respect me n**** I'm a dog, no Asian food
I wet up the party so have a bathin' suit
And daisy dukes you, b**** *** ***
Keep talkin' that s*** that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta s***
My n****, keep talkin' that s*** that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta s***
My n**** 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don'tcha forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that, fall back
Oh, *** must want Joey to lean on 'em
Flash the binky splash his dreams on 'em
Let 'em sleep on it, it's nothin' to crack
Lay the murder game down back to hustlin' packs
Yeah, Weezy homie's got yo' back whether raps or macks
Either way they both spit like brat
***, them muhf***** is broke like them levies
And we done sold so much dope ain't shit you tell me
N****, how you want it high coke or dog food
My s***'ll have you runnin' naked like an old school
And yeah we 'bout it, 'bout it and you ain't ridin' on me
Unless ya got a whole f***** suicidal warmin'
And I'm a rider homie and you can find it on me
That 40 cal'll get you certain b**** [Incomprehensible]
This shit is funny to me
All these n****** frontin' war but they runnin' from me, crack
My n**** keep talkin' that s*** that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta s**
My n****, keep talkin' that s*** that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta s***
My n**** 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And don'tcha forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that
You ain't never been about all that, fall back, yeah ***
I had 'em as lil' n****** raised 'em 'round real n******
Poppin' bottles f***** with them *** ***
Made money to the ceilin' me and my young ***
Chillin' I'm in the streets hustlin', gettin' money ***
Changed all my new shoes, n**** got some new tools
N**** got some mo' jewels we was gettin' money
And ain't nothin' ever changed, still doin' the thang
Still gettin' money, still spendin' change
We hustlin' from Sunday to Sunday
And we grindin' everyday like the money ain't comin'
N****, yeah, we ridin' wood grains and minks
Got the dope in the hummer cold case for that thang
I hate the law for what they done did they broke in n****** cribs
Wish I woulda caught 'em I'dda split they f***** wig
3rd Ward let me claim my fame
I put it down uptown I'ma do my thang believe dat
My n*** keep talkin' that s*** that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta s***
My n****, keep talkin' that s*** that you talkin'
And we gon' have to get into some gangsta s***
My n**** 'cause you ain't really even 'bout all that
You ain't really even 'bout all that
And you don'tcha forget, I know ya, you ain't 'bout all that
Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy
Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family
Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy
Rest in peace to my cause, money is the love
Disrespect me bitches, it's murder up in bloods
Rest in peace to my homies in the pen
Ain't comin' home and that they can't win
My homie momma died he was 5
Brought him to the street life taught 'em to survive
Block was his daddy, tatts in the caddy now
Blowin' on that gonja lil' homie had to have it huh
Full of that aroma, gun alone taught 'em the corner
Nigga life in the streets homie up in the mornin'
See we G's fuckin' with these flees
Work in they house and you know we got to eat
Youngster wanna be a gangster like me
I let 'em all see so they know how it be
Streets is a motherfucker game of life
Playin' the hard part of it is livin' it twice
Fresh with the money now, cruisin' in the Lambo
Time to change hoe but money still the same though
Bitches with the murder, murder with the bitches
Homies in my hood nigga trippin' 'bout they riches
Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy
Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family
Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy
Rest in peace to my cause, money is the love
Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods
Rest in peace to my homies in the pen
Ain't comin' home and that they can't win
See my homie caught life, couldn't do it twice
He held court on the street that night
Nobody trippin' but the hood be flippin'
On the laws, fuck 'em out they jaws
Fuck 'em in they cars
You know my hood, we don't spare nothin' blood
You know my streets nigga fucked up in the mud
You know the cost when you playin' with the boss
Your life is lost when your playin' with boss
We in the club, showin' some hoes love
Nigga want trip but I keep his hoe hugged
He killed my homie nigga but he didn't kill his family though
I'ma real nigga so I'm ridin' for his family hoe
Got to get the cheese flippin' these B's
Fuckin' with these hoes, burn a few G's
Playin' the game right while up in these buildings
Tryin' to be the next billion
Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy
Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family
Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy
Rest in peace to my cause, money is the love
Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods
Rest in peace to my homies in the pen
Ain't comin' home and that they can't win
So I roll with my heater, ridin' with my heater
Never leave my bitch, call her millimeter
Cruise with my hoe on the road with my hoe
Nigga hustle with my hoe, nigga fuck with my hoe
Never leave my bitch she hard core rich
Purely white top nigga, ain't hit quick
16 nigga better yet banana clip
Gotta brother names chopper nigga break down bricks
45 snub met his whole blood
2, 2, 6 nigga that uptown plug
Flippin' through the curb, gave the homie word
Penitentiary chance when fuckin' with them birds
Back to my block though, millions won't stop hoe
From the bottom to the top with this cash flow
I'm in my caddy bitch, livin' lavish bitch
Livin' with the homie nigga quick to grab my shit
Rest in peace to my momma, rest in peace to my daddy
Rest in peace to my homie, rest in peace to my family
Rest in peace to my D boy, my OG boy, told me be a B boy
Rest in peace to my cause, money is the love
Disrespect me bitches its murder up in bloods
Rest in peace to my homies in the pen
(Intro)
I know I might say YMCMB a lot
It's cuz I love my squad
Shout to that we the base music
Play to Ace Hood
Guess what, YMCMB
(Verse)
Ok now God that's above, the only man who can judge
Flip a brick to a Benz, never reveal who the plug
Over money I know some youngins who turn on they blood
Them niggas bitches just digging bitches, that's rule number 1
I ain't never gonna turn on my niggas, I put that shit on my sister
Keep that ho in that ride, and I'm talkin about my lil pistol
That's cause streets hella cold, most of my friends turned to foes
Some of these niggas are bitches, most of these women be hoes
But I just stay on my grizzle, fuck we get money niggas
Most these pussies just talk it, I really know me some killas
Don't even go there, don't even go there
Know some my niggas late but felons boy don't make me go there
I halla fuck a man, that pussy should you stand for
These people hate that I done made it, what you mad fo?
I'm doin me, my true jeans is for the cash flow
And that real nigga shit the only thing I stand on
I'm out of my mind, I'm going too hard it on the dash board
My whips are foreign, it's a must I keep my passport
My choppa gold, I mean that Trinidad James ho
In 20 Jesus pieces, bury me with chains on
Pussy!
(Interlude)
Shout to that boy stunna
Shout to that boy George Dukes
Shout to my nigga Wayne
Mack Maine I see you
(Verse)
Ok now 2 Jesus pieces, runnin these streets on my loafers
Every day I'mma hustle, I gotta meet my new quota
Rest in peace all my niggas, I'm tryna find me some closure
Niggas ain't who they say they are, it's bout time I expose em
Fresh and I'm in that new Lotus, about to flake like a goalie
Killin these niggas I promise, just wanted to send my condolence
Better know we ouchea, yea boy we ouchea
And it ain't no lines and no new couches, I'm paper countin
Them cowards pilin, take a trip overseas then come back and buy me a Beamer
Tippin toe on my 40's, that's a new ballerina
Only eat up the pussy if it smell Aqua Fina
Came from shit in a trunk, that just might clear out arenas
I'm talkin Starvation 2, the beast is back in the booth
I got that shit off the muscle, I'm only preachin the truth
I fay the Lord every morning, I'm not that boy on the corner
Got a crib big as Walmart and ho I'm the owner
(Outro)
Toe tag nigga
Ace Hood
Trials And Tribulations the new album 2013 nigga
We the hottest, we the bidness nigga
We the niggas, you feel me?
We got too much money to be fuckin around wit yall niggas
We the best
See sometimes you gotta understand
YMCMB
We don't personally have to come see you
Fuck it, we will have somebody personally to come see you
[Intro-Birdman]
Su woo
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm from the south, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
Y'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
Y'all die, we all ride
Ey pussy nigga you know you ain'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 don'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
Blowin' out the pound, come from uptown
Banana clips a hundred rounds, blaaa!
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm from the south, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
Y'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
Y'all die, we all ride
Ey pussy nigga you know you ain't from the south
[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Careful with the swanga
Come and true banging
Kill another kurb nigga hustling but ain'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 I'm from the south, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
Y'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
Y'all die, we all ride
Ey pussy nigga you know you ain'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 that'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
That's how we do it bitch stuntin' 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, blowin' rocking jewels
Fuck it we cool
Nigga out of line so we chopped him out his shoes 100
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Bitch I'm from the south, the south side
We all ride, and when we catch a outsider, outside
Y'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
Y'all die, we all ride
Ey pussy nigga you know you ain't from the south
[Outro - Birdman]
Ya just know it's like you candy paint nigga
We don't play with these pussies
Big money shit, global with it ya know
Yeah bitch, born rich neighborhood superstar
[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
100
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
Now hurry up and buy
[Man talking]
Ok, we got the Birdman in the building (the birdman)
We got Killa in the building (yeah)
We got Young Weezy in the building (Weezy)
[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
Nigga it's, B-M, J-R, Weezy baby
Tryna see him, naw, he need to even eighty (shut yo chips up)
And, I ain't speakin G's, I'm talkin M
And I'm walkin like a pimp in (piiiiiimp) them all street tims
Man shorty got more green than a Boston Gems
Green (?), they don't cost in rims
Wayne appear, nigga put a walls in ya ear
Let ya know a f**kin boss up in here
How much it cost for this here?
How much it cost for this year?
'cause Me and Stunna bout to buy it
Put yo spoons down, Cash Money off the diet
I pass in a ride on triot, that's traze
But those who was in the days when the teachers was on that pay
I'm raise in the cajun cage, with a bit of amazing grace
And prone to move coke at a amazing pace
Man my daddy super Dave, let's race it
Real not have me, B I'ma win it, I'm a champ
[Chorus: TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
(Somebody tell me what's crackin before)
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin me
Ghetto, ghetto, Ghetto Life
[Verse 2: Baby]
Aye, aye, holla at me T-Keez, T-Keezy, Birdman, Birdman
See I ride in them shake (34's) when I'm pimpin these hoes (beyotch!)
It's just that, (TQ: Sunshine City!) when I'm smokin that dro
When it comes to this ice, real livin his life
Get moeny, pimpin hoes, with these ghetto type
Nigga check the background, I got O.G. stripe
Just a hoodrich nigga flippin birds on a bike
Not survive in this world with guns, pahs, and knifes
Pour out, a lil' liquor, mami lost her life
All my niggas in the penitentiary holdin that life
See I'm stunnin for my niggas with this chromed out pipes
This swish interry foreign german lifes (beyotch)
And I keep this big toolie just protect my ice (holla at me nigga)
I act, a damn fool, when I'm full of that white (absolute beyotch)
But it's the Birdman daddy with these ghe-tto stripes
Ghe-tto hood (Uptown), Ghe-tto pipe (9 Millimeter)
Ghe-tto walk (yeah), With my ghe-tto life (Beyotch)
[Chorus: TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, I'm a Ghetto Life
[Verse 3: Cam'Ron]
Uh-huh, Diplomats, man listen
Ayyo the duck just born, I need seven more leaders
C-Five, Fo'-Fum, and a Seven-Fo' fever (what else)
Act up though I let the Fo' fever leave ya (leave ya)
Dice game, head crack, Six-Fo' fever (fever)
When I'm in L.A., I got Six-Fo' fever (fever)
Fever for the flava of a six-foot diva (let 'em know)
I told the po to feave her, I'm a bouty crook
Out to juuust, not a chef (?) know how to cook
With the piece stocks, cook up the rocks
Seventh Delenix is hot, I done cook up the block
Send glocks to ya block, out done cook up yo sspotss
That's how coke for that cook up his watch (what else though?)
I'm one of those, that will look up to Pac (why?)
'cause when I get pulled over, cook up the cops (damn, follow what)
All they say is, look at his drop (what else?)
Hand on my liscence, look at his watch (f**k em)
But, thug shit dogg, we down with Baby (baby)
We come through clownin baby (baby)
And if we, surrounded babies, ducktape the kids to the wall
Then shoot circle all around the baby, Killa!
[Chorus: TQ]
In the ghetto life, I'm a ghetto boooooy (ghetto booooooy)
Livin in the ghetto me, in the ghe-tto streeeeeets
I'm a ghetto life, any second dogg I can blow uuuuuup
For ghetto me, and you best to be watchin meeeee
Ghetto, ghetto, In a Ghetto Life
[Cam'Ron talking]
It's nothin man, Killa!
Diplomats, Cash Money
Baby, holla!
Jim Jones, Santana, what's good, Roc-a-Fella
(brrrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrr!)
[Man talking]
Birdman
Fly, to hood near you
Then they got 'em cheap (whoo!)
(Yeah, ya know, ya know)
Get that call out one more time
(brrrrrrrr-brrrrrrrrr!) 3x
[Hook - Lil Wayne]
Vroom on'a yamaha, chromed out 11 hunn'ed
What I'm doin, gettin money, what we doin, gettin money
What dey doin, hatin on us, but dey never cross
Cash Money still da company, en bitch I'm da boss
En I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I'm da, yung stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Yea bitch I'm paid, das all I gotta say
Cant see'ya lil niggas - da money's in da way
En, I'm sittin high, a gansta ride blades
If you aint gonna ride fly den you may as well hate, shit
I gotta eat. yea even though I ate.
En'no it aint my birthday but I got my name on da cake. shit
Believe dat en if ya mans wanna play
Imma fuck 'round en put da boy brains on da gate. hey
Pick 'em up, pop'em-let-em-lay
Where I'm from u see'a fuckin dead body er'yday
Das, uptown, throw a stack at 'em
Niggas talk about me, I'm th'owin' shots back at 'em (pop)
Ya bitch on my pipe, she-like a crack addict
If she saw me cookin' eggs, she thought I was back at it.
I grab da keys, hoe I gotta go
I got my motorcycle jacket en my motorcycle loafs
[Hook - Lil Wayne]
You ont know dat imma hot boy, chromed out 11 hunn'ed
What I'm doin, gettin money, what we doin, gettin' money
What dey doin, hatin on us, but dey never cross
Cash Money still da company, en bitch I'm da boss
En I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I'm da, yung stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Shorty... 98's, 45 paper plates
Tint da whole thang big money heavy weight
A hunn'd stacks, spend 50 on a caddy, 25 on da pinky
Bought a pound of blow en bounced back
Matchin grills, big houses on da hills
Got dem hoes in da kitchen all cookin, payin bills
I start to holler, dollar after dollar
Flippin' chickens gettin' tickets want da money en da power.
Born stunna, uptown hunter
3rd ward G nigga been about money
Ice chunky, birdman, redmonkeys,
White Tees on a chromed out 11 hundreds
Ya know we shine every summer, we grin' every summer
En dis is how we spend money
Ya see dem bentleys en dem lambs'
Dem ounces en dem grams, bitch, we was born hustlas
[Hook - Lil Wayne]
You ont know dat imma hot boy, chromed out 11 hunn'ed
What I'm doin, gettin money, what we doin, gettin money
What dey doin, hatin on us, but dey never cross
Cash Money still da company, en bitch I'm da boss
En I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I'm da, yung stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
(Lil Weezy)
Yea. When I was 16 I bought my first Mercedes Benz
I musta fuck'd a thousand bitches en her girlfriends
White leather, hot new pair'o rims,
Brand new pistol with a trigger like a hair pin
Big work, we dont need a scale man, big papers say
G'mornin to da mail man
What'cha know bout puttin bricks in da spare man,
I can stuff a coupe like a muthafucken caravan
I'm in my zone, my form is so rare man,
If theres a th'one, you lookin' at da chairm'n
How you want it, show me my opponent...
Show me my opponent
I'm still ballin, a bullet gotta get me... en
I neva been a pussy, cause my hood never let me
A Made nigga, got Made niggas wit me
I'mma motorcyle boy so I'm bout to pop a wheelie'
You ont know dat imma hot boy, chromed out 11 hunn'ed
What I'm doin, gettin money, what we doin, gettin money
What dey doin, hatin on us, but dey never cross
Cash Money still da company, en bitch I'm da boss
En I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I'm da, yung stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
You ont know dat imma hot boy out 11 hunn'ed
You ont know dat imma hot boyout 11 hunn'ed
You, you ont know dat imma hot boyout 11 hunn'ed
Cash Money still da company, en bitch I'm da boss
You ont know dat imma hot boychromed out 11 hunn'ed
You ont know dat imma hot boychromed out 11 hunn'ed
You, you ont know dat imma hot boychromed out 11 hunn'ed
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I bought my first key
Bought my bought my first key
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I bought my first key
Bought my bought my first key
Yeah, hustling on my city streets
Trying to get a whole key (i bought my frist key, my first key)
In '93 and we was getting 'em like for twenty five
Colombian connect, homey we was getting fly
We on the grind and our nuts got bigga
And every day we in the motherfucking hood our guns got bigga
Stunting on them niggas, getting money staying fly every day a nigga spending
Riding 25s and we blazing getting high, nigga showing off his ride
Crusing through the beach nigga rolling in them bimmers
Them people pull me over hating cause they can't see us
Know I got the money (laws won't leave me alone)
Now they acting funny cause they know a nigga strong
Money long and we coming
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I bought my first key
Bought my bought my first key
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
(cooked it up myself and started...)
