Birdman Album

[No lyrics]

[Chorus:]
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

[Verse 1:]
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

[Chorus:]
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

[Verse 2:]
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

[Chorus:]
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

(feat. Lil' Wayne)

We be stuntin' on these bitches
get money on these bitches
250 on the wrist nigga we be the illest
we be the realest
see em be niggaz
up-town soldier with the money to the ceiling
shinnin' like a diamond from an eagle to a pigeon
birds on the wire a hundred deep and we chillen

finger on the trigger thats the up-town livin'
high o the sky no doubt we livin'
hustlin' doin donuts in the lamb
candy on the slam
50 on the air
hundred at the crib
get it how ya live
stuntin' on these bitches red diamonds how i feel

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(feat. Rick Ross, Young Jeezy & Lil Wayne)

Dis for da hood, Dis for da ghetto
Dis for all dem niggas gettin dat money
Dat cash money, Dat 100 million dollar money
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
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 4's 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 smell a lot of 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, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto

Everyday a new whip hommie, So you know I gets my shine on
Flip after we flip hommie, So you know I 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 hommie 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 lik 10 more times nigga

I smell a lot of 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, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto

I'm from da ghetto, da bottoms, da hood, da slums
There's 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
Don't 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 feeling to me
Niggas move sloppy and I really don't like it
F**k around and get everybody inedited
Saw dis shit commin, you woulda thought I was a psychic
F**k around go dead broke tryin to fight it

I, I, I all nighted, I every dayed it
And when it comes to my dues, I over payed it
Rated hood bitch, Bitch I'm hood bitch
I aint a asshole, but I'm on some hood shit
I wish I would switch, I don't know how
Blood gang sworm like a red ant pile
Mean mug, like I can't smile
Like my grill big, Coast me a 100 thou

I smell a lot of 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, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up, If ya ghetto, throw ya hood up
If ya ghetto

Cash Money Millionaires, Cash Money Billionaires, Cash Money Trillionaires
We rich, We aint neva gone stop, Neva
We got money nigga

(feat. Lil Wayne)

[Lil Wayne:]
Stunna it's your turf 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

[Birdman:]
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

[Lil Wayne:]
Yeah cause I be with dem different hoes
I mean dem different hoes

Believe dat
Uh huh
Believe dat
Tell em girl
Believe dat
Put your name
Believe dat
Where you from
Believe dat
I know what your saying
Believe dat
It's like I'm just playing but
Believe dat

[Birdman:]
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

[Lil Wayne:]
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
They just gonna cut me off
Believe dat
I understand
Believe dat
Believe dat
My girl say and I say believe dat [x2]

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
Believe dat

Yeah Nigga we gotta fly muhfuckin whip you hear me?
we pull up you hurd me? feelin' like them hoes gon' fuck your car huh?
(lets go) pussy like candy, pussy wet candy, bitchies 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, spank the bitch, spank the bitch send the bitch home...

Verse 1:
you know i pull up in this vet nigga gettin this change (gettin this change) bitchies been watchin' me doin mah thang, headin to the vet, bitchies and far country we be waitin on tha left
see me in a lim hundred, uptown rap hunna, uptown get money , uptown we stuntin

Yeahh.. scene so thick
Talkin bout OutKast, Organized, Rap-A-Lot
Nuttin but that U.G.K.
All the playas
All the hustlers
Eightball, MJG, Goodie Mob
Y'all know what it is

[Ludacris]
See I'm a Southern ass nigga with some Southern ass hos
A hundred thou cash gets the Southern ass flow
I'm rich bitch no more runnin round cold
Or shootin up windows and gunnin down doors
Oh, yea I think the suckas now know
That the hummer got dropped keep it on the down low
I'm cruisin up highways, stunnin down roads
I'll open up shop then I'm shuttin down shows
Luda cash cheques that'll break the bank
Then I'm in the Old School like Frank the Tank
You can't beat me join me, petes they bore me
But all the Southern asses they keep me horny
Oooh, Big Tymers in a private jet
Got the head of Universal to sign the cheque
Meanwhile Ludacris is out arrangin rovers
Every coast watch out 'cause the south's takin over
Uhh

