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Showing posts with label Birdman. Show all posts

Birdman ft. Lil Wayne - Shine On Lyrics

Sinister Hack Filed Under: Labels:
[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 {*3x*}
so Nigga Stop Hatin'
get Your Shine On {*3x*}
you Know We Gonna Make It
get Your Shine On {*3x*}
so Nigga Stop Hatin'
get Your Shine On {*3x*}
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 Specialist Vet, 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
c, F Baby For The Team I Rep Daily
i Come To The Defense Like Champ 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]

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Birdman feat Drake & Lil Wayne - Money To Blow Lyrics

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Richer than the richest
Mo' money bitches

[Drake]
Comin' to you live
From the city of huston,
Atlanta, vegas

[Birdman]
So what it do young nigga
100



[Drake]
I am on a 24 hour
Champagne diet spillin' while I'm sippin'
I encourage you to try it
I'm probably just sayin' that cause I don't have to buy it
The club owner supply it
Boy I'm on that fly shit
I am, what everybody in my past don't want me to be
Guess what, I made it
I'm da mother fuckin' man
I jus want you to see
Come take a look, get a load of dis ni**a
Quit frontin' on me
Don't come around and try to gas me up I like runnin on E
I I I I'm on my disney shit
Goofy flow on records I'm Captin Hook
And my new car is Rupio
Damn where my roof just go
I'm somebody that you should know
Get to shakin' somethin' cause that's what Drama produced it fo'
Yes I make mistakes that I don't ever make excuses for
Leavin' girls that love me and constantly seducing hoes
I'm losing my thoughts I said damn where my roof just go
Top slipped off like Janet at the Super Bowl

[Chrous]
I got 'em
He can't, they can't, and I can't blame 'em
Since I got famous bitch, I got money to blow
Gettin it in, letting these bills fall
All over your skin
Got money to blow 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 bird, hit the gucci store
And later get served
We smoked out with no roof on it
Them people passin so we smash on them
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 I'm higher than I ever been
Born rich born uptown born to win
Fully loaded automatic 6 Benz
Candy paint foreign lights with my bitch in
Born hustlin too big nigga to size me up
Can't stop me more money burn em up

[Chrous]
I got 'em
He can't, they can't, and I can't blame 'em
Since I got famous bitch, I got money to blow
Gettin it in, letting these bills fall
All over your skin
Got money to blow oh oh oh oh oh oh

[Weezy]
I get paid every 24 hours money and the power
Come to VIP and get a Champagne Shower
I don't have to worry because everything ours,
And I got a big bouquet of Mary Janes Flowers
That kush I promise that's My Dude
But we don't smoke that Reggie Bush
And I'm with two women make you take a second look
We poppin like Champagne Bottles But We Never Shook
And We Goin Be Alright If We Put Drake On Every Hook

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