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I bought my first key
Bought my bought my first key
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
(cooked it up myself and started...)
I ain't have to touch a piece of work since '94
I lost my daddy in '96 and started making moves
In '98 (I got a brand new Lexus coupe)
(now them laws won't leave me alone)
They pull me over, lock me up, I bail out on my own
I call my poppa on the phone, tell him cook up a zone
I leave a house with a pocket full of stones
Got them hoes slanging, hiding packs in they titties
Them small chest bitches gotta put it in they butt
(20s in them they can't fuck wit us)
I got so many hoes
(it's to the flow or I don't see, don't know)
(now they won't leave me alone)
Man I got so much dough
(it's to the flow or I don't see, don't know)
(now they won't leave me alone)
Weezy baby d boy
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I bought my first key
Bought my bought my first key
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
(cooked it up myself and started...)
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I bought my first key
Bought my bought my first key
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
(cooked it up myself and started...)
And I ain't touch a motherfucking key since '04
And that's the word that we serving, look that's all we know
Them niggas talkeyng shit but we the niggas wit the cash flo'
(i still smoke that weed, smoke that smoke that smoke that weed)
And I'm back on the beach and we blowing out the whole beat
My ak mack eleven represent the three
Gangsta like a motherfucker me and my homies
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I bought my first key
Bought my bought my first key
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
(cooked it up myself and started...)
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
I bought my first key
Bought my bought my first key
I bought my first key from my baby momma brother
x2: T-Pain]
Yeah (I got the shoes wit' the matchin' fit check)
Yeah (I got them jewels lookin' phat around my neck)
Yeah (Take a picture) Click click
(Take a picture) click click
(Check me out!) Yeah I know what I'm doin'
1: Rick Ross]
Started wit' a nick then I seen a hundred bricks
Started on a corner now a nigga 106
Heroin ain't quiet nah you can't quiet mine
I got the whole dirty south in line buyin' mine
You know I gotta shine you just bezzle yours
I Fifty-carat mine I'm fuckin' several whores
When you hear the (brrrr) you know I got the sack
'Cause when I hit the (brrrr) he always got the packs
M-I-Yayo I'm gettin' cake hoe
If you don't love Cash Money you can stay broke
Fifty on the chain twenty for the piece
A grand for the bitch the whip is not a lease
You know I'm stuntin' hard Phantom in the front yard
Put Ross on the front just to front hard
Cash Money money comin' on freight liners
Cash Money got me buyin' these great diamonds
x2: T-Pain]
2: Birdman]
We got the swine wit' the suede on top
The money keep a-comin' nigga peep the droptops
The white keep cookin' and the beige raw rock
And we flip the whole bird mama cookin' out the pots
Keep the tool in my hand 'cause we get it 'round the clock
Untangle few knots but we still flood the blocks
Them niggaz poppin' shit but they know we stay cocked
And if they ever play wit' me I'm gettin' another till dropped
250 on the grill spent the same on the watch
Them hoes see us winnin' so you know they gon' flock
I bought another island wit' them foreign head lights
I scored a hundred birds and they flew the same night
Them laws keep a-watchin' so we shinin' so bright
Got the tags on the windows and them brand new bikes
Big Money Heavyweight nigga that's my life
Neighborhood superstars got the candy on the whips and the bike nigga
x2: T-Pain]
3: Lil Wayne]
Started wit' some hubbers 12 years old
Maan I swear to God I was 12 years old
My mama didn't know and Stunna ain't know 'bout it
'Til the day I got shot they found some money in my pocket
Yeah... I know a nigga named Big Rufus that'll break ya off
Them niggaz runnin' up the terminal we takin' off
They say that money turn a model bitch into a dog
And I got a couple Eva Pigfords in my backyard
Nigga I mack hard bitch I'm a bad boy
Fuck a security guard I turn 'em into track stars
You know my name baby that's Weezy Fuckin' Baby
And if that nigga hatin' on ya then fuck him baby
I tell 'em fuck 'em girl
18 inch windows in my crib you'll see the whole world
Bitch what you tryna do? I haven't spent a check yet off Tha Carter 2
I am that fuckin' dude now who the fuck are you?
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday
We gon' party like it's yo birthday
We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday
And you know we don't give a fuck
It's not your birthday!
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs
When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club
Niggas heard I fuck with Dre, now they wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck
But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up
I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up
If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp
Been hit wit a few shells but I dont walk wit a limp
In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya im loco
And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold
I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind
I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind
Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow
Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
My flow, my show brought me the doe
That bought me all my fancy things
My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels
Look nigga I done came up and I ain't change.
And you should love it, way more then you hate it
Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it
I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life
You that faggot ass nigga trying to pull me back right?
When my junk get to pumpin in the club it's on
I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone
If the roof on fire, let the mother fucker burn
If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned
I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up
If the niggas hate then let 'em hate
Watch the money pile up
Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub
You know where we fucking be
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed
[Talking]
[Laughing] Don't try to act like you ain't know where we been either nigga
In the club all the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
You know what I'm sayin'
You know what I be like
Sometimes I just have to be that
Better you than me nigga
I would talk: what up K
Fuck 'em
You heard me
[Refrain:]
Gone get you head busta fuckin with the homies
Fuckin with my family nigga knows you been so phones
Gone get you head busta fuckin with my G's
Fuckin with my G's pussy niggas gone bleed
Nigga I'm a head busta yeah I'm a head busta
Nigga bust ya head mothafucker I'm a head busta
Yeah I'm a head busta I straight head busta
Empty on these clips only bitch give you some head busta
[Verse 1:]
Nigga mac in the 9 homey thats how I roll
Standin' on my throne nigga I call it home
Champs for the sim homey that's what we use
Knock 'en but the shoes get them pussies nigga blues
How price life get the whips and the jewels
Murder is a mothafucker last what we do
Go tem for stripes
Good with the two
Five star G
Never gone loose
On the other side it's just a up town thang
On another hit nigga bring a repain
Hit it while them slipping
Get em while them dipping
Call em in your car and they know we straight flipping
Bouncin' with the chicks keep tha nine on the hip
Lil may nigga and you know I run shit
Gotta get the money pain and the feuds
Pain what we ride pain make me do
[Refrain]
[Verse 2:]
Ya understand me home'
And your love on these streets nigga
I love it to hustle I love it to muscle
I love it to money
I know we gotta a lot of pain from these streets
It seems like there's no gang but
Money is the muscle on the streets but a dufle bag, garbage bag
Play with me nigga I'ma bust yo ass
Play with the family I won't see your whole family cry
Your whole family die and the nigga and I wonder why
Ride for soldiers ride fo' hustlers ride for them real
niggas with the muscle
Straight in the situation
Niggas got a problem homey
Nigga bein' beefin' homey
Nigga's being creepin on
Late them up nigga put 'em in a shit of bag
Put 'em in a body bag zip 'em with a toe tag
Sell 'em whole thang
Pull the champ for the tears
Pull the champ for the homies that's not here
[Refrain]
[Verse 3:]
(Yeah believe that)
Fallin' nigga 50 they came back with it
Give him all the game and he wouldn't go and get it
He gave the nigga 20 another nigga 10
And 5 came shot lil when he couldn't win
Lil when couldn't win cuz he fuckin' with the homey
Against a lil nigga and never been phoney
Callin' him in his whip now he couldn't slip
Callin' while he's slipping so you know he gotta flip
The other lil' nigga gave him 20 as a pounce
Told him hold it down and he run up-town
He came back with it but he gave the nigga 5
Nigga play with 'em and you know the nigga die
I gave the nigga 2 hundred on them thangs
He brought it all back nigga gave me all my chains
Brought 'em one back he play with the chains
Nigga don't play so me made those haters swain
Yeah nigga, we gotta fly mothafuckin' whip you hear me?
We pull up, you heard me?
Feelin' like them ho's gon' fuck your car huh?
(Let's go)
Pussy like paint, pussy wet candy
Bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy
Pussy like paint, pussy wet candy
Bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy
My ice so hot
(Hot)
Car so clean
(Clean)
Leather so soft, bitch, you know what I mean
My money so long, game so strong
Make the bitch, break the bitch, send the bitch home
See, I pull up in the Range, nigga gettin' this change
(Gettin' this change)
Bitches been watchin' me doin' my thing
Headin' to the jet, pull up in a vet
Bitches in foreign countries been waitin' on that 'X'
Pull up on another set, phone call 'bout sex
Baby girl, hittin' me up, tellin' me her pussy wet
Seein' me on a eleven hundred, uptown we stuntin'
Uptown rep hunter, uptown get money
Beach and a Harley, blowin' on the Marley
Baby givin' me brains like I just bought it
We ain't even trippin', money we flippin'
Bitches keep comin' and we keep dippin'
Pussy like paint, pussy wet candy
Bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy
Pussy like paint, pussy wet candy
Bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy
My ice so hot
(Hot)
Car so clean
(Clean)
Leather so soft, bitch, you know what I mean
My money so long, game so strong
Make the bitch, break the bitch, send the bitch home
See I pull up in the Phantom tryin' to just handle it
Bitches give me brains on the side while we handle it
I get the money and then we go to [unverified]
Goin' out of state nigga, doin' it in other [unverified] nigga
Kick it in the G4, know I had to let go
Right in her face, nigga doin' it so we got mo'
Landed it on the island that's what it is
Niggas poppin' off but I get it how I live
Got the club tonight so it's pussy wet candy
Left the bitch home so it's back out handlin'
Hoes all over, hoes all rover
Bitch know how we doin' it so the money's all over
Pussy like paint, pussy wet candy
Bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy
Pussy like paint, pussy wet candy
Bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy
My ice so hot
(Hot)
Car so clean
(Clean)
Leather so soft, bitch, you know what I mean
My money so long, game so strong, make the bitch
Break the bitch, send the bitch home
She's a nasty bitch nigga, a gansta ho
Love suckin' dick, homie, that's for sho'
Models with the power make it rain, make it shower
Model six foot with the money and the power
Fresh to death nigga, car so clean
Bitches wanna fuck my 400 machine
6 on the whip, 5 on the G4
5 on the lambo, 5 for my new ho
I ain't even trippin', spent a mil on the Bugatti
Two on the Spider nigga, I got her shit
Popped some bottles with the bitches
I ain't trippin' on these bitches
I be flippin' on these bitches
Pussy like paint, pussy wet candy
Bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy
Pussy like paint, pussy wet candy
Bitches wanna fuck my pussy wet candy
My ice so hot
(Hot)
Car so clean
(Clean)
Leather so soft, bitch, you know what I mean
My money so long, game so strong, make the bitch
[Mannie Fresh Talking]
Yo, This Fresh [echoes]
For you [echoes]
Bout to Freak, The Run D-M-C beat, Ya hoids?
Holla!
[Chorus (Baby yellin in the background)]
I ain't never had nothin (oh yeah), I'm tryna get somethin (believe that there)
And where they slang them thangs at, where yo ass duckin? (where you at nigga)
I ain't never had nothin (smell me bitch), I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my back (holla nigga, nigga) but I gotta keep duckin
(Mannie Freezy!)
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin (let's, get feezy)
And where they slang them thangs at, where yo ass duckin?
(Suga Slim never love me like stone me boy motherfucker)
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my back but I gotta keep duckin
[Verse 1]
I started from a rock, then move to a chip
Nowadays I'm the Birdman bitch
I ain't never had nothin that share the same dish
We jumped off, we share the same clip
We share the same clothes, whole block wore out shit
Ghetto fab, that ghetto shit
It's that, ghetto map with ghetto tip
You never touch nothin that belong for you slick
We never had nothin so we run for this shit
Breakin-in houses and sellin these bricks, and these
Public houses, it's goverment bullshit
Four and a half tryna cut well for our shit
They tearin down our project(gun pops)bust-yo-clips
Look in ya eyes, see nothin but bitch, when you
Look in my eyes, see these hardlife shit
We ain't never had nothin, I don't stunt till I die bitch!
[Chorus]
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
And where they slang them thangs at, where yo ass duckin?
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my back (aye, aye, aye, aye) but I gotta keep duckin
I ain't never had nothin (alright), I'm tryna get somethin (beyotch!)
And where they sell them thangs at (oh yeah), where yo ass duckin?
(Holla atcha boy nigga!)
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
With my people on my back but I gotta keep duckin
(Birdcall motherfucker!)
[Verse 2]
Nigga, we had tore down nights
Me and my brother had tore down bikes
Just his tore down life, nigga smoke and fight
Choke the pipe, youngstas bust for stripe
Ain't got new jewels, ain't got no life
Nigga, caught the blues when his part called lights
See I, been in yo shoes, lost memos on crews
And I, paid my deuce from scramblin blues
And I, laid my rules from cookin these fools
And these, fucked up time in seventy-two's
And I, learned to grind in eighty-two's
And I, learned to shine in ninety-two's
And I (gun pops), bust my nine in twenty-o-two
Now tell me what the fuck I'm suppose to do
I'ma ball like a dogg, so nigga fuck you!
You ever crossed my line, you know what I'ma do bitch
[Chorus]
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
And where they slang them thangs at, where yo ass duckin?
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my back but I gotta keep duckin
I ain't never had nothin (oh yeah), I'm tryna get somethin (beyotch!)
And where they slang them thangs at(holla atcha boy), where yo ass duckin?
(ha, it's our world baby, promise sucka)
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my back but I gotta keep duckin
(aye, aye)
[Verse 3]
We walk up to bread, no meat, marinade (Fuck!)
The whole block share a dozen our eggs
The whole hood had one nigga was craze
Mom smoked that shit she had to pay
Old folks know lil' one was bust his hage
Heroin, coke, and dope fuck with his head
Bout to flip the script come out today
Wild Tato, C-To, ball today
Hot cake see a fresh know how to play
Other side had my homie had to lay
Big Chief, real from the concrete streets
Nigga was on the labor and wanted to eat
Shit-a-never get better, love is merry
Tall house, survive and duck the inneries
Nice cars, clothes, pussy hoe, money and fame
Every motherfucker in here know my name
I was born then live y'all niggas (believe that bitch!) banned in
That's why I stunt so fuckin much
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
And where they slang them thangs at, where yo ass duckin?
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my back but I gotta keep duckin
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
And where they slang them thangs at, where yo ass duckin?
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get somethin
With them people on my back but I gotta keep duckin
[Mannie Fresh Talking]
This Fresh [echoes]
For you [echoes]
[Man Talking]
Yo this the real Magnolia, worldwide ya heard me?
I'm just chillin up in the studio with Mannie Fresh and the Birdman
Yo we goin out, ya heard me, with this great hit
Yo, I'm chillin with Seed and Stone, Bizzy
I'm thinkin about my boy Towe too
But Big G, R.I.P. man, we love you [echoes]
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead
I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
Reporting from kims kinda star
Holly, CO sem team kinda far
Ridin' through the city in a tonka toy
I got old money, coulda bought a dinosaur
Only ride Chevy, never drive a Ford
And my Coupe doors open like plaza doors
Yep, red thick women, eyes adore
I'm a hoe, you know that I'm a whore
Yep, cash money, cash money, monsta boys
Mafia bitch, even a cop's a boy
When you say you want beef then I got ya, boy
I'll just let the Big Mac whop ya, boy
See my dreads hanging like a, like a rasta boy
But with my rasta in I'll turn into mufasa boy
We run up in ya casa, boy and blast off like NASA boy
I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
Cash money, c-c-cash money
I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead
Cash money is army, nigga, better know its gravy
If you ever fuck with youngin', if you ever fuck with baby
Shit gon' be crazy, nigga doin' it like the 80's
Buncha young niggas poppin' off and they sprayin'
Up in the early we thankin' for the sunshine
Got to get my bling goin', reach for my chrome 9
Kiss momma 'cuz we goin' out and gettin' mines
Next nigga in line 17 on the grind
Shoe first, nigga not seein' mines
Big purses, million dollar headlines
5 drops, OG the last big time
Lord to the game, nigga till it's my time
Like father, like son, nigga this time
Junior got the fame and the game mastermind
200 on the dash, nigga, watch me mash
Doin' doughnuts in my hood, gettin' paper bags
I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead
That be that cash money, c-c-cash money
Be that cash money, c-c-cash money
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
It's stunna shadin', nigga dead then a nigga dead
Livin' is red, that's how we play it
A uptown senior be blood till I'm dead
That's what I said, I put some change in yah head
If you ever crossin' line, nigga nuttin', but bread
50 shots from high, nigga, we won't stop
From puttin' candy on the slabs, nigga stirrin' the pots
Put the hammer on the jam, nigga, pull it and pops him
Put the rubber on the bands, nigga stackin' his knots
Bitch, I'ma boss, bitch, I'ma boss
And bury me like my father on a cross
And carry 19, I shall over a cross
Shawty got that game on lock like a vault
Weezy baby, kyan pepper, no salt
Windows down on the hulk in the winter, it's your fault
I don't jump on the track, I pull forward
I got that S on my chest that I'm supposed to follow
I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
I walk, I walk around like I got a S on my chest
That be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead
That be that cash money, c-c-cash money
That be that cash money, c-c-cash money
I walk around like I got a S on my chest
i gotta a lot of lute and i ain't looking for a lady and
u could never play me im from up town baby i wake up in the
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
[Hook: Birdman]
We got the diamond in the back (Yea)
Tinted rolled up (Yea)
Blowin' out the pound
In a brand new truck
Where ya at wit' it?