[Mannie Fresh - Chorus]
Caddie Devils
Wood steerin wheels
Got that chromed out lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
Nigga whippin out cash
Just blowin the grass
(That's Southern cousin)
Caddie Devils
Wood steerin wheels
Got that chromed out lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
Nigga whippin out cash
Just blowin the grass
(And you thought it wasn't)

[Lil Wayne]
Ay ay
Weezy the god bow down give praises
I'm easy involved with the drugs in my matrix
Just keepin it calm kickin dubs from my laces
I'm puckin a dre in the escalade basic
Don't you f**kin play 'cause I escapade faces
Buck fifty a gram quickly I'm real shifty
Come get me I'll be waitin the steel with me
Show appreciation for those who still with me
Throw a heap of gravy at those who still envy
'cause Weezy f baby all gravy gotta feel me
Heh heh, feel me Lil' Weezy gat go blakah
Feel heat feel sleepy, here's your mattress
Chill, I'm still street deep, I got access
Young and play hard with no practice
Feelin me is like huggin a cactus
But if you know pain you take it love it and patch it
South side

[Mannie Fresh - Chorus]
Caddie Devils
Wood steerin wheels
Got that chromed out lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
Nigga whippin out cash
Just blowin the grass
(That's Southern cousin)
Caddie Devils
Wood steerin wheels
Got that chromed out lady on top of the grill
With your foot in the gas
Nigga whippin out cash
Just blowin the grass
(And you thought it wasn't)

[Mannie Fresh]
Got Southern type jeans, Southern type shirt
When I drank a lot of beer give a Southern ass burp
Got Southern ass crib, Southern ass car
Down where I'm from I'm a Southern ass star
Got Southern ass chain, Southern ass brain
Where I talk a lotta shit with a Southern ass slang
On any Southern beat got a bunch of Southern freaks
Buck naked outside neighbors callin police
Got a little Southern boy with a little Southern bike
Got a little Southern girlfriend that he'd like
Got a Southern ass truck with a Southern ass dog
Got a big big system knockin pictures off the wall
Got a big Southern party drivin big seven forty
Me and Jazzy Phae cutting on some Southern shortys
I'ma be Southern til the day I go
From my head to my belly to my knees to my toes

[Baby]
I'm a Southern ass nigga that that grew up hard
Uptown third ward nigga blow up a car
I'm the Southern ass nigga with the golds in my mouth
New cars new rims with the work in the drop
I'm a fool, I'm the dude, Mannie fresh the shit
Two ghetto ass niggas now to flip a brick
Well I'm stunna homeboy and I'm filthy rich
Super fly get money in the drop top six
I'm a Southern ass nigga that could blow in the sky
Good weed, twenty threes on that brand new ride
I'm a big money nigga with a boat on the lake
M-I-A and A-T-L we do it state to state
I'm a Southern ass nigga drive fifty whips
Ten bikes customized everything we get
I'm a fly nigga money and my jewels be glistenin
Twenty fours on the Bentley and we blues them bitches nigga

[Jazzy Phae]
Four on the whips Southern cousin
Home in the hills Southern cousin
Chromes and Devils Southern cousin
Home cooked meals Southern cousin
Woooo
When I'm a old school, shine up the wheels
Feet on the mink floors, how does it feel
Wood on the console, chrome on the grill
When you come down here you know what it is
Wooooo
[fade out]
Four on the whips Southern cousin
Home in the hills Southern cousin
Chromes and Devils Southern cousin
Home cooked meals Southern cousin

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[No lyrics]

You know what I'm sayin'
You know what I be like
Sometimes i' just have to be that
Better u 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 I :
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 thém 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 II :
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 III
(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

Refrain

(feat. Lil Wayne)