Let's go and get it
If you a real d-boy
Money over bitches
[Intro over the hook]
Yea, this one here for uptown
I know we lost a lot that we gon' never get back
All the time, but it's a must that we do this here homeboy
Yea, uptown already nigga!
[Verse 1: Birdman]
Slap a bitch wit' a pound and a ki
Twenty of them thangs, ten on my street
Hundred at my crib, ten fo' a beat
Fifty on a Caddy wit' the swine suade seats
Twenty on a bike, third world peace
Two on the yaucht, million on the fleet
Fo' five fo' a pound of that leaf
A hundred dollaz for a chopper on the streets
We uptown, we gon' ride 'til we die nigga
We stay fresh, get money stay fly nigga
Ain't nuttin' changed I ride them skinny tires
Wit' the candy on the slab, on the buttons wit' them twenty-fives
From no money nigga, now we talk Ca$h Money
From lil' money nigga, now we talk big money
From no nothin' now we all sayin' somethin'
Mo' money nigga, mo' money nigga
[Hook - 2X]
[Verse 2: Birdman]
What it do H-Town?
Wha's up B-Town?
Wha's up A-T-L?
Chea
Hit the town in a Phantom and a G
Wit' two pounds, two broads and a suite
Two toned everything a nigga see
Burnin' rubber in these motherfuckin' streets
Made man, ol' head taught me
Like father, like son we a G
Sixty-four seventy-eight tiger seats
Ol' school drop tops on the beach
Birdman, we do this 'cuz we stunnas
Ain't nuttin' changed in them brand new Hummas
Hood rich, we do it fo' the numbas
Tha fo' fives and the tens and the hundreds
Two fifteen nigga talkin' cash shit
Got a hundred from my bitch she a badd bitch
Money won't change nigga neva average
That's why I'm livin' this bitch so lavish
[Hook - 2X]
[Verse 3: Birdman]
Yea nigga
We been blowin' out the pound all day hustlin'
Ya heard me?
And this is how we get down at the end of the night
After all that grindin'
Shit
I'm in the club, hoez showin' love
Nigga know we got it, that's why they wanna plug
Pussy poppin' shit, like they wanna thug
Knowin' they ain't 'bout it and them clips gon' bust
I got stacks, that's jus' how it is
Boy Mack supa fly in a Coupe Deville
And got birds in the field
Grindin' all the time
Tryna get a mill'
Neighborhood superstar, third world gangsta
I put mines in, did a lil' more thinkin'
Shine in the summer
Minx in the winter
Ice year round
Twenty on the pinky
Damn my town
Went down sinkin'
Made my rounds
Bounced back bankin'
Neva fold
That's what make me
Make the money
Don't let it break ya
[Hook - 2X]
Yea
That's what it do nigga
We better hustlaz than you nigga
Money longer than yours lil' nigga
Believe that
One hundred
Wha's up Weezy baby?
Them niggaz can't see us man
We barely can see us, ya heard? [fades out]
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
[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
(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'
[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
[Chorus]
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
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!
Walking around I get tired
The same sensations all the time
I want something no one sells
I'd rather be somewhere else
Up,up,up where the birds go
Up,up,up where they fly
Up,up,up like a birdman
Up,up,up like a bird
Dirty floors and unmade beds
Can someone else go to work instead
Money to burn time to waste
I want a taste
Up,up,up where the birds go
Up,up,up where they fly
Up,up,up like a birdman
Up,up,up like a bird
It's a long way down
Street and houses people toytown
And from here to as fro
As I can see there's no one higher
Than me
Up he goes
Into the air
And I want to see
If he gets there
Before he falls
What ever else
He will fall
Depend on this
It's a long way down
Street and houses people toytown
And from here to as fas
As I can see there's no one higher
Than me
He says he has to fly
Says he has to fly
Says he has to fly
Well come on fly
Walking around I get tired
The same sensations all the time
I want something no one sells
I'd rather be somewhere else
Up,up,up where the birds go
Up,up,up where they fly
Up,up,up like a birdman
(*Prod. by Boi-1da)
[** Deluxe Edition Bonus Tracks:]
[** feat. Gucci Mane:]
[Birdman:]
Yea... fresh*
Late hours
I promise ya
Ocean city view sky line
Straight view bird nest bitch
Big money poppin you understand talkin and smokin kush every day we all good chandeliers marble floors
Ball till ya fall
Ball till ya fall
[Gucci Mane:]
Some of u gunna love this and some of you gunna like this I'm ballin outta my mind so I mite need a psychiatrist
I'm ballin bitch ballin bitch
Sources to new orleans bitch
The shawtys with the stupid looks my watch looks like it's crawlin bitch I don't get no touch downs and I don't have a crossover I cross the country in your city touch down and itsz ova I ball 7/24 ain't no need to pause I ball when leave the store I shake down the mall
I'm a dog fuck her like a dog treat her like a dog I'm a blob I'm a fuckin slob write that in your blog
Me and baby ain't no maybe ain't no probaly a certain you ain't workin then you hurt playboy push it back I close the curtains
Bitch bitch ball till you fall bitch bitch ball till you fall bitch
(Hook)
When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing
Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
Been around the world all the hoes know my name
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
(Verse 1: Game + Tyga)
(Game)
Fuck a nigga up,louie belt match the chucks
I'm in the club with raw nigga, 10 racks a tub
Back it up like a u-haul, rake ass is up
Spades in my ice bucket, rub that for luck
Racks in my cargos, Audemar stupid
They say she in love with me, stay away from cupid
The Panamera's sick, Lupus
T-Rawwwww show them how we do it
(Tyga)
Swiss signs do it, my new bitch
A nudist, peace like a buddist
Cooler than cool-whip, give brain don't be stupid
Faded like boozy, cut like a crew neck
Arm out the window, another check, another rolex
Mo' less, the moet, the mo' sex, I must say
I bought her the P Jet, more than a piss test
So I wake up, I'm fucked up, my ex tryna' make up
(Game)
Wake up, telling these bitches to get their cake up
Wake up, shooting my babies all on her make up
I'm running through all these hoes, Brandon Jacobs
Lambo doors up, sitting just like her legs
Eat it off from the club, rather fuck hoes instead
(Hook)
When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing
Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
Been around the world all the hoes know my name
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
(Verse 2: Tyga + Game)
(Tyga)
Never tell a bitch I love her
Money talk Chris Tucker
Got a chauffeur, and a driver
I don't lease it, I'mma buy it
I'll be on the broke diet
You ain't eating but you biting my style
Motherfucking strike, light-lightening
T-Carti, my bitch like Bvlgari
I walk in the spot, all these bitches bogart me
Spent 30 racks, I'mma make it back tomorrow
Pull up with a big titty bitch like Toccara
(Game)
You ain't never seen a rari, look like a safari
Tyga riding shotgun, snake print cardi
Air, I'm in them like airs
2500 nigga call them Nikes rare
See them niggas hating, but I don't really care
Gold bottles coming, tell them bitches light flares
Snow on my wirst call that rollie big bear
See it in the light though (woah) Ric Flair
(Hook)
When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing
Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
Been around the world all the hoes know my name
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
(Verse 3: Game)
Pull up at the barber shop, chop off the top of the Phantom
Bitches screaming A, we're no where near Atlanta
Maybe she a rockstar, maybe she a sinner
Fucking with them lottery boys, now she a winner
I'm all in that Virginia, I mean that vagina
Get lost in that pussy, nigga you will never find her
Eat it like lasagna, eat it like E-Honda
Shout out to my nigga Breezy, and beat it like Rihanna
(Hook)
When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing
Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
Been around the world all the hoes know my name
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
(Hook x4)
Freak, some gyal ah freak ah di week
(Verse 1: French Montana)
Lights up the fire, you know we get higher
Rolling up loud, real niggas moving quiet
Like it then I buy it, you donkeys on a diet
Bringing all my jewels, how you know I start a riot
Riding with the bliquor, messing up her make up
You blowing up her phone, she ain't trying to pick up
Drinking out the bottle, I'm leaning with a model
I throw a hundred racks up, you think I hit the lotto
Riding with the wolves, I ain't talkin Minnesota
Shorty coming over, go and bend it over
Let me plank on it, put a drink on it
Heard you a freak, put my name on it (Montana)
(Hook x4)
Freak, some gyal ah freak ah di week
(Bridge: French Montana)
This girl Tammy said she order
She want to give it to me out the door
This girl fuck me like she know me
She backed it up then she tipped on her toes
(Verse 2: Nicki Minaj)
He said he met this little girl by the name of Onika
Way my body shape, all the boys wanna freak her
Brag and I boast, they be doin the most
If I look at his friend, he'll be grippin the toast
So I took him to the crib to kill him with it
Put my legs behind my head, I hit the ceiling with it
When I put it in his mouth I couldn't believe it
He looked me in my eyes and said he wanna breed it
Passa Passa
You ain't got no wins in mi casa
Big fat pussy, Mufasa
Hit up Green Acres, hit up Queens Plaza
Some of them say them gully, some of them say them gaza.
(Hook x4)
Freak, some gyal ah freak ah di week
(Bridge: French Montana)
This girl Tammy said she order
She want to give it to me out the door
This girl fuck me like she know me
She backed it up then she tipped on her toes
(Bridge 2: Nicki Minaj)
Where my bad bitches at?
Where my bad bitches at?
Pretty gang make noise
Pretty gang make noise
Pretty gang act the fuck up, act the-act the fuck up
(Bridge 3: French Montana)
Where my bad bitches at?
Where my bad bitches at?
Rude girls make noise
Rude girls make noise
Rude girl act the fucked up, act, act the fuck up
Act the fuck up, act, act the fuck up
(Hook x4)
Freak, some gyal ah freak ah di week
(Bridge: French Montana)
This girl Tammy said she order
She want to give it to me out the door
This girl fuck me like she know me
She backed it up then she tipped on her toes
(Verse 3: Nicki Minaj)
I don’t even say my name no more play nigga
I don’t even say playboy, I say playnigga
And what the fuck you talkin bout with the fake figures?
I come through like I mean numb Nicki
I came through South side Jamaica Queen bitch
And everybody know how I’m huntin
(Intro)
This 5 in the morning
Blowin up the pond
You sleepin
I’m atin, uh
Chyea, ouchea getting it
Dream away young nigga
Lost in this life water
Might put this work in
Deep blue sea
(Verse)
No matter what I try to do, I can’t do right
The other day I jacked a hot pickle and fruit stripes
Then me and my niggas stole 2 bikes
Then we went on like 2 flights, no plane
I’m talking ‘bout the night hustle
Me, myself I flex my muscle
I ain’t really tryina tussle
See that thing will prolly bust you, brat!
And I know the cops tryina bug you
I hope your shit ain’t tapped nigga
And I hope you ain’t wearing a wire
Pour some water on him, electrify him, set him on fire
If a nigga playing with me and my people
See we don’t play tho
Niggas think that this just a game
It ain’t no play tho, but I mold you, scold you
Fold you like clothes dust
Straight out of the drier, then puff some trees to get higher
Shit, niggas know they Carey like Mariah
Kids that ain’t theirs on they taxes
Shit, y’all niggas acting like actress
Y’all don’t know Beatrice, that’s my uncle from the city nigga
B32 too nigga
You understand? Do your history, your research
Fuck around and they gonn prolly have to call a reaper
Your face on the t shirt, now you restin in peace boy
Playing around with us, this shit could get hot like grease boy
Fly over the greece boy, money get increase boy
Get it straight like the criss boy
Pullin up in like retards
Get under your skin like a keylord
The only alphabets we cool with is the d boys, and deep boys
You ain’t the man nigga, you’s a decoy
Yous’ a lookout, you eating off of them
When the birds come in, you never ever see em, mula
You ain’t the type that’s tryina get the bands up BM
Niggas that be langing on my nerves like my BM
Hang em up in the lame nigga museum
We quick to zim, put em to sleep
If they playin round with me and my niggas
Yeah we quick to creep
Yeah we come through 30 deep
And 30 cars, prolly got like 30 broads
Knock off 30 boys, tryina play around with me and my, me and my, me and my
Me and my rich gang
You tryina play around with me and my, me and my, me and my
Me and my rich gang
Prove you’s a bitch maine, fucking with the young stunners
Nigga you fucking with the young stunners
Nigga you fuck around with the rich gang, we prove that you a bitch mane
And have your mammy picking out your funeral fit mane
Stop fuckin with it, before we spit a bit
Do you in, hit you up with the mac 10
You and your can, shouts out to mac 10
Nigga that’s my nigga, make a nigga do a backspin
If you play with Jack Dem
Me and my rich gang
You got me fucked up with my rich gang
Ain’t nothing for us to proove that you a bitch mane
Playing around your mom will be picking your funeral fit mane.
(Outro)
Uptown rich nigga
Come from the slums with it
This nigga there, I see you nigga
We ouchea getting it
Mastermind this whole game plan
This money poppin
Off the floor
It’s yo room floor
Marble floors and chandeliers
Nig broke
20 on bitches, ya heard?
Leggo
Call game stupid
This game is stupid
Money game to the ceiling
Grind no end, it’s just life
Flashy lifestyle every day
Hundred in the right pocket,
Scrap under
Livin life
Now the rules of the family has nothing to do with the outside world.
The outside world don't count here this is an inner circle of our family,
what we say goes.
Anybody anyplace else that disrespects you deal with us,
if you're with us you're with us, and that's it,
that's the way it goes, there's no such thing
as an outsider comming in, we don't let no one in,
we use all of them to do our dirty work,
and they come in they do our dirty work and that's just the way it is.
(Hook)
I tried to tell a nigga chill
Call him David, put the mess in the mada Copperfield
For real, niggas know the drill
Mommy on that molly while she poppin up a pill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, nigga better chill
And if they don’t, just line em up
It’s perfect timin for the kill
(Verse)
I don’t care about the money that your man make
I hit a homerun, now I’m runnin through my fan base
Up the green from a garden to a landscape
Sounds be the only lingo cops will never translate
They pull up, I pull out that thing and pop it
I ain’t fuckin with no dicks, I’m on hella ring bob it
I’m no Davie but them ladies say the boys way be Crockett
I’m the plug in the street and you a motherfuckin socket
Had to chill for a while but I’m welcomed back
Was low key, how I’m underneath the welcome mat
Now the bitches see me in the Forbes
So if I give you my number, like a finny you should call
You should tell your man to chill cuz you’re fuckin with a dog
And he be firecracker flaming and you fuckin with a ball
I got them crills on the street, got Jahlil on the beat
Only Phantoms, ain’t no Caddys when we roll out in them fleets
(Hook)
I tried to tell a nigga chill
Call him David, put the mess in the mada Copperfield
For real, niggas know the drill
Mommy on that molly while she poppin up a pill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, nigga better chill
And if they don’t, just line em up
It’s perfect timin for the kill
(Verse)
Wrist on chill
Neck on chill
Hoes all up in my grill
I cop a feel then I tell that bitch to chill
Hop behind the wheel and get back to chasin that mill
Ok, big black zonin, on shit pumpin
Beef is like a car, to start it I push a button
And it’s over when it’s over with
I don’t know if you noticed it
But I just got my weight up bitch, I’m getting checks and bonuses
Pull up in the covers with, yea I see you lookin
As you should, come and get this wood, yea that getting dough
G shot wrist, Reebok kicks
My niggas fuck the place u, King Kong shit
She back and forth on my balls, ping-pong bitch
She playin house with my ding dong, I’m playin ding dong ditch
Her bar is too ill, way too trill
If that’s yo girl actin up, tell that bitch to chill
For real
(Hook)
I tried to tell a nigga chill
Call him David, put the mess in the mada Copperfield
For real, niggas know the drill
Mommy on that molly while she poppin up a pill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, nigga better chill
And if they don’t, just line em up
It’s perfect timin for the kill
(Verse)
Yea, yall know
When I come through and I lock it
So much bread I should attach a laundry basket to my pocket
You ain’t really knowin, ready for the lesson?
See me whippin a Boeing, 7-47
See the wrist be glowin til I’m shinin like a misfit
Spark with nigga cascade, dish washing liquid
Bread up in the palasades, mansion into stash house
Wilin in the club while bitches dancing with they ass out
Mossberg military in case niggas act out
On em like a click over traded niggas blacked out
Why oh why oh why nigga?
You don’t wanna try it
See my niggas squeezing til they finger muzzle getting tired nigga
Finish with the coke I watch it rattle through the waffa
Like a kid cooked the coke up in a fuckin pressure cooker
The I quickly count the profit, cop another castle key
Cook until they want a nigga on their cooking channel
You know my style, you see the way I sip up
At 10 thousand a bottle, shit you know my niggas grip up
I’m on that raise the throttle shit, you know I got the hulk
Go ahead and fuckin gobble bitch, it’s simple like the pushup
Rocket launcher swag bitch, see how I’m propelling yall
Taking over everything, I’m tired of telling yall
Why you always talk, could give a fuck what niggas chat bout
Keep applying the pressure until you niggas tap out
Now pass out
(Hook)
I tried to tell a nigga chill
Call him David, put the mess in the mada Copperfield
For real, niggas know the drill
Mommy on that molly while she poppin up a pill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, tell that bitch to chill
For real, nigga better chill
And if they don’t, just line em up
(Intro - DJ Khaled)
YMCMB, Cash Money Billionaires
More cake, more money, more hustle
We the business, rich forever
(Verse 1 - Bow Wow)
Smoking Kush in my condo
Bitch I'm ballin' hard, you ain't know?
Retro 62s, new shoe laces
At K.O.D. throwin' ones in strippers faces
Yeah that Ciroc just got me feeling good
You are stuntin' who? Boy I know you wish you could
Cash Money, Young Money
I got retarded paper, I'm talkin' dumb money
Tatted up, it's an Ohio thing
I ain't Tity Boi, but I'm rockin' two chains
Pour it up, go ‘head and roll it up
Walking out the club, drunk as fuck
(Hook - Bow Wow)
Hey, stuntin' hard, yeah we 'bout that
Say you getting money huh? Well I doubt that
All I do is ball, everyday
Throwin' cake in a nigga face, eat it anyway
Hey, stuntin' hard, yeah we 'bout that
Say you getting money huh? Well I doubt that
All I do is ball, everyday
Throwin' cake at the strippers, eat it anyway
(Verse 2 - Lil Wayne)
My lil' brother Marley G be on that drink heavy
I run in your fucking mouth at the tooth fairy
Yeah bitch it's Tune, I'm dope in the spoon
I drive a fast car, that bitch go pumeee
What the business is? All my girls pretty
Pussy, money, weed, keep the world spinning
I ball out like the ninth inning, World Series
In the name of the Father, Son, Holy Spirit
And the weed strong like a pro wrestler
What my pockets on? Nutty Professor
Hit the strip club, throw like 20 racks
I ain't trippin' baby, I'mma get it back
I'm Young Money
(Hook - Bow Wow)
Hey, stuntin' hard, yeah we 'bout that
Say you getting money huh? Well I doubt that
All I do is ball, everyday
Throwin' cake in a nigga face, eat it anyway
Hey, stuntin' hard, yeah we 'bout that
Say you getting money huh? Well I doubt that
All I do is ball, everyday
Throwin' cake at the strippers, eat it anyway
(Verse 3 - Bow Wow)
I'm on one, yeah I'm hot now
Tell them hatin' ass niggas pi-pi-pipe down
Doing a buck twenty on the highway
Thick red bone looking like Beyonce
Do it for the O, I gotta represent
I hear these clowns talkin' stupid, they ain't makin' sense
I got my mind on my money
Don't know how to Dougie, but all the bitches love me
Wizzle
(Hook - Bow Wow)
Hey, stuntin' hard, yeah we 'bout that
Say you getting money huh? Well I doubt that
All I do is ball, everyday
Throwin' cake in a nigga face, eat it anyway
Hey, stuntin' hard, yeah we 'bout that
Say you getting money huh? Well I doubt that
All I do is ball, everyday
Throwin' cake at the strippers, eat it anyway
(Bridge - Bow Wow)
I told y'all before, nobody can't touch us
YMCMB (motherfucker)
I told y'all before, nobody can't touch us
YMCMB (motherfucker)
I told y'all before, nobody can't touch us
YMCMB (motherfucker)
I told y'all before, nobody can't touch us
YMCMB (motherfucker)
(Hook - Bow Wow)
Hey, stuntin' hard, yeah we 'bout that
Say you getting money huh? Well I doubt that
All I do is ball, everyday
Throwin' cake in a nigga face, eat it anyway
Hey, stuntin' hard, yeah we 'bout that
Say you getting money huh? Well I doubt that
All I do is ball, everyday
I made the Cadillac swirl, left hand gripping the wool,
The right hand up in a skirt.
My passenger’s wine fine, I got five dolls all across the world.
I’m connected like the Wi-Fi.
YXY, I do what I do, but your girl got the asses, ‘cause I’m screwing her too.
You say young money party, bring you and your crew,
Smoke some, drink some, yeah, we do what we do.
Star foam fill with the DJ stool,
That’s the purple for your uncle said don’t be late too.
Getting fucked up, grabbing the ice, filling the cup,
Sipping to your ice, get low, getting snugged up, jumped up.
Mirror rolled another dutch up, the ladies try to smoke ‘cause they’re already fucked up.
Man, I can’t lie, that’s a hell of a life.
Pocket full of money, this gonna be a hell of a night.
Get smoked and drunk and count the money,
We just smoked and drank and count the money,
In a clean tuxedo with the top chap off, we the real nigger shit, we’re not like y’all.
Smoke and drank and count the money,
We just smoked and drank and count the money,
In a clean tuxedo with the top chap off, got a bad bitch with me and I’m getting topped off.
I’m smoking and I’m holding my airs in,
My sixtynine, ain’t got no cup orders
Yeah, I said the 69, original motor falling, that’s really mine,
Paid cash for it, not really grind.
Niggers measuring pounds instead of time,
Cake instead of the day,
Know it’s a quarter mil’, I can tell by how much it weight.
Everything good, I guess my nigger’s straight.
Skinny nigger but my bank is full,
Try to wait a little bit to cut this 9-11, but I’m getting anxious, fool.
30 thousand feet up, smoking like it’s legal,
Getting served breakfast on a trip to Dubai, flying private.
But I am a lot about my people.
Who know the car fast, I slow my speed up,
Made a million of keeping it G and roll the weed up.
Now people fly all across the stations to meet us,
Haters saying they won’t defeat us,
They don’t hate us, they wanna be us.
Truth is you can join us and be us.
We just smoked and drunk and count the money,
We just smoked and drank and count the money,
In a clean tuxedo with the top chap off, we the real nigger shit, we’re not like y’all.
Smoke and drank and count the money,
We just smoked and drank and count the money,
In a clean tuxedo with the top chap off, got a bad bitch with me and I’m getting topped off.
Okay, I’m riding around the city, it’s something that is so pretty,
Passenger looking gorgeous, sing, yeah, she as hot as Diddy.
Diamonds are looking flawless, yes, I pay me a pretty.
You need to keep the eyes on the necklace dancing like Diddy
New Orleans, I put up for my city,
Where the niggers and bitches only sit in my committee.
Lames can’t get at me, so they feel me a green light,
And while they at the red light, nigger I grim ‘em
Barbecue ‘em like get me.
Young money, I ride with it, is losing, I’d be winning.
Riding my Coop, ignite, back it, I’m winner.
I’m a grimo, that outer more of my wish, that’s the difference, time zone.
Our future, I speak with the shit, I guess my grind on.
And these lame rappers faker than the rhymestone,
Young boss, imma show you the shit I’m on,
Pulling my pants, my girl crying on
Why I am TGOD, it’s time to shine on.
Get smoked and drunk and count the money,
We just smoked and drank and count the money,
In a clean tuxedo with the top chap off, we the real nigger shit, we’re not like y’all.
Smoke and drank and count the money,
We just smoked and drank and count the money,
(Intro)
DJ Stevie J
YMCMB
Rich Gang
We know we fuck with the ladies too
(Hook)
See we ain't got much in common
So we don't do that much talking
Sometimes it feels so awkward
She watch me take a shower
I asked her why she didn't join me
She said because you didn't ask me
I said damn, I didn't think I had to
Then she take off my towel, I-I take off her blouse
I tell her that that pussy for me
Just in case she thought it was ours
And she say cool
(Verse)
And if you like it I love it
If she like it I love it
See we ain't got much in common
So we don't do that much talking
Coz every time she try to tell me something
She open up her mouth and I stick my tongue in
She got a piercing in her vagina
A skirt with nothing under
And she say when she don't see me, she feel like Stevie Wonder
(Bridge)
That's when I said
Work, work, work
If you want that purse, skirt, shirt
And she made me cum 100 times
She made me cum 100 times
She got that work, work, work
I say you my bitch now
I'm calling you first
And then made her cum a 100 times
She kinda green but I'm color blind
(Hook)
See we ain't got much in common
So we don't do that much talking
Sometimes it feels so awkward
She watch me take a shower
I asked her why she didn't join me
She said because you didn't ask me
I said damn I didn't think I had to
Then she take off my towel and I take off her blouse
I tell her that that pussy for me just incase she thought it was ours
And she say cool
(Verse)
Uh I like that shit
And she bite that lip but she like that dick
Oooh I like that shit
And she bite that lip don't fight that dick girl... girl
Fuckin wit you well I'mma need another shower, I'mma need another shower
Can you help me take another shower
Then we gonna make each other shower
There's steam in the air fog everywhere
She can get her hair wet coz it's her real hair
I be like Hell Yeah and she be like Fucking Right
Now she got my leg in the air
I'm pulling on her hair
And she say I can pull it coz it's her real hair
She be like Hell Yeah, Hell yeah coz I Fuck Her Right
(Bridge)
That's when I said
Work, work, work
If you want that purse, skirt, shirt
And she made me cum 100 times
She made me cum 100 times
She got that work, work, work
I say you my bitch now
I'm calling you first
And then made her cum a 100 times
She kinda green but I'm color blind
And I said I know we ain't got much in common
And we don't do that much talking
When you talk money
And you talk success
And you talk wins
And you talk hustles
The first thing you think of is YMCMB
Cash Money, we da best
Featuring: Lil' Wayne, Tyga
You know while your mother is cooking the macaroni today
I figured I'd sit down and talk to you since you're old enough
You know it's time that you really realize what this family is all about
'Cause about this time is when you're gonna be able to join in
And earn some real money and real cash
But before you do that, I wanna teach you a little bit about loyalty
The main name of this game is respect and loyalty
Family is a big thing
When we do this kind of business, everything is with respect
And when a family member gets outta line
And another family don't like it
One thing leads to another and the next thing you know, you're gone
And then you're just a memory of me, my heart's broke then
But you gotta remember, there's always family and loyalty
Loyalty is the main thing
Obviously you know I don't make my money
I don't make all my cash from goin' to work everyday
All these construction jobs we do and sanitation and private stuff
Is all from earned money through the family
And since you're of age now I think it's time I taught you
What coming into the family and respect is all about
So the first thing you gotta learn is the name respect
That means you don't cross nobody, you don't go over the line
Once you go over that line, there's no coming back
Whether you're a member of the family or not
That's when people get whacked
And we don't want nobody whacked in our family
So I gotta teach you the proper way of respect
When you're earning money, everybody earns
Everybody eats bread, it's all about cash money
That's what it's all about, making the money
So the first thing of business is this
You remember your name, you don't forget your roots
You never ever disrespect anyone that's above you
Especially your Capo, especially the big time guys
Those are the guys you listen to
You never ever disrespect anyone, unless you're told to
Unless you get the okay
And if there is no sit down, there's nothin'
[Chorus[X2]]
I bought my first key from my baby momma brotha
I bought my first key bought my bought my first key
I bought my first key from my baby momma brotha
I cooked it up myself and started passin out them hubbas
[Birdman]
Hustlin on my city streets tryna get a whole B
(I bought my first key my first key)
In '93 and we was gettin em for like 25
columbian connec homie we was gettin fly
we on the grind our nuts got bigger
(Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets)
and everyday we in the motherfuckin hood our guns got bigger
(Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets)
stuntin on them niggas gettin money stayin fly every day a nigga spendin
(came in pi-piles)
Ridin 25s and we blazin gettin high nigga showin off his ride
(came in pi-piles)
cruisin through the beach nigga rollin in mednas them people pull me over hatin know they can't see us know I got the money
(now they won't leave me alone)
now they acting funny cause they know a nigga strong money long and we comin
[Chorus[X2]]
[Lil Wayne]
(It's to the point where I don't see dope no more)
I aint have to touch a piece a work since '94
I lost my dad in '96 and started making moves in '98
(I got a brand new lexus coupe)
(Now them laws won't leave me alone)
they pull me over locked me up I bail out on my own
I call my papa on the phone tell him cook up his own I leave the house with a pocket full of stones
(Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets)
Got them hoes slangin hidin packs in they titties
them small chest bitches gotta put it in they butt
(twentys and them big fat monkey nuts)
I got so many hoes
(It's to the point where I don't see dope no more
now they won't leave me alone)
Man I got so much dough
(It's to the point where I don't see dope no more
now they won't leave me alone)
weezy baby dboy
[Chorus[X2]]
[Birdman]
(It's to the point where I don't see dope no more)
and I aint touch a motherfuckin key since '04
and thats the word that we serve and look thats all we know
them niggas talking shit but we the niggas with the cash flow
(Still smoke that weed smoke that smoke that smoke that weed)
and I'm back on the beach and we blowin out a whole P the AK mac 11 represent the 3 gangsta like a motherfucka me and my homies
(first key)
[Lil Wayne]
Yeah my nigga rabbit was a OG my momma husband thats who showed me
(my first key)
yup and you know I had to be a hustler I started sellin hubbas
(Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets
cause they know I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey nuts
Rock crack sho ain't good in the city streets
cause they know I cut them twentys and them big fat monkey nuts)
yeah
[Chorus[till fade]]
Aye, aye, aye, ya
Tot' 'em up, light it up, nigga
Birdman, motherfucker
Clipse, VA, NO, nigga, what you smelt?
Coke'll leave plastic, boy
[Incomprehensible] border motherfucker
Come on little'n handle your business for me boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
He was talking shit
We put a clap into that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
He was talking shit
We put a clap into that boy
I heard he snitchin' on a player, man, say it ain't so
Even as a young'n they consigned me to blow
Witches claims why I'm worth my weight in gold
While they was taking baby steps from an 8th to an O
Word in the streets that can envy as me
Enough ice on that watch to make a nigga lose sleep
Magnified face help the bitch see clearly
9 on the waist hit the bitch up severely
I'm known for the flip of that Coke I ener
I'm heavy in the street like the 7 series Bimma
Man, hit 'em with the Nina man
Or that 4/5th guaranteed to lean ya, man
Oh, I'm the reason that your block is vacant
Malicious will hit ya just to make a statement, bitch
Clipse and Cash Money, who ain't rich?
Don't compare me to you, nigga, you ain't this, woh
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
He was talking shit
We put a clap into that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
He was talking shit
We put a clap into that boy
Stunna and Patty Cake, the worldwide Pusha
Birdman, nigga, leave the guns in the busher
Been shittin' up bricks unload 'em to Gucci
Boss of the ghetto, with the round shape cookie
Shit one, Dro one, nigga, flood the block
If I don't go to jail, niggas, birds gone flop
Nigga sittin' on the toilet, bitch, get off the pot
The bird just landed so the hood gon' rot
New whips, big chips, the Prada, Gucci shit
But, mami, you fly Benz, the wide skinny lips
She takes my flight, she holds my weight
While the po-po staked out from state to state
It ain't nuttin' to a baller baby
Pay the cars, big money, heavy weight, Birdman, hood boss
Baby steppin' on my line, I'll show a little somethin'
They callin' you don't come out then the black crow'll touch ya
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
He was talking shit
We put a clap into that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
He was talking shit
We put a clap into that boy
Another soul lost, had to make a shirt
Match my ox blood colored Porsche
The rims match of course
Blood hit his Timbs, it reminded me of them
Glistenin' wrist on chiller
Gun in the same palm of gorgeous killer
I put this on my Lord
My niece was 4 when she felt chinchilla
I past the shore for that shit that made fiends
Rise from the dead like Thriller
Gangster, hustler
At night, still found time to kiss my mother
Live like I'm dreamin', kick my feet up
Gun pulled my waist remind me of my demon
So quite ya yappin' fore I get to clappin'
And have your body parts mix and matching fella
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
He was talking shit
We put a clap into that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
What happened to that boy
He was talking shit
We put a clap into that boy
Aye, aye, aye, aye
There it is, nigga, there you have it
Birdman, Clipse you under-smelt, VA you know?
Uptown, nigga, we go anywhere with this bullshit
We flip bricks you under-smell
Aye nigga, put this puzzle together
Aye Pharrell, you did this year
1000 pieces puzzles, 100, you know?
Let's get this money
Hey nigga, I smell somethin'
Coke'll leave plastic, bitch, you know?