[Chorus]
Chomp with straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models, (uh huh)
Chomp with straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models,
[Birdman] Okay, we poppin champeign like we won a championship game,
[Lil Wayne] Look like I got on a championship ring,
[Birdman] Cause I ball hard,
[Lil Wayne] Notice we ball harder,
[Birdman] I am the Birdman,
[Lil Wayne] And I'm the J-R-uh,

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Okay, start with straight shots and then pop bottles,
Pour it on the models,
Shut up bitch, swallow,
If you can't swallow,
Shut up bitch, gargle,
Straight up out that water with my Mark Jacob goggles,
I'm fresher than a muh-fuckah,
Yeah I'm a muh-fuckah,
No I won't take your girl, but I shall take her tongue from her,
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Like no other woman,
Oh, I'm sorry sweetheart,
I thought you were my other woman

[Chorus]
Chomp with straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models, (uh huh)
Chomp with straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models,
[Birdman] Okay, we poppin champeign like we won a championship game,
[Lil Wayne] Look like I got on a championship ring,
[Birdman] Cause I ball hard,
[Lil Wayne] Notice we ball harder,
[Birdman] I am the Birdman,
[Lil Wayne] And I'm the J-R-uh,

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Now as I recline behind my desk,
I aint got alot of Nikes, but I got alot of checks, (money)
Got my own shoe brand new on the set,
Went from sittin in the cell,
To sittin on a jet,
From shittin in the cell,
To shittin on a jet,
I lost too many friends, but I won too many bets,
I made too much money, I aint make enough yet,
So I scratch, and yes,
Junior is the best, (shawty)
So many niggas from my hood on they back,
So many niggas from your hood on they back,
That's why we so paid and it be like that,
I'd rather pop a bottle,
Before I pop a gat

[Chorus]
Chomp with straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models, (well I'ma)
Chomp with straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models,
[Birdman] Okay, we poppin champeign like we won a championship game,
[Lil Wayne] Look like I got on a championship ring,
[Birdman] Cause I ball hard,
[Lil Wayne] Notice we ball harder,
[Birdman] I am the Birdman,
[Lil Wayne] And I'm the J-R-uh,

[Verse 3: Birdman]
Yea, only sippin red champeign-ya,
White-T, red hat, red bandana,
Uptown, choppers fuck companions,
Fuck with the Birdman we choppin your companion,
Fuckin with my son, and we run up on your mansion,
Chopper make music, nigga start dancin,
Stunna-man's back so you know the circumstances,
And I'm cookin up Tha Carter 3, no advances,
All my cars, all the latest automatics,
No lie, we don't even drive no askin,
Uptown, we packin and we stackin,
Young Money, Cash Money we the champions

[Chorus]
Chomp with straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models, (uh huh)
Chomp with straight shots and then pop bottles, (yea)
Flirt with the hood rats thin pop models,
[Birdman] Okay, we poppin champeign like we won a championship game,
[Lil Wayne] Look like I got on a championship ring,
[Birdman] Cause I ball hard,
[Lil Wayne] Notice we ball harder,
[Birdman] I am the Birdman,
[Lil Wayne] And I'm the J-R-uh,

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
G-Unit

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 Gs 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 cuz they know we got cheese
Rife M.O.B thats how it'd be
Cook a whole G let him, let him fly on the street
Tall like a motherfucker condo on the beach
Thats 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 cuz we shine condo
The niggas act like hoes we let them all go
Coming of the ceilin' with the chopper and some dope

[No lyrics]

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
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!

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
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!

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
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!

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
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!

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
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!

[Ad-Lib: Birdman]
Yup! Put it in the air nigga.
Light your lighters in the air.
This for my dead homies.
Yeah!

[Verse 3: Baby aka Birdman]
"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

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
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!

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
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!

(feat. Lil' Wayne)

100...stunna!..wot it is nigga?...i fucking love it!..we ride and die fo this money nigga!..(haha) its your turn..

lil wayne chrous (2x)
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 (2x) (yeah)

birdman
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

lil wayne [chorus] x2

birdman verse 2
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)

lil wayne chrous 2x
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 (2x) (yeah)

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
Let's keep up the good work

(feat. All Star Cashville Prince & Yo Gotti)

This here for the money homeboy
Money money money train nigga
It's like we evolve till we fall, and we done fall till we evolve
And then we back and bounce back bitch
YEA
It's real simple nigga
It's just seein to be what's in you nigga
If you a hustla, you gonna get dough
And that's how it goes.