Get money, motherfucker
However you want, it you can get it, pimp
From gangster to blood
Nigga, take it how you want it, nigga
We did it how we live
Ain't nothin' but the thug thing, nigga
Money thing, mother
(Intro:Baby)
Uh huh uh huh
Cut me up in my head, Cut me up nigga fuck
Ay ay Fresh, its all gravy baby
Its my turn nigga, I'm under the burn biotch
If you ain't getting money, you's a crazy motherfucker (got to be a crazy motherfucker)
I ain't getting money, I'm probably a crazy motherfucker (lord help me)
This is a biotch, biotch
[Baby]
Come on nigga
Its them pimpin, ballin, gangster macks
Theys old school caddies with them bows and racks
The new school bens with them bows to match
But its the Birdman daddy got them O's of crack
A nigga off the diet cause a nigga gettin fat
Them throwback jerseys with them throwback hats
Burberry timbs with the fence to match
And I'm so so fly, and mommy like that
Ounces of that purple and we do it by the sac
Rag-top bens with them rag-top lacs
Nothing to a gangsta nigga choak your strap
We live for money, hoes cooking that crap
Them 20" rims and them tires are flat
There ain't no question, that stunna is a mack
A nigga thought it was over but bitch we back
With daimonds in the middle PIMP, daimonds in the back BITCH
[Chorus: Mannie Fresh - repeat 2X]
Every Place that I went to
About a hundrend bad broads say they sent you
A picture of themselves but naked, ya heard
They all wanna be Ms. Bird, Ms. Bird
[Baby]
You know I got that Crystal on the rocks
You see a nigga's jewels, no name on the watch
Until a nigga die these cops gon watch
But I don't give a fuck nigga, the shit don't stop
All I'm trying to do is stack a knot
Them aligator seats with them brand new drops
Them hoes gonna jock cause they see a nigga hot
Riding on my jet skiis behind a nigga yot
Ten up in my ear ma ten up on a watch
Real hot girls gonna jock a spot
So grab a nigga dick bitch drop it like its hot
The same old nigga off them up-town blocks
I came around your corner and I shit your spot
It's (?) and I serve your block
A Cash Money hot boy and I pop the lock
A know beat boy with the rooka rooka rock biotch
[Chorus] - 2X
[Mannie Fresh]
Now Dada, Barbara, Kiesha, Tarisa and Dawn
I'm tired of having sex and I want to go home
But I cant leave yet cause they kissing each other
Plus I'm hot and I'm horny, I'm getting my rubbers
What that tatoo on your tittie say, Hood Rich
Let me your ass, oh wolves' bitch
God damn Ms. Kiesha ain't your momma a teacher
Your sister is a mister and your daddys a preacher
Now you's a mixed up screwed down dike type chick
If you ain't eating pussy then you sucking good dick
Now every place that I go to
About a hundred grimey niggas say the know you
And they all got that movie that you made with that man
Don Da Don Don Don, stop playin
If you seeee, the movieeee (triple x bitoch)
[Chorus] - 2X
I keep my rims on the rocks
I keep my jims' on the rocks
I keep my drink on the rocks
That's how I'm living 'My life', 'My life', 'My life'
On the rocks
I keep my briefs on the rocks
I keep my platinum teef's, they on the rocks
I keep my bank on the rocks
That's how I'm living 'My life', 'My life', 'My life'
On the rocks
To that silver satin, ma' , that's beautiful, daddy
I put them 22 rocks on that brand new Caddy
Y'kno AMG wit' chromed kit pipes
Lord, Lord, Lord, that's a beautiful site
Aiy it's a milli milli, nigga, milli milli milli, nigga
Million blocks, million in rocks, nigga, million cars
The R-R-Rock Boy, rock your ice and rock your toy
It's the Birdman, daddy, no time na' pause
If y'kno it's gon' rain, let it rock ya fall
Don't none, come from top but Birds and ball
I'm grateful for the man that gave it all
But I rock my world and I thank the man
'Cuz I came in this bitch wit' my dick in my hand
Got that Caddy on broaders, block milla-walla
Nine millimeter make the baddest nigga ball up
I keep my rims on the rocks
I keep my jims' on the rocks
I keep my drink on the rocks
That's how I'm living 'My life', 'My life', 'My life'
On the rocks
I keep my briefs on the rocks
I keep my platinum teef's, they on the rocks
I keep my bank on the rocks
That's how I'm living 'My life', 'My life', 'My life'
On the rocks
My grill ma' straightened 'em all
Gucci, Gabbana, fuck the cost
Fendi, Prada, I burn it all
They been down, we gotta ball
You back it up, I'm loving that
I'm smacking up ya shorty back
Gambs' is up, better stack
I bought the truck, I covered that
Ghetto rich still lock them thangs
Money still in mansions, man
CMB, 10 a ki' , wodie ain't nothing changed
But I still got my ghetto stripes
Red, blue and yellow ice
That's all I rock, fuck the cops
They want me in the jail fa' life
Aiy, I'm stuntin' tonight
It's going down tonight
I'm popping some Crist'
I'm looking fa some hoes to put on my list
Fits Tailored in the Vette with that platinum ass
That Gucci rag with the Bird in the bag
It's the Prada man, you prolly see me in brand new Jag
Gucci tailored, ma' don't tell me that
I keep my rims on the rocks
I keep my jims' on the rocks
I keep my drink on the rocks
That's how I'm living 'My life', 'My life', 'My life'
On the rocks
I keep my briefs on the rocks
I keep my platinum teef's, they on the rocks
I keep my bank on the rocks
That's how I'm living 'My life', 'My life', 'My life'
On the rocks
Nigga, I went from big Bok shoes in Rolls to 23 inches
This Cadillac so y'kno I'm pimpin'
Fo' insuran' I don't play that, I'm filled wit' begets
Riding through Eastover look that is where I stay at
I drive a Bentley and park a Bentley
Buyin' rims by the feet 'cuz they short on inches
Look, I'm on the block nigga, off the top, nigga
Go and cop nickels something on the rocks, nigga
Look, I spend my cash, Hood Rich, nigga don't ask
Croc-a-dile interior, the platinum glass
22 inch buttons on that G-Wag
Got the mink on the floor, swine seats lil' daddy
I'm the boss of the ghetto in the '98 Caddy
It's big pimpin', baby, I'm Weezy Wee Daddy
Got the green pinky ring, the rock 30 carats
I keep it all hood, nigga, check my status
I keep my rims on the rocks
I keep my jims' on the rocks
I keep my drink on the rocks
That's how I'm living 'My life', 'My life', 'My life'
On the rocks
I keep my briefs on the rocks
I keep my platinum teef's, they on the rocks
I keep my bank on the rocks
That's how I'm living 'My life', 'My life', 'My life'
On the rocks
My leather so soft, my top so soft
I'll probably have it off, these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard, bitch I go so hard
She said my leather so soft, my top so soft
I'll probably have it off, these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard, bitch I go so hard, yeah
I get money hoe, fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Straight out the slaughterhouse, straight out the dragon's mouth
Fire you can't put out, tires are standin' out
The coupe look pigeon toed, I be in a different mode
I be with them different hoes, no I mean them different hoes
I mean them Weezy bumbaclot different hoes
And as far as terrific goes
They kiss that dick with no mistletoes
Diamonds and pearls and pussy holes, snortin' coke 'til they nose bleed
I'm sittin' high on them inches I'm in the nosebleeds
I'm on a paper chase until my toes bleed
Then I get on these beats and let my soul bleed
I put 'em in ya head and watch the holes bleed
My rag always red like when them hoes bleed
Now that's cold bleed, no I mean cold blooded
And I'm so southern that's why my leather so soft
My leather so soft, my top so soft
I'll probably have it off, these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard, bitch I go so hard
She said my leather so soft, my top so soft
I'll probably have it off, these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard, bitch I go so hard, yeah
She soft as a bush nigga, she purple like kush nigga
We high on that money nigga, we get it from cook nigga
Hit her with that crook nigga, fuckin' with crooks nigga
Know we 'bout that money and we stackin' like books nigga
Know what I do nigga, them teardrops is true nigga
We stay so fly, ride Bentley coupes nigga
Rolls Royce, garnishes and asses by the beaches
Blowin' on that puff and we drivin' foreign features
Higher than whoever nigga, know we 'bout that cheddar nigga
Know I got a tommy gun, gave one to my younger son
And we got it together
Forty-seven fifty-one you gon' hear us when we come daddy
My leather so soft, my top so soft
I'll probably have it off, these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard, bitch I go so hard
She said my leather so soft, my top so soft
I'll probably have it off, these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard, bitch I go so hard
You see the paper gon' come if not I'm gon' get it
I gotta die with money 'cause I wasn't born with it
It was 9/27/82, baby dude
Charity Hospital, a.k.a the City Zoo
No pity due to no one, nobody, not all man
They dropped us in the game and everybody's tryna ball
And the small hand'll touch ya, the large hand'll cut ya
But until that day I'll be a motherfuckin' stunna, nigga
Ball 'til I fall I done did it for my dawgs
Ball 'til I fall I done did it for y'all
Ball 'til I fall I done did it for me nigga
Ball 'til I fall that's the way it's gon' be nigga
Up in the early I done did it for sunshine
Candy on the paint every time I touch mine
Nine stay cocked 'cause I'm good with firin' mines
Alligator with the suede ridin' them 25's
My leather so soft, my top so soft
I'll probably have it off, these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard, bitch I go so hard
She said my leather so soft, my top so soft
I'll probably have it off, these niggaz so soft
And I go so hard, bitch I go so hard, yeah
I know some niggaz that'll merk ya for a quarter birdy
You bitch ass niggaz just be lucky that the boy ain't hurtin'
I got the money to lag and I got that swagger workin'
I'm smokin' somethin' I can't pronounce behind them phantom curtains
What is you hollin' bitch, I'm on some gangsta shit
She wanna make me dinner, I tell her make me rich
You fuckin' with a winner but I come from a little
Hoe but bet I can take that dirt and turn that shit to glitter
I leave the work with her, yeah, she my baby sitter
And if I find out she stealin' for realer I'ma kill her
I'm just a money man so where the dollars at
[Incomprehensible] beat that until them flowers black
She wanna ride on this I make her ride with that
Her pistol in the ceilin' that's her survival pack
And do I love her naw, man I just love her spirit
Blind, deaf or crazy it's money over bitches
Now everybody that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?
Now everybody that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?
So getcha game up, take a bitch, break a bitch
Strap her down with work and tell her don't trip, take a trip
Getcha hustle up, the money's what you make of it
These niggaz want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery
So stop stuntin' homie, false promotin'
It ain't about whatcha makin', it's about what ya totin'
Burn him up and leave him naked, bring him back to his wife
The bitch ain't even cry 'cause he was livin' that life
These niggaz think I'm slippin' 'cause I'm fallin' back
Bitch I got money in the walls for that
Youngin' get it from the ground homie hold the hood down and
Don't make a sound if them people swing around this bitch
Do ya thang, whoa hustle try to stay low
This is for my old school G's who ain't around this bitch
But shawty they ain't fuckin' with pops
Let them niggaz chase that pussy we gon' follow that guap, yeah
Now everybody that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?
Now everybody that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?
Fifty stacks in the garden in the backyard
Money talkin', turn a key into a crack charge
Y'all niggaz ain't eatin' how we eatin' B
Fuck how we used to be, now we how we need to be
If they ain't with us they must be against us
We shoot 'em in the head 'cause they act like they senseless
If you ain't gettin' bread nigga keep yo' distance
We sharks over here nigga keep on fishin', okay
OK, money, money, money is my intuition
Money over bitches such an easy decision
Young money, money men monster militia
Hard body, these niggaz boxes of tissue
That Nina will kiss ya, that chopper will twist ya
Them 380 snapshots, now smile for the pictures
Weezy motherfuckin' baby pay me
My nine to five is overrated, I'm on that grind hoe
Now everybody that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?
Now everybody that I know get that money baby
And we ain't worryin' 'bout them hoes get that money baby
You get that cooked or that blow you the caller, baller
If you ain't talkin' 'bout that dough homie whatcha talkin'?
[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?
[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
[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
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
[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
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
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
[Chorus:Baby and Jazze Pha]
I keep my rims-on the rocks
I keep my jims'- on the rocks
I keep my drink-on the rocks
That's how I'm living-My life, my life, my life
I keep my briefs-on the rocks
I keep my platinum teef's-on the rocks
I keep my bank-on the rocks
That's how I'm living-My life,My life, My life
[Baby] (Jazze Pha)
You see that silver satin ma', that's beautiful daddy
I put them 22 rocks on that brand new Caddy
Y'kno AMG wit' chromed kit pipes
(Lord, Lord, Lord that's a beautiful site)
Aiy it's a milli-milli nigga, milli-milli-milli nigga
Million blocks, million in rocks nigga, million cars
The Ro-Roc-Rock Boy, rock your ice and rock your toy
It's the birdman daddy, no time na' pause
If Y'no it's gon rain let it rock ya fall
Don't non come from the top, but birds and ball
I'm grateful for the man that gave it all
But I rock my world and I thank the man
'Cuz I came in dis bitch wit my dick in my hand
Got that Caddy on broaders, block milli-malla
Nine-millimeter make the baddest nigga ball up
[Chorus]
[Stone]
My grill ma' straighten 'em all
Gucci- Gabanna - fuck the cost
Fendi - Prada- I'll burn them all
They been down we gotta ball
You back it up - I'm lovin' that
I'm smacking up ya shorty back
Gambs' is up, better stack, I bought the truck
I covered that, Ghetto rich still lock them thangs
Money still in mansions man
CMB, 10 a ki' , wodie ain't nothin' changed
But I still got my ghetto stripes
Red - blue and yellow ice
That's all I rock, Fuck the cops
They want me in that jail fa' life
[Chorus]
[Baby]
Aiy! I'm Stuntin' Tonight
Whoo! It's goin down tonight
Hmm Hmm, I'm poppin' some crist
I'm lookin' fa' some hoes ta put on my list
Fits Tailored in the 'Vette with the platinum ass
That Gucci rag with the Bird in the bag
It's the Prada man, you prolly see me in brand new jag
Gucci tailored, ma' don't tell me that
[Chorus]
['Lac]
Nigga, I went from big 'Bok shoes in Rollsta 23 inches
This cadillac so y'kno I'm pimpin'
Fo' insurance I don't play that, I'm filled with begets
Riding through Eastover look that is where I stay at
I drive a Bentley and park a Bentley
Buyin' rims by the feet 'cuz they short on inches
Look I'm on the block nigga, off the top nigga
Go and cop nickels - something on the rocks nigga
[Baby and ('Lac)
Look I spend my cash, Hoodrich (nigga don't ask)
Croc-a-dile interior, the platinum glass
22 inch buttons on that G-wag
Got tha mink on tha flo', swine seats lil' daddy
I'm the boss of the ghetto in the '98 Caddy
It's big pimpin' baby, I'm Weezy Wee daddy
Got the green pinky ring, the rock thirty carats
I keep it all hood, nigga check my status
[Chorus]
Blackbird flying in the sky
Please don't look me in the eye
You are very very lucky
It's never easy to find me
The winter's coming now you've grown
The cold will numb you to the bone
It cuts you through so that you know
In pain the minutes go so slow
Your soul and mine will carry on
When this transparent world is gone
There's nothing strange in what I say
It's always meant to be this way
Power streams where love is strong
Energy converting, never gone
There's never going to be an end
A million atoms can't pretend
Until the cold ground swallows me
Me and Ide, go running free
Then we'll change, not disappear
All channels receiving loud and clear
Birdman think he owns the sky
But he can't look me in the eye
I walk on gilded mirror blades
I walk on razors feel no pain
In the heat of summertime
Rolling thunder is my sign
I understand what's going on
(Interlude)
Throw it back like you don't fit it like you owe me,
If you bout that life then baby girl show me,
Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili
Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili.
Now bring it back like you fit it like you owe me,
Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili
If you bout that life and baby girl show me,
This ain't a game shawty, no this ain't Ginobili
(Verse)
Now this ain't sicker baby, and I'm a street fighter,
But I ain't viga baby, and I ain't blocka eat her
I know you like them purses
And if your man disrespect the rich game
Then I'ma soon that he lack them hearses
You know your sister, she been a freak girl,
She's been givin that pussy up before she learned had the right incursive
She been nasty ever since she was younger,
In the winter, in the spring, in the fall, in the summer
She pop it off, and when she ride around like the stripper the top is off
So look when I see her, I just holla I’ll pop it off,
I’ll pop it off, I’ll pop it off
For me and my fucking love
Yea I ain't tryin' to see you baby when you're blaze
After I twap em a pass you ask to Farid
And then I’mma let Sean hit em, then I’mma let Boo hit it
Then I'ma call the rich game and let the whole crew hit it
(Interlude)
Now look, throw it back like you don't feel it like you owe me,
Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili
Ain't a game baby girl it ain't Ginobili,
If you bout that life and baby girl show me
I hit you with that 9 to 5, show me what you’re burkin with,
I hit you with that ten or six, show me what you're working with,
I fuck around and do overtime what you're working with,
(Verse)
Shawty what you're workin with, shawty what you're working with.
I see you when your earn men's fit, but you're all broken shit
Now you got some lute, yeah that shit back you,
But hop yo ass in this coupe, and coming break it off,
Yeah, break it off, this rubber baby don’t take it off
I need it all like right now, yeah pop it off
For me and my dog, yeah pop it off
Forget your nigga I got his life in my wallet,
Me and you could do it big like Christopher Wallace,
I can have you on the beach willin, happy you met me,
And you can ride me in the water, like a jet ski.
I fuck around and put this fish up in your booty
And don't take it out until they free my nigga Boosy
See I'm a New Orleans nigga til I’m gone
Bitch I'm a New Orleans nigga til I’m gone
If you can't get it right, then I'll do you wrong,
I eat the cheetah thong, go for me alone,
(Interlude)
I'll make her bring it back, like it don't fit her she owe me,
Bitch I ball hard like Kobe or Ginobili
If you bout that life then baby girl show me,
You bout that life then baby girl show me,
What you're working with, yeah, what you're working with
I'll get you with that nine or five, that ten or six what you're working with
Yea what you wokin with
Show me what you're workin with
(Outro)
Now pop it off for my dog, pop it off for my dog,
Pop it off for my dog, pop it off for my dog,
Now fuck me good like I just came home,
(Intro)
We came a long way from the bottom
Climbing this ladder of success
YMCMB
No crabs around us
When we see it, we just take it
We don’t ask
That’s actions of a boss
You know what it is
That be the DJ E Peezy
That YMCMB
(Hook)
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fucking here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fucking here
(Verse 1)
I done kept it real from the jump
Living at my mama’s house we'd argue every month
Nigga, I was trying to get it on my own
Working all night, traffic on the way home
And my uncle calling me like "Where ya at?
I gave you the keys told ya bring it right back”
Nigga, I just think it's funny how it goes
Now I’m on the road, half a million for a show
And we...
(Hook)
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fucking here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fucking here
(Verse 2)
Boys tell stories about the man
Say I never struggled, wasn't hungry, yeah, I doubt it, nigga
I could turn your boy into the man
There ain't really much I hear that's poppin' off without us, nigga
We just want the credit where it's due
I’ma worry about me, give a fuck about you
Nigga, just as a reminder to myself
I wear every single chain, even when I’m in the house
Cause we...
(Hook)
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fucking here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fucking here
(Bridge)
No new niggas, nigga we don’t feel that
Fuck a fake friend, where you real friends at?
We don’t like to do too much explaining
Story stays the same I never changed it
No new niggas, nigga we don’t feel that
Fuck a fake friend, where you real friends at?
We don’t like to do too much explaining
Story stay the same through the money and the fame
Cause we...
(Hook)
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fucking here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
(Intro)
You see? It's four necessities in life
Fuckin the baddest bitches you only see on TV
Sippin on that GT in the VIP
Smoking the best weed from out of the country
And countin this money
Preferably by the hundreds
(Verse)
Red chunk 10's, red laces with my red sock
Red bandana round my gun with the red back
Anna only smoke swisha sweets out the red boxes
Bangin like a riffle, I'm bloody like a headshot
Smoking on blunts wit the number one stunna
And he don't even roll em, he just gut em then he stuff em
Since I'm with Young Money all these hoes wanna fuck me
But I'mma dope and they tryna have puppies
Yall better bool out before we stomp yall niggas
I'm from the east but I front just some uptown niggas
Yea bitch, you better learn how to thank
'Fore I put this skateboard up and go and get that thang
(Hook)
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I'm smoking scummy
And I'm bloody, if you aks me what I'm doin I'mma say I'm countin money
I like smoking weed and countin money
(We ain't doin nothing but get money over here)
I like
It's Millz
Smokin weed and countin money
(Verse)
Boy you moving too fast, don't make me park ya
Still runnin with that 9 on me like Tony Parker
Bout that green like a Celtic fan, no doubt harder
I see mo green like I'm watchin The Godfather
Blue dreamin on swisha like where you up again
The dollars, the euros, the pounds of the yay
On the jet with Bridman, we gon smoke about 20
When we land I'm getting off that bitch, blowin smoke in the wind
Straight reckless but I'm paid is the message
You niggas all signed the full of hate records
I'd kill for my watch, I'd die for my necklace
And I'll rise for every motherfucker, reppin what I'm reppin
YMCMB
(Hook)
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I'm smoking scummy
And I'm bloody, if you aks me what I'm doin I'mma say I'm countin money
I like smoking weed and countin money
I like smokin weed and countin money
(Verse)
Marble floors, mansions, the big house
20 acres, 20 cars on them big mountains
In the condo livin life
Top flow vibe, start 5 mics
A million cash off of Sasha sheets
Alligator on the concrete
Put my swag to the ceiling ho
Big money on the marble floors
We cash in and cash out
And get this money through them back routes
Holiday is everyday
100 million from them hallway
(Hook)
I need to call up the herb man
So I can smoke a whole pound with The Birdman
Yea, yea you know I'm smoking scummy
And I'm bloody, if you aks me what I'm doin I'mma say I'm countin money
Countin money
Smokin weed and countin money
Countin money
Smokin weed and countin money
(Outro)
Uptown niggas
Shoot first, ya understand?
Real nigga shit
Got the lil homie with ya
You know what it is nigga
YMCMB up nothing
Gorillas and goonas yea
More money than I ever seen
On my triple beam
Purple in my shit
(Intro)
You know, This just some real nigga shit, a real nigga story
You know what I'm saying?
(Hook)
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new 'rarri
Living like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
(Verse 1: Future)
Got a Panamera round a young nigga neck
Got a young bitch pulling up in a vet
Smoke a lot of kush & I have a lot of sex
Had to beat the grind up, ran up my check
Bitch nigga get money, nigga get that
Roll a blunt of chronic, nigga sell a lot of crack
You can hit a nigga line, order what you want
I can whoop a Maserati, pulling up a donk
50,000 on yo watch, young nigga splurge
Pop a ace of spade bottle, sip a lot of syrup
Keep a young nigga workin' gotta buss a cape
I'mma take a phone call, hustle everyday
(Hook)
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new 'rarri
Living like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
(Verse 2: Future)
Whipping up a cake, just to go and snatch a spider
Young nigga play with keys, like a type writer
Al Capone, John Gotti was a nigga idol
I was never snitching, I can put it on the Bible
In a 4 door beamer, driving with a rifle
Nigga where you at, nigga we go pull up on ya
Young Bitch looking like Janet in the 80's
We was grinding up from a tube and a baby
Got the girl dripping wet like a jerry curl
Got a styrofoam cup and its full of syrup
Send it over from Lil Mexico & Let me Work
I can get 36 for a clean shirt
(Hook)
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new 'rarri
Living like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
Michael Jackson, Billy Jean
(Verse 3: Lil Wayne)
Pop a lot of pain pills
Bout to put rims on my skateboard wheels
Beat that pussy up like Emmett Till
Yeah....
Two cell phones ringin' at the same time
That's your ho, callin' from two different phones
Tell that bitch "leave me the fuck alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a trolly
Boy, I'll bury you like Halle
And these hoes say I'm blind,
Cause I don't see nothin' wrong with a little bump and grind
Man I just received a package
Them other niggas taxin'
And my pockets so fat, I'm startin' to feel contractions
And my cousin went to jail for them chickens
And he already home and that nigga must be snitchin'
Cut him off like karate!
(Hook)
Slang a bunch of narcotics
Pull up in the new 'rarri
Living like John Gotti
Chopping bricks like karate
Drink a bunch of codeine
Serving to the dope fiends
Blowing money, stay clean
We Back
Yeah.
The Flow's On Me And I Promise Baby
I'm In My Zone
Wizzle, Come On.
[Verse 1: Lil' Wayne]
One 90 Proof
Subline In My Shiny Coop
Uptown Is Inside The Pool
Shot Down Anybody Who
Come Round With A Loli Gat
Leave Around With The Body Bag
Legs Stiff, Toes Green
Give Him A Title Tag
Flossy Niggaz But Realize
Hes A Killa Behind The Flash
Bossy Nigga
So Presidential, Thanks To My Dad
Gotta Ask How I Got 4 Takes To Call Me Bad
I'm Mad As A Mothaf**Ka, Why Im Rich
Brought A Bag, Brought A Nigga That's High Im With
I'm Bad, Hit You In Your Eye And Your Bitch
Hit U When Youre High, Now You It, Now You Sit
Hardcore Baby, Yeah
Hot Cars
Stop Call
Rockstar
What You Know About It
It's Not For A Baby, Unless You Weezy F Baby
And Please Say The Baby When You Say It Mothaf**Ka
[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]
Come On,
Ridin' In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Yeah, Baby Im So High
Again,
Ridin' In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Baby, Im So, High
[Verse 2: Birdman]
See, We Ride For Flames Nigga
A G To My Name Nigga
I Dos Thing Nigga
I'm Gettin The Change Nigga
So Whos To Blame Nigga
About The Game Nigga
They Say I Did It
So F**K Them Niggaz
I Gave The Plan Nigga
I Gave The Game Nigga
Im Doin My Thangs
Still F**K Them Niggaz
I Know The Lane Nigga
I Know The Pain Nigga
I Know The Famoust
Still F**K Them Niggaz
Shh. Nigga
Yeeah, We Chillin With Them Bithces On Us
Riiide The Nigga, While We Countin Down Our Hood Riches
Thinking About Aaaall The Hood Niggaz
Never Got The Chance To Hit Licks Before Them 6 Fingers
Nigga
And If Youve Done It How We Done It
Nigga Watch For The Law
Cuz We Knew When They Were Commin.
Nigga Haaands Up!
And Every Summer, I Had Hummers Nigga
Spent A Million Dollars Like It Was Nothin Nigga
[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]
Come On,
Ridin' In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Yeah, Baby Im So High
Again,
Ridin' In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Baby, Im So, High
[Verse 3: Lil' Wayne]
Check It
And No Fisher Can
And No Nigga Want
F**K With Me
Play With Me, No
Cuz I
Got Meet, Fo Sho,
And I, Got These,
To Blow, Fo Sho,
Come Up
Now If You Feel Me, Put Your Guns In The Air
Pull 'em Out And Let The Playa Hate Us Before He Stare
Bang, That, Mothaf**Ka
Pop, That, Mothaf**Ka
Yeah! Fall Back Young Man Who
Weezy Baby, A Hundred Gran, You Understand
Your Wife Would Be Fittin Me Perfect, Exactly
Change Fallin' Off My Ass
Pocket Cash Showin',
Rock 'n' Roll
We Can Rock To My Bed, Yeah
Clothes Have You Shoppin
Patrone, Have A Glass Yeah
Wow, Now She Hot
Not Its On, Now Shes Bad
I Let Her Clothes Strap
While She Gone To My Bed
And I'm Gone To My Bed, Right Behind Her
Got A Couple Questions And That Pussy
I Tend To Go And Find It And
I Might Find Her If I Hit Her Right Behind Her
I Get Her How I Got Her
Now She Diggin My Piscana
Shit, Like A Virgin
But Like, Madonna
I Dont, Believe Her At All
Im Just Tryna Roger
Until, Things Fall Off
But We Good
This Is Cash Money, Young Money
Get It Understood
[Chorus: Lil' Wayne]
Come On,
Ridin' In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
Yeah, Baby Im So High
Again,
Ridin' In My Wheel
Late Night
Left Palm On My Steering Wheel
Red Light
Cops In My Rearview
But F**K Them Cuz Im High
(Wayne)
If you hatin, you just need some pussy.
She fucked up when she gave me some pussy.
Say I fuck you better than that other nigga.
She say tune im bout to come I say im comin with ya and she dont like them pretty niggas s'diddy niggas she ride this dick her tittys jiggle
Thats my pillows.
Thats becuz I sleep in that hoe.
Hit it when I wake up tell the pigs I say osalasalakum uh.
My bitchs choosy love her never fuck without a rubber.
Sweet yellow bone thing I call a honey musta.
Pussy like a sea shell.
Dick like a v12.
She say I drive her crazy.
I say just keep on your seat belt.
Bend it over bust it open for me baby x2
She say she love me she just love this dick. I put that million pussy on me make me rich. tunechi.
(Future) {chorus}
She got that million dollar, million dollar oooo ooo ooo. x2
And all I wanna do it touch it, ooo ooo oo
Make her tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out
And ima make her tap out, tap out, tap out
(Birdman)
Crib made her tap out,
Signa made her tap out,
Jet made her tap out,
Pilot with the map out.
Million on the diamonds, million on the kitchen, millions on the maybach,
Glass top ceiling. million dollar pussy, sleeping on fashasi,sleepin on the fendi, sleepin on cafali, married to the money,
Millions in tha bank.
Alexander macqueen, rich in the paint.
(Mack Maine)
I got the fuck you if you love me on some nigga shit. she got that million dollar 7 figure nigga rich. we switch positions like we doin yoga in this bitch. she get to shakin then stiff
{Chorus}
She got that million dollar, million dollar oooo ooo ooo. x2
And all I wanna do it touch it, ooo ooo oo
Make her tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out
And ima make her tap out, tap out, tap out
(Nicki Minaj)
Million dollar pussy, millioin dollar pussy
Six inch pumps, play with his balls, dunks
Ball head, yup, dont want no forest gump
Dont let me tell ya twicew, already told ya once
Eat that pussy
Who got the baddest pussy on the planet d boys love me they dont understand it
Noooo they dont
Million dollar pussy might pounce on that ass
Throw them hundreds till I lose counts on that ass
Max out alla them accounts on that ass
Million dollar checks dont bounce on that ass
Pull up in that you cant afford this
Only rap bitch on the forbes list
Pussy jury make em say purr man, rubs hands like birdman
{Chorus}
She got that million dollar, million dollar oooo ooo ooo. x2
And all I wanna do it touch it, ooo ooo oo
Make her tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out, tap out
You know what it is, pimpin' king in the building
All about the millions, no time to play with children
Call me when you grown up, nigga, I'm an owner
Them Ferraris doin' doughnuts on the corner
I went for mine, nickels, dimes, choppers,.9s,.45s
Went to prison, did my time, got back out and still I shine
This year is mine, nigga, give it up, step aside
I'mma ride 'til I die, all bullshit aside
Think I'm faking? Come and try - just prepare to be surprised
If you lookin' for some drama, it's my pleasure to oblige
We believe in the now, what I rep I be about
That's the reason why I'm hot, from a little to a lot
I ain't asked for permission, I just mashed for a minute
First the business, then the cash, then the club, then the bitches
Stay your ass out the kitchen, it's too hot, shit, you not
Know you niggas gettin' mad cause you see I'm gettin' guap
I'm just makin' my way, we can parlay
I'm so about my business, 'bout that money always
That's how we do it all day, all day, all night
We can do it all day, okay? Alright, alright
I'm just makin' my way, we can parlay
I'm so about my business, 'bout that money always
That's how we do it all day, all day, all night
We can do it all day, okay? Alright, alright
Lost on this island, nigga
Deep in this ocean, nigga
Money and power, nigga
Fuck 'em, we focused, nigga
Fuckin' these models, nigga
Game, we roped it, nigga
Flowers and bottles, nigga
Get it and smoke it, nigga
Yeah... Stunna Man game plan
Mastermind, 100 mill' nigga, in my hand
Landin' in the sand with the pork, nigga
Mussolini business, we came up, nigga
Gave the game to my lil' nigga
Real nigga, kill or be killed nigga
You know a deal is a deal, nigga
And them houses we build, nigga
Business is business, homie
Cause we be the business, homie
Yeah, this is Su Wu business homie
See we get it and flip it, homie
Two white girls in my bed, one still up, one asleep
I'm on the balcony smokin', on the phone with my girl
She like: "I know somebody over there, cause nigga
You never go on the balcony"
What's poppin'
I'll make you bow down and welcome me
I played my cards right and your girlfriend dealt with me
Mama, I'm a motherfucker when I get the alc' in me
But I just popped a Perc
And you know can't mix that medicine with alcohol
Don't get yourself involved
I see you pussies getting old - menopause
Too much pussy on the road - I'm homesick
AK-47 right under my armpit
We them niggas that they act like - get the facts right
Cat-eyed Benz, cat-eyed Beamer, cat fight
Cat-eyed bitch in a cat suit with tattoos
Look around, is this where you wanna be? (Yeah, YMCMB)
This shit bigger than life and don't gotta play around - no, no, no, no
And when the sun comes up we gonna be alright
Speak up on it baby we gonna be alright (fully loaded)
I want you to know this is we - I'm bigger than life (I am my brother's keeper, nigga)
Bigger than life (million dollar music, flashy life style)
Oooooh when the sun goes down we gonna be alright (yeah, the sun do shine, nigga)
This is we, I'm bigger than life (one hunnid)
Uh, the city love me every night
And you're waving to the fans it ain't hard to decide
She know we fly, she pick a flight in no time
I'll be by my own business, why you busy minding mine?