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

I gotta get this money, I gotta I just gotta
Not a little a lotta from rap, a rough rida
(Harlem)
I'm prolly out in the east getting it in on the loc since I'm a stunna I get em from ten
(yeaaa)
I just bought some new guns and got rid of some friends (f**k em)
I'm about my business I git it from Slim
I grind hard (grind haaard) ya cashville I'm gon swagga
Pimpin on the car I'm gon mask up or bang up

Hustla, gangsta, old school Chevrolet
Custom painted (skerr) they love me in the hood,
So I'm like f**k bein famous
You don't wana live my life,
Trust me I'm dangerous, I must keep a banga
(Yeeaaa)What can I say but when it's on, it's on
If we don' call it off until everybody's gone
Allstar homey, keep a hell of a price
Cash money still a army and I earn my stripes

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

I'm a gangsta millionaire since
You could put me on the scale and weigh everythin
I'm 36 old fishscale still stand
Then eat the nigga
And I'm gonna ride fo my people nigga
I'm in the hood where the dudes be
Whoever assumed that me a b runnin around with c and b
I gotta a army and I'm the general nigga
Money plentiful nigga, then why your old lady into the nigga
I'm a button down bricks and voices off in my head
Like murder bout the spirits and watchin out fo the feds
Fo real I got Mexican friends, I ain't gon' lie about it
And I took a few losses I ain't gon' cry about it
But I'll front you a brick if you down and tapped out
A nigga shot your homie in the head, you just getting high about it
Yo gotti straight up I'm a snitch killa
Don't even speak to me Garth, you ain't a real nigga

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

Now I'm riding through my town got the key to my city
All the tin mo things brand new in the minute
Every nigga in this mothaf**ka no me dog
Livin legend, ridin fly, nigga ball n fall
Methomine project where I started the struggle
Gladis run around sams in the circle we hustle
K.C gave me the game, I took it n tuck it
Nigga brought it to another level cookin n cutting
From the half 17's, nigga 50 n hundreds,
I done made the lamborghinis, rolls royces on buttons
And I done did my time, I wouldn't git it, wouldn't git it
And got it on my mind cause it's money over bitches
All the time I'm bout mine, nigga workin from digits
Green bag full of cash nigga how we feel it
Stunna island poppin bottles nigga f**kin them bitches
Got the money and fame and them and them come on with it, mo hundred

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous
Them niggas talking bout it but they know we gangstas
Tommy guns, army guns quick to bang ya
Pull up at the club brand new fresh painted
Them hoes wanna ride hood rich n famous

Eeyyy

[Chorus]
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 I’m bossy
Touch me when I’m bossy
She thinks she is the boss,
She kinda likes it when I’m bossy

Who the boss
Who the boss
Who the boss
Who the boss
She thinks she’s in control but
Imma let her know
Who the boss
Who the boss
Who the boss
Who the boss
We could switch roles but
Let it be known, I’m the boss

Yeah
Sunshine and doing it like dissert waist

5 star doing it like everyday
Pick momma up ridin’ with the paper plates
Big houses, 20 mills on the stakes
Brought her to my town
Showed her my uptown
Showed her my uptown
Showed her where I stood my grounds
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 cuz she want it
And she hustling too
I do it how I feel
I’m the boss of my s***
Bout 8 9 o’clock momma cookin’ my s***

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 I’m bossy
Touch me when I’m bossy
She thinks she is the boss,
She kinda likes it when I’m bossy

[Chorus]
Who the boss
Who the boss
Who the boss
Who the boss
She thinks she’s in control but
Imma let her know
Who the boss
Who the boss
Who the boss
Who the boss
We could switch roles but
Let it be known, I’m the boss

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