You was on my level we both came from the ghetto
And later were separated, we hate it, I'm glad you made it
When your mountain top they say there's no where to go but down
But I'll be chillin' just look around
Perpendicular momma be straight forever
Her crib about an hour, now she an out-of-towner
Predicted it be better we change we change the game like quarters
Two dimes together they high five until whatever
I can mention your name but I rather keep it clever
YMCMB I tell ya every letter
She just wanna chill with a star feel
Special no stressing no pressure, I'll bless you
This is we - I'm bigger than life
This is we - I'm bigger than life
Ooooh when the sun goes down it will be alright
This is we - I'm bigger than life
Yeah, money on the grind, money on my mind
Do it big time; Junior head line
Big money nigga, hustle hundreds nigga
Old school nigga, hundred mill nigga
Chandelier lights, persian on the rug
Roberta for the bitch, nine for the plug
Counter hundred G's, fifty on the piece
Cooking up some keys, flip it with some B's
Yeah, everyday the same grind
Up late nights nigga tryna flip mine
Born to shine, plaques on every shelf
Blind any whether nigga with the Smith and Wess (BLAAAT)
Million on the whip nigga (sheeit)
Gucci bag full of chips nigga
Yeah and I got this game off the flow
Movin' bricks on the low, hundred G's full of throne
Yeah, Uptown off the mound nigga
Shredded down put it down, put it in every town nigga (high life)
Big money stay poppin'
Uptown real nigga
Uh, smoking on the good
Killing these hoes like Blair Underwood
Dreads on the wind, blowin' like a ribbon
Getting money like a bitch - umm, Robin Givens
God is my chauffeur take to my destiny
White girl, black girl, I call that referee
I'm differently alive, bullshit aside
Red flag in my pocket, I called it bullseye
I ain't never gave fuck about another motherfucker
Every night that I pray to god that I don't kill a undercover
Word to my mother, give the world to my mother
I swear when my momma dies, that's when I'mma die
Fuck bitches get money, Young Money go hard
Skate hard, big B's no honey
Got that drop top Maybach, smelling like payback
Payback, uhh...
This is we - I'm...
Look around, is this where you wanna be?
This shit bigger than life and we ain't gotta play around
And when the sun comes up we gonna be alright
Speak up on it baby I'mma get it alright
Cause I want you to knooooow...
[] w/ Chris Brown ad-libs
Stacks on deck; sun do shine, nigga
[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
Look into my eyes - you will see,
What you mean to me.
Search your heart - search your soul,
And when you find me there, you'll search no more.
Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for.
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for.
You know it's true,
Everything I do - I do it for you.
Look into your heart - you will find,
There's nothin' there to hide.
Take me as I am - take my life,
I would give it all - I would sacrifice.
Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for.
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more.
Ya know it's true,
Everything I do - I do it for you.
There's no love - like your love.
And no other - could give more love.
There's nowhere - unless you're there.
All the time - all the way.
Oh - you can't tell me it's not worth tryin' for.
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more,
Yeah, I would fight for you - I'd lie for you.
Walk the wire for you - yeah, I'd die for you.
Ya know it's true.
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
Ymcmb
I'm so twisted
Mack!
Chorus:
Dark, dark shades I can see them haters
... don't forget to tip the waiter
I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
I'm on that patron, marijuana get
Dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu
Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too
Yeah, back in this, tell 'em about it
These sweet niggers, a bunch brownies
You're talking about, I'm a g like a thousand
I'm on my one two, and I'm still counting
You got problems, well I got bigger problems
My soul back, make me bring, make me bring the...
You don't want that, homie
Plus I got that... you won't see tomorrow morning.
Be so, be so old, young money, money old
Life is full of choices and you chose
I'm so... to groove, the...
And if... I paint the picture
You know what I'm on, good and strong
You know where I'm going, I'm going, going, gone!
Holler at your boy, I don't give a, give a
Gotta tell these... make me shut you...
Chorus:
Dark, dark shades I can see them haters
... don't forget to tip the waiter
I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
I'm on that patron, marijuana get
Dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu
Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too
Just a third world gangsta, been filthy...
Hustler... I'm on, keep banking
Big mansions on the...
Popping shots out the bottle
Spending cause we're winning
Five star, money, power!
... man, hood rich
Build on some... bad boy rich
Chandelier, marble full of...
Out... with 'em dogs for the...
... throwing hundreds in the club.
Bouncing on the shine...
Head ride, green light, spend them at the green light
Flash light, fast life, for a cheap price.
Uh, uptown swaging life, living like we live it twice...
Chorus:
Dark, dark shades I can see them haters
... don't forget to tip the waiter
I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
I'm on that patron, marijuana get
Dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu
Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too
Yeah, down from new orleans, rest in peace like...
And I come from... it's a safari.
... I go retarded, the grass is green back in my garden
Pop, pop... we're arguing
Leave her leaking, if you're scared, go see the...
Got a bunch of... to tell me all of their secrets
And if I get in that... walls like graffiti
... I'm on my vampire, bloody red
... call it dead cash
And it's party time, excellent...
Party time, excellent...
Chorus:
Dark, dark shades I can see them haters
... don't forget to tip the waiter
I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
I'm on that patron, marijuana get
Dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu
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
(Verse 1: Tyga)
T-raw rock my own kick game
8 figure deal figure how I'm courtside at clip game
Still pop ace king shit I'm with rose
Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ
OK the day you beating me bitch no day
Bandz a make her dance that's thousand dollar foreplay
AK get a full clip not a soundwave
You kissed her in her mouth, ask her how my dick taste
Bitch nigga you don't want no drama im worth a couple commas
It's death before dishonor
Last king come sign up all my shit be disgner
Extroardinary rhymer I bodied yo' shit for nothin'
Wes, west up, hot temper
Get wet up she give me head not neck up
She clean the mess up
One false move death from gesture
Cash in the safe I don't feel no pressure
(Hook x2)
I'm dope
(All) all my shit dooe
(All) all my shit dope
Cuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
(Verse 2: Rick Ross)
Shit
She fuck hermes and the hustle
Crown on the watch she got niggas still thuggin'
8.7 on the crib so fuck it
Went gold in a month so it ain't no budget
New chains, rollex links
New chick just to drag my mink
New car just to ride around here
Aviator crew we flies 'round here
Hating on hood niggas dying 'round here
Bath Salt Boss, got insurance on the beard
Cars rockstar dope boys at odds
I done seen it all but it's back to these broads'
Hands clap like a nigga in the stadium
Million dollar chain but I'm rocking 8 of 'em
I see you sleeping boy don't make me pick your label up
Scottie pipen on the dribble I just laid 'em up
Another triple got me tripping like it's angel dust
We just winning all the women in my table ah
Say my name say my name nigga say my name
100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name
(Hook x2)
I'm dope
(All) all my shit dooe
(All) all my shit dope
Cuz it's 187 how I killing these hoes
(Verse 3: Tyga)
Chief rocka, pill popper
Tell them pull them things out cause my car topless
Off topic, get on top it wish us some absence
So sincere in her belly, that's the nah shit
King announcing that gangsta shit we mobbin'
We taking your dollars creflo no white collar
I (pop pop) wish a nigga would call thomas
Bitch I'm the bomb call me the unabomber
Money in my game I'm driving shit that's insane
You niggas stay in your lane no playing ain't nothing changed
Pardon this good regime, I make your girl david blaine
Murder was the case all the kids say that nigga T-raw
(Hook x2)
I'm dope
(All) all my shit dooe
(All) all my shit dope
[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
[Lil Wayne]
Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking man
Junior daddy - shitting on the game
You probably see me sitting on the Range
I'm hustling - look up in the sky it's a bird of some cain
Aye, I flip it twice and I serve in the game
Shout it "Ride fly, 20 birds on that thang"
I say shout it "Ride high dro burn my brain"
Gotta let a boy - I re-earn my thang
And my five pound germ might sing
A song - if you wanna sing say "Bling"
And if you ever see my pa say "King"
And if you ever see his son say "Weezy baby!"
New prints of the Big Easy baby
Ya'll niggas can't see me, but I see you lil Pha Pha baby
Ya dude can't lose - I'ma spread my wings and fly away brrrr!
[Chorus]
Know why I stay so fucking fly?
Stay dipped in every kind of ice?
Big rims on every ride?
Cause I got to, I got to nigga
Live life you ain't gone live it twice
Pop 'cris, smoke dro, and get that white
Don't worry 'bout the price
Cause I got you, I got to nigga
[Baby]
It's the king of the flyer
That ride skinny tires
I'm so so high and I'm so so higher
Its me and Jr. that's so so fly
Fuck them other niggas cause they need to retire
We pluck polar bear winter on my side
Sitting on the swine - alligator punch-line
Super stitch in my leather - pockets full of cheddar
Smoke sticky, icky, icky, icky
We drank absolute cristal for breakfast
New whips come out - I puts it together
Tell you how I do it - I change my leather
No stock Blackwood with the foreign feathers
And German eyes with them Gucci sweaters
Bought mami the matching shit and plucked her feathers
I wipe it down bitch - bird lady forever
Birdman switch from Rees to (?) leather
[Chorus]
[Baby]
She was a raggedy bitch, switched her up, cleaned her life
You no longer a scrub you the Birdman's wife
So don't you think twice about this mink and leather shit
You drive by the hood and bird shit on a bitch
Drive anything you want cause you the Birdman's bitch
Get anything you need and you roll with the clique
Go to the club and get a front row seat
Pop mo Don P just shit on a bitch
See your fly now mami - used to be a dirty bitch
Got all these hoes trying to ride your dick
You maintain mami - you never just wild out
That's why Stunna put you in that big ass house
With the German floors with the wood grain side
Mink on the door with the foreign G ride
(?) Bird berry Gucci be a surprise
No cost too high for my bitch to stay fly
(Hook: Future)
It's over 25 girls in my section
Lets make a movie tonight, you won't regret it
Fo real, fo real
You know the money bring the cars, the cars bring the hoes
Rockstar life, that's how it goes
Fo real, fo real
(Bridge: Future)
Who got that drink, hell yeah who got that drink
They wanna pop champagne, yeah they wanna drink
Fo real, fo real
(Verse 1: Future)
They wish they were rockstars like us
I bet you they wish they could get fly like us
The same gang of niggas in here with money on us
We got them mollies in here, they mix that Xan and that Tuss
Ain’t go to church this Sunday but I had church
I paid my tithes with them strippers, bought the bitch a purse
I’m on a whole 'nother planet, never on the Earth
I brought my whole hood with me and we goin’ berserk
(Bridge: Future)
Who got that drink, hell yeah who got that drink
They wanna pop champagne, yeah they wanna drink
Fo real, fo real
(Hook: Future)
It's over 25 girls in my section
Lets make a movie tonight, you won't regret it
Fo real, fo real
You know the money bring the cars, the cars bring the hoes
Rockstar life, that's how it goes
Fo real, fo real
(Verse 2: Drake)
Even though I used to act, man, this shit is not a act, nigga
I have never lied on a track, only facts, nigga
A lot of people willin’ to back that, and if you backtrack
I spoke about this comin’ to fruition in my raps, nigga
Yeah, then it happened, nigga, wassup, nigga?
You just jealous, you just bitter, shut the fuck up
This that I’ve been on the road shit, I’m back on my old shit
416, we know your bitch, that Free Band OVO shit, fo’ real.
(Bridge: Future)
Who got that drink, hell yeah who got that drink
They wanna pop champagne, yeah they wanna drink
Fo real, fo real
(Hook: Future)
It's over 25 girls in my section
Lets make a movie tonight, you won't regret it
Fo real, fo real
(Verse 3: Future)
I be splurgin’, Christian Dior, I got Chanel on order
I met that girl and had to spoil her ‘cause that girl’s so loyal
I met her when she was a dime and turned into a quarter
We drank champagne just like it’s water, drink that lean like water
They told me hold back, that’s when I went hard
I bought some guns, I bought some ice and bought some more lawyers
You try and take what I done sacrificed and worked hard for
I’m in that mode, I’m in that zone like when a nigga raw
I’m celebratin’ every day, goddamn it I could be starvin’
Let’s have a toast to all my niggas runnin’ up in apartments
We had a good year this year, we made a lot of fortunes
And we very fortunate
(Bridge: Future)
Who got that drink, hell yeah who got that drink
They wanna pop champagne, yeah they wanna drink
Looks like a looks like a job job job for job for
[Baby in the backround of chorus]
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Birdman motherfucker, holla at your boy nigga
Look, whew, fly in any weather nigga
Tryin to get this money
You know real real high, real real high
We tryin to stack it biatch
Bird call motherfucker!
[Chorus]
Birdman, look looks like a looks like a looks like a job job job for job for
Birdman, look looks like a looks like a looks like a job job job for job for
Birdman, look looks like a looks like a looks like a job job job for job for
Birdman, look looks like a looks like a looks like a job job job for job for
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'm on a mission lil daddy to scoop in the Caddy go visit Ms. Gladius
B(ah) to A(ah) to B-Y BIATCH!
Somethin' so fly and somethin' so slick
24's, 28's, got to be better, 18's never, nigga whatever
It's the New Orleans finest BIATCH!
I'm a worldwide rider with that Gucci and Prada shit
Look like I got to uplift my Prada, get a few dollars, holla at a model
Nigga if it ain't money it can't beat me
That platinum from the neck, wrists, finger, and teeth
But I'm so so cool and I'm so so ooh
Get outta line watch me bust my 2
I ran out the house and I ran in the building
Them people was comin, "Hands up!" ya feel me
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I'm the bird of the nest
The shark of the sea
Hungry dog on the concrete that's tryin' to eat
Nobody move me cause I be who I be
The Uptown rider, the home CMB
I get what I want when I want I could have it
Lexus, Bentley, and the Jag nothin' average
Never got married but I'm lovin' Ms. Gladius
Birdlady in that brand new Caddy
I'm a boss nigga
Nothin' less, two boats no cost nigga
Fly nigga hold your hearts nigga
That what Daddy told you, Mommy told you
I stand my grounds, be a man homie
No quarters no halves, with them wholes thang
"Fuck it, pitch in nigga!" and don't fuck with them chickens man
Flip whatever: cars, rims, and bucks
Live this life like you don't give a fuck nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Do a doughnut, swing around, and come around the corner
Change feathers twice, come back with the homies
That fly shit, that Prada and Gucci sheets
Feather to the floor with swine on her feets
Bezel that glow with the 9 on the seats
And whether thats snow or white mink on me
See I'm hustlin' leathers and I'm chasin' cheddars
That's Eminem's bitch, it gets no better
With the wide D-lips with the custom leather
And I ball like a dawg Hood Rich forever
See I'm iced all up with that chrome metal
Fully equiped with the Coogi sweater
But it's the Birdman daddy, I run with the bird game
Birds got to have it with my birdy change
But it's the big thangs on the big Range, stop and goes
26's, 28's, it's the Birdman
[Chorus 3X]
[Baby in the backround of chorus]
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah, you understand?
Birdman baby
Oh yeah, you're becoming my kind of a bird
You understand nigga?
Flip one, sell one, roll one baby
Whatever nigga, however you gonna go we gunna roll it to you bitch
I'm comin' to your hood boy, I'm flyin' too
18's is better, never nigga, 24's, 28's, I'm singing nigga
You understand this biatch?
Get rid of it little daddy
You understand?
Birdman motherfucker!
You know, you gots to hate me nigga
Bird call bitch
Let's get this money, holla at your boy nigga!
The Stunna, Cash Money number one nigga!
Yeah, that's how you lace me nigga!
I'm lovin' it!
Hey Lil' Weezy, Papa doin' his thang nigga!
Later boy, BMJ out!
Let's get this money baby
Ladies and Gentlemen, this young man is the author of the book
'Pimps Are People Too'
He is also the president of 'Guns, Bitches and Automobiles'
He also controls all the seafood trade
He got, the skrimps, the lobsters, the primes
The salmon, the little salmon, the big selmen
The sardines, the cardads and all that
Ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together
And give a warm welcome
To Jay Fizzle, my nizzle, fo shizzle
Hey, turn up J. Fizzle's microphone
Stunner and T Kizzie that's so icey
Mommy gave me rangs on the back of my bikey
I got the mink coat for wifey, wifey
Icey icey, my wifey wifey
They should have named me Dr. Freeze
'Cause I'm the coldest nigga y'all done seen
Day that rap met R&B;
We got the Birdman, Jazze and me
Ay, ay, see I'm so icey, my life so cool
So so icey, the boys a fool
Ice from iceman, I ice my boo
Iced all over, from my head to her shoe
Ice in the mail from Jacob, boo
I got a million dollar prala seat behind ya too
It's million dollar mob that's behind me, boo
Now watch what the fuck I do
Wipe 'em down, wipe 'em down, biatch
Tell me why, why is it so
That I'm so, oh, ice cold?
Tell me why, why is it so
That I'm so, oh, ice cold?
Ay, ay, T Kizzie, R&B; around
I put ice on my mom and my sister too
It's mister icey icey in the burgundy coupe
I'd ice my grand-daddy, if he still was here
On them white-wall tires with them white-wall rims
It's the million dollar ice, ice pumped up boots
I got ice all over, with the million dollar shoe
Look at iced up dro back, iced up me
Watch number eighteen as he kill the city
Put ice on my Benz, on the twenty inch rims
And I ice my lens with the barberry tims
I got ice on my wrist, too cold to melt
Pinky ring, icey icey in a bird nest
I'm from the ice clique, we unexplainably rich
Whole lot of hits, whole lot of chips
C O, the Birdman, whole lot of bricks
Put it all together, that's a whole lot of shit
Tell me why, why is it so
That I'm so, oh, ice cold?
Tell me why, why is it so
That I'm so, oh, ice cold?
Ay, ay, T. Kizzie, big pimpin'
I got million dollar game, with as fly as freak
Princess, bigness, ice on my teeth
Round shape, we shape, my shit is a fool
I got fifteen karats, icey ice, my boo
Went to the corner, you can see me
I'm in the ice cold six four, smokin' dro
Ballin' nice and E-Z, S S that I bought from fresh
With the Cali license plate that read 'L.A. Is Best'
Big Wop is iced out and Ceedi iced out
Tiny-toe, big G, my rounds iced out
And Exey icey hot, and busy is too
We get money, spit ice and wear Gucci suits
Let me tell you 'bout what we are is what we are
Ice cold money makin', see ya marra
And we gon' keep ballin' 'til they close the bar
And do the same damn thing tomarra, oh yeah, oh yeah
Tell me why, why is it so
That I'm so, oh, ice cold?
Tell me why, why is it so
That I'm so, oh, ice cold?
Fo sho, nigga, y'all know who want this ice shit
For this game, nigga, it ain't no secret
See ya morra for life, nigga, my whole crew shinnin', nigga
Busy, Birdman, third world magnolia, biatch
Say T Queezie, you too hot for me pimpin'
See you stunnin' and you talk enough shit
To make a cripple man walk, I'm a tell you like this, dog
See Jimmy, you holdin' down back there
Nigga, keep your head up, I'ma say
Elton, are you still one of the hottest niggas out there nigga?
You ain't front at all nigga, keep ya head up, biatch
My brother's in this shit ya heard me, biatch
Please believe me, nigga
[Incomprehensible]
Oh yeah, believe it Baby
Aight Toni, come on Toni
Baby you can do it
Take your time do it right
You can do it birdman, do it tonight
Get you shine Baby
It's your time, do it tonight
(Do it yeah)
Ay, ay, ay
See this stuntin, pimpin, cadalliac dippin
Grey-head miss Gladys, your son new mission
Birdman daddy, no divin for fishes
Until you ducks, I'm stackin my riches
Brought mami to the mall and she ball wit a genius
Frankie B, Kristen Desmenfifler
Stilleto boot, wife beater and I minked her
Spend like crazy, if the broad freak me
Dro back jersey, the world wide champion
Baby, in a coupe spin bout eighty
Bird island, know that I'm smilin
Broads on my yaught, wit they gucci and proper
Hood rich, I'm sellin that
Hood rats, cost dime a dollar
Boss pimpin got sick off of power
Get it how you live, I'm a known survivor
Baby you can do it
Take your time do it right
You can do it birdman, do it tonight
Get you shine Baby
It's your time, do it tonight
Uh, uh, oh, Baby, take your time
Bust they eye (bust they eye)
Uh, uh, oh, Baby, take your time
Bust they eye
Well it's the birdman daddy, I'll fly in any weather
I keep the birdlady with the feather in the pezzle
Always on the rock with the full length leather
I'm in the Benz, she in a new Lexus
22's cause we bird infested
Ruby red with the platinum necklace
She in the Escalade, so wild stretchin
I'm so so fly, the man done blessed me
Mami in the village so while dressed em
Mink on the boots wit the minked out sweater
Mink on the floor, with the mink chinchetta
Mink on the Gucci, with the mink on the leather
See I'm fly on these, mami ride on voles
Stop and go's on that new Range Rover
Time to go home, cause I gots to go because
(Mami is in the bed with the breakfast on the stove)
Baby you can do it
Take your time do it right
You can do it birdman, do it tonight
Get you shine Baby
It's your time, do it tonight
Uh, uh, oh, Baby, take your time
Bust they eye (bust they eye)
Uh, uh, oh, Baby, take your time
Bust they eye
Hey pimp, it's the rich and famous
You drivin wreckless, you drivin dangerous
Twenty inches on the caddy, don't blame me
Slab on the floor, but it's my turn Baby
Money ain't natin to me
See that birdman Jr., that somethin to me
What you know about runnin these streets
Get it how you live, and get it how ya be
Get it how ya hustle, and get it how ya see
Off parole so i'm puffin these trees
I'm so so high, I'm a world wide G
Connected to these streets, playa this cash money
[Baby you can do it
Take your time do it right
You can do it birdman, do it tonight
Get you shine Baby
It's your time, do it tonight
Uh, uh, oh, Baby, take your time
Bust they eye (bust they eye)
Uh, uh, oh, Baby, take your time
Bust they eye
Oh yeah, Stunner and TB man
Yo turn Baby, got your mink on
Your gucci on, your prala on
Do it, do it big
In yo new truck wit yo stop and go's, mami
It's supposed to look so so so fly
Ya done dig, 23's they on turn and shine ya done dig
Birdman daddy, I'm fly in any weather
Let's go
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Make it move for me baby
Make it jingle for me baby
Touch it down to the floor
Pick it up and let's go
See I walk through the club wit my Prada on
Valet to da keys 'cause the cars so strong
Twenty four ooh, mami know too
Ballas come through the side do' wit they crew
I went left and Puff went right, plus we had on all that ice
I had a bald chick he had one too
I had a mink on she had one too
Hey Birdman hold up a second
You see them ladies over there?
Them ladies singing that thing, ladies sing
Yeah, I like that there
Finish what you were saying
I bought the bar out so he bought the bar too
It ain't nothin' to a balla mami do what we do
Pimp game wear big rings, Birdman drive a red range
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Make it move for me baby
Make it jingle for me baby
Touch it down to the floor
Pick it up and let's go
Make it move for me baby
Make it jingle for me baby
Touch it down to the floor
Pick it up and let's go
Now shake it fast, watch yourself
Ma show me what you workin' wit twurk dat thang
Bounce like dat girl work that thang
Make a niga wanna hurt that thang
Stop frontin' ma and do dat dance
Make yo knees touch ya elbows and do dat dere
What you got there bend over show that tattoo right there
Just shake it, shake it, break it, break it
Now look at you momma, oh, high cut
I see from behind ya, oh, she's all that
Baby you a design a wit a, coach bag
Wit a scarf around it wit a, coach hat
Smack it up, slap it up, let me turn it up
Till you steam and you scream, I'm burnin' up
On the scene I seen her doin' the butt
Keep doin' what your doin' to her, let's go
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Make it move for me baby
Make it jingle for me baby
Touch it down to the floor
Pick it up and let's go
Make it move for me baby
Make it jingle for me baby
Touch it down to the floor
Pick it up and let's go
I see you lookin' at me momma like you could, drop somethin'
Keep lookin' at me momma 'cause you a, hot somethin'
Girl shake it around, like you got somethin'
No playin' around momma, stop frontin'
I see what you doin' mami, um hum
I like the way you move mami
Me and Diddy could buy you a car, ma
Me and Diddy could make you a star, ma
See those, let's go
Tell hot get them broads I'll bring 'em to the car show
Wipe a pimp down, touch the floor
Bend over pop it love, show me what'cha know
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Pretty lady go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do dat dance
Sexy momma go on do that dance
Make it move for me baby
Make it jingle for me baby
Touch it down to the floor
Pick it up and let's go
Make it move for me baby
Make it jingle for me baby
Touch it down to the floor
(Verse)
South to the runup rappers took up to
We don't wanna know how to do it
And they can't figure out what the fuck you still love,
That nigga you are tryin to ruin
Probably cuz a nigga knows shit from sugar
And could see through what you doin
But you made that bed and you bathed that nigga so the mob will start a chewin
Talk nigga more cuz I know a legend I'm and the thing that we pursuin
Don't wanna liber, gotta go right now cuz I gotta face the music
Sky can all but be blue and calm
Specially with a storm blowin
Jet Li strong so you see a nigga full so you know we can make it through it
I know you're kinds hurt but don't let em see your sweat
Just act like it's nothing to it
They laughin right now but they gon cry later, wouldn't take it if it wasn't true
Come here baby, it's alright, stop boo-hooin
Daddy gon be back up that real real soon
Come here
(Hook)
Boy! Why you gotta make yo mamma cry?
Hah? Stay out the street cuz they really gon die
Yall feel
Chasin down the street but get with you won't die
Boy! Why you gotta make yo mamma cry?
Hah? Stay out the street cuz they really gon die
Come here
Come here, let me talk to yall
Come here, come here
Come here, let me talk to yall
(Verse)
Left by the building, hang out a get rider
Real, I'm straight up like a motherfuckin pistol
I called but you been tied, rolled but you been like
Does a motherfucker reckon tell er gesundheit?
Tell that motherfucker you was in the big house
Tell the motherfucker what you made up man
Tell the motherfuckers how they used to treat you
Tell em what you gonna do when you get up
Shake them fuckin streets, break them fuckin beats
Knock that motherfucker down, tear that bitch to pieces
Rappers in for the spot that I'm runnin
Nigga proud of the place that you hung in
Tell me who gon be gone for that long thing?
Get back on top of it and niggas never done that
Sure that was nothing but a setback
Show em just how a real nigga come back
Make him wish that he never would've did that
And the motherfuckin niggas gon regret that
That dog gon have his day
You'll see that when it's over, her friend don't cry no more
Come nigga on dad soon
(Hook)
Boy! Why you gotta make yo mamma cry?
Hah? Stay out the street cuz that where you gon die
Yall feel
Chasin down the street but get with you won't die
Boy! Why you gotta make yo mamma cry?
Hah? Stay out the street cuz that where you gon die
Come here
Come here, let me talk to yall
Come here, come here
Come here, let me talk to yall
(Verse)
I'm scared hard like I always was
So I imagine if a nigga ain't have to leave
Wanted to call the motherfucker that,
Even took the mic and I'll tell him where I be
Head this on where at the top of the pile at a height that you can't believe
And what you did and you didn't do
Do it, I gon really keep it between you and me
How the fuck you ever dealt but you don't worth him and expect him not to leave?
How the fuck you think you can cut a nigga that deep and expect him not to bleed?
I'm fuckin him up, I got yo house when it be messy
To the broke with me now dip
Not many niggas can't catch me
But rap was there for me more than my closest homey
Never turned on me, fair not but I was hoping
I just want stuck a sucka, you ain't give a fuck you waited
All that's over now, that alja baby
(Hook)
Boy! Why you gotta make yo mamma cry?
Hah? Stay out the street cuz that where you gon die
Yall feel
Chasin down the street but get with you won't die
Boy! Why you gotta make yo mamma cry?
Hah? Stay out the street cuz that where you gon die
Come here
Come here, let me talk to yall
Come here, it down, shut up
Come here, let me talk to yall
(Outro)
Ayo you new rappers
I told you class was in session
But this class was like in the 1940's
Where if you fuck up and get raw
We put you over our fuckin knee
And we beat the shit out of you
Mystikal
Still a fuckin problem
You get it?
1940's
Old school class is in fuckin session
See, the party won't start 'til I walk in
And I might start over with them Burberry tims
Me and J.D. with 'bout 10 of our friends
The Benz, the Lexus with the bubble eye lens
Bentley, coupes with the rag top vets
Brand new caddy with the Jews and jets
Throw up your sets up your bets
I'm the big check sign nigga, rhyme nigga, 24 I'ma grind
Nigga, hot boys since runnin' they was singin'
Here we go spendin' dough shit you ain't know
I works this pimp juice
Cash Money and So So Def, all hell 'bout to break loose
Every city, town I go
Y'all know just how it be
When I come through, I shut it down
'Cuz ain't nobody bad like me
From the girls in the club that be shakin' they ass
To the way that we make your speakers blast
Last name Money, first name is Cash
Y'all know, y'all know just how it be
Big pimpin' and hustlin', we ridin' and dubbin'
When we walk through the club, all the hoes be huggin'
More money, more pain, three colors on the range
We threw it out the roof screamin' money ain't a thang
Visit JD, get a boo and see it
We Gucci down from the head to the feet
The Cash Money model, this nigga be greedy
And these horny hoes holla stunna please fini
I'm the loud over the top type
Never quiet when I come to your town
I'm trying to start me a riot, fuck your diet
Me and my niggas keep eating
Heating like DeNiro in the middle of the street and
I represent those that party all night
Shut down the club screamin' green light
It's me and the Birdman, ya heard
Please be clear, it's so much stunnin' goin' on in here
Every city, town I go
Y'all know just how it be
When I come through, I shut it down
'Cuz ain't nobody bad like me
From the girls in the club that be shakin' they ass
To the way that we make your speakers blast
Last name Money, first name is Cash
Y'all know, y'all know just how it be
Every city, town I go
Y'all know just how it be
When I come through, I shut it down
'Cuz ain't nobody bad like me
From the girls in the club that be shakin' they ass
To the way that we make your speakers blast
Last name Money, first name is Cash
Y'all know, y'all know just how it be
Every city, when I come through
From the girls in the club that be shakin' they ass
To the way that we make your speakers blast
Last name, first name is Cash
Y'all know, y'all know just how it be
Every city, town I go
Y'all know just how it be
When I come through, I shut it down
'Cuz ain't nobody bad like me
From the girls in the club that be shakin' they ass
To the way that we make your speakers blast
Last name Money, first name is Cash
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
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
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
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss
Yeah sun shinin doin it like this-a-way
5 star doin it like everyday
Pick mama up ridin with the paper plates
Big houses 20 mills own estates
Brought her to my town
Showed her my uptown, showed her my uptown
Show her where i stood my ground
How we did it how we put it down
New money and we blowin straight out the pound
To the mall let her do what she do
She grind cause she wanna
And she hustlin too
I do it how i feel
I'm da boss of my shit
About 8, 9 o clock mama cookin my shit
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss
When you see baby girl nigga rockin red
Best believe that she doin it for a nigga
Tear drop on her hand just like her man
14 tear drops nigga im the man
Stand my ground do mines uptown
Get it how i live nigga show em how i put it down
When i see her on TV cuz
It be like thats my blood (yeah)
Cause she rep me thoroughly
Uptown nigga hold me down thoroughly (Yeah)
And she fuck me patiently
And i love how she work me
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss
So im back in my hood in the neck of my woods
5 star you know im good
5 star im out my hood
Put in work lil daddy so you know its good
Mama love my style i cant do it though
Been through a whole bunch of yall solo
You know its all good like i give it up
Gave it up, Got it up
Now im still standin up
I got me somethin in the plan though
Money in the hand doin it so brand-o
Bring her to an island let her piece it out
Lovin my gangster tatted out
I love it when she bossy
Sexy when she bossy
I know i am the boss
I kinda like it when she boss me
Love it when im bossy
Touch me when im bossy
She thinks she is the boss
She kinda likes it when im Bos(sy)
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
She thinks she in control but ima let her know
Who da boss, Who da boss
Who da boss, Who da boss
When we switch roles I let it be known
Im Da boss
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
I run this bitch and I'ma keep runnin'
I'ma keep runnin', one neva runnin' outta money
I'ma dog, I'ma stunt, if I don't do nothin'
And my car so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussy, wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun and a bad yello bitch
And it looks like I'ma die like this
'Cause we be stunin' on these bitches
Get money on these bitches
$250 on the wrist, nigga, we be the illest
We be the realist, CMB, nigga
Uptown soldier with the money to the ceilin'
Shinin' like a diamond from a eagle to a pigeon
Birds on the wire, 100 deep and we chillin'
Finger on the trigga, that's the uptown livin'
High to the sky, no dobbin for fishes
Hustlin', doin' donuts in the lam
Candy on the slam, 50 on the av
100 at the crib, get it how you live
Stuntin' on these bitches, red diamond's how I feel
I run this bitch and I'ma keep runnin'
I'ma keep runnin', one neva runnin' outta money
I'ma dog, I'ma stunt, if I don't do nothin'
And my car so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussy, wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun and a bad yello bitch
And it looks like I'ma die like this
I'm a uptown solider, know how I roll her
Money go get her, MLB all over
Hustlin' with the birds, go and take it off his shoulder
Grindin' with the homies, got the game out the nose
100 Gs wrap, hood with a strap
Blowin' on the dojo, nigga stuntin' in a 'lac
Chicken in the oven, wall safe for the stack
Bought a brand new range and a brand new 'bac
Old school caddy, fifth wheel slab back
Brand new truck, a brand new bike
A brand new house, a brand new side
A brand new bitch with a hood rich life
I run this bitch and I'ma keep runnin'
I'ma keep runnin', one neva runnin' outta money
I'ma dog, I'ma stunt, if I don't do nothin'
And my car so pretty all these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussy, wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun and a bad yello bitch
And it looks like I'ma die like this
I run this bitch and I'ma keep runnin'
I'ma keep runnin', one neva runnin' outta money
I'ma dog, I'ma stunt, if I don't do nothin'
All these hoes wanna fuck it
I got pussy, wet paint, big boy shoes
Soft ass seats and my trunk go boom
I gotta black ass gun and a bad yello bitch