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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
got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too

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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
got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too

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Yeah you seen my watch, yeah you seen my chain
Yeah you seen my wrist, or my brand new Range
On the game it’s so plain to see, I ain’t playing so you lames
Better not take a thang for me
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
On the hood, take mine, but a nigga wish he could

I wish a nigga would, try to run up on the cake, come up
And that’s on the hood, he gonna meet my chromay
You niggas ain’t heard, it’s the blue deep game
So I … if a nigga smash my deep blue chain
I ride around the city and shine I don’t give a fuck
Try to stick my up, my pop squad will hit you up
I love homies like that homie cake…
Try to get something from me I’ma let the cake pop
If you get my ice you better kill me cold
Cause I’ma come right for you like Jimmy Bones
Young money, cash money nigga who is he
I make young east side, on repping that blue deep nigga

Yeah you seen my watch, yeah you seen my chain
Yeah you seen my wrist, or my brand new Range
On the game it’s so plain to see, I ain’t playing so you lames
Better not take a thang for me
Yeah you seen my ring, yeah you seen my ears
Yeah you see that kit on my brand new Benz
On my … man I bring the heat
I ain’t playing so you lames
Better not take a thang for me
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
On the hood, take mine, but a nigga wish he could

Don’t confuse me with a pussy rapper making them threads
But homie take mine you won’t take another breath
I didn’t worked too hard to become a nigga …
Bitch I put that on god, I’ma make a nigga quit
Fucking with the squad, yeah we on some bigger shit
But if it take a U turn just to make a nigga learn
Watch the boy backtrack, black mask, black that
Black jack, black, black
Black hands, bang bang
Let a motherfucker know, you ain’t playing bout your … you will let a couple go
Nigga better get a job, punching somebody clock
Cause g’s botta pump, pump, pump, bodies gonna drop on pop

Yeah you seen my watch, yeah you seen my chain
Yeah you seen my wrist, or my brand new Range
On the game it’s so plain to see, I ain’t playing so you lames
Better not take a thang for me
Yeah you seen my ring, yeah you seen my ears
Yeah you see that kit on my brand new Benz
On my … man I bring the heat
I ain’t playing so you lames
Better not take a thang for me
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
On the hood, take mine, but a nigga wish he could

Tell the jack boys ain’t nothing popping tonight
This a message to them niggas that be watching my ice
I got niggas in the club, watching you, watching me
Before you cop, we gonna pop we gonna shoot till it’s on
You see a 2 beloved…
And now they telling medics to the …where you headed
Pronounce dead on the scene, body bag, toe tags
Self defense, no time, more jury, more cash
See the Novocaine don’t feel you boy
So my mama I’m shine you till they kill you boy
When the…breaks his legs, see they shoot him in his head
Cause you looking miserable, nigga I wish a nigga would

Yeah you seen my watch, yeah you seen my chain
Yeah you seen my wrist, or my brand new Range
On the game it’s so plain to see, I ain’t playing so you lames
Better not take a thang for me
Yeah you seen my ring, yeah you seen my ears
Yeah you see that kit on my brand new Benz
On my … man I bring the heat
I ain’t playing so you lames
Better not take a thang for me
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
Y’all hope a nigga don’t, I wish a nigga would
On the hood, take mine, but a nigga wish he could.

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I’m cruising, with my windows halfway down
Bruising, if he actin like a clown
Loosing, if he don’t wanna be found
If he going that water then make sure that he drown
I’m a shark nigga, I’m feeling like Georgia, I’m a shark nigga
He’s a dolphin, now you’s a gold fish, I’m a shark nigga
Warrup nigga tell them, sharks nigga

I’m … I see you peeping me, I’m peeping him
Because we’re peeping the nigga that’s next to us
Like he checking us, like he bout jacking us
The cops on the corner, they got visions, are hacking us
Who attacking us, you niggas claim you warriors?
… you niggas don’t want war with us
Warrup low Jack, low jigger…
That’s my nigga…get with me g
I know he straight from the dub side, nigga that’s the west coast
They don’t get right they’ll get left for
Warrup bird man, see that’s my uncle though
And he will punk you and spank you behind me
Warrup sugar…that’s my uncle too
Something like my step pops
You’ll get left out, right on the block
If you fucking with us, cause we don’t play no games
You niggas is lame, warrup Dwaine that’s my brothers
We’ll bruise you if you clown

See we just cruising with the windows halfway down
Said loose him, if the nigga don’t wanna be found
If he won’t come in the water, no life jacket, let him drown
Let him drown nigga
You’s a goldfish, I’m a shark, like a spark in the dark
If I blast at your knees, you can’t walk
If I put a muzzle on you, how you talk
Speak nigga, yeah speak up, I’m coming through your speakers
Nah, I ain’t fucking the song, I’m just chilling
I’m laid back, I owe you one, I put a check there
Signed by the X, cash it…
G’s up, hoes down, nigga when we roll round
Blast shots at him, with a big…
If it’s big then it might be a 7…
You 6,7 or 6,9
Nigga I got something that’s full 7…
So you wanna play, nigga this ain’t recess
Your mama she will be stressed
Sitting on a bench like it’s recess but no court
This is sport, you bitch ass niggas don’t wanna fuck with us, get a fork
Or better yet, switch your plate up if it’s beef
Better becoming veggies if it’s beef

Bitch look, I’m cruising with the windows halfway down
Loos a nigga if he doesn’t wanan be found
Come up in this water you gonna drown, you wanna fuck with these sharks…

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[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
i can teach you how to speak my language, rosetta stone

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my niggers 100, my corner 100
the car cost 100, the trunk hold 100
just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
the nights cost 100, the ice in abundance
now i’m fucking with h, … taking no …
we scoring the points, we the makers…
…you to testify, never make you to …
i sprinkle pesticide, said …
you can’t be talking live when you walking in the house
fuck what you talking bout, bitch you walking in and out
ain’t whipping no ounce, ain’t touching no ounce
if you fuck with an ounce, get the fuck out the house
cause this only square, when you come in here
so far you squares, let me make it clear
let me give you straight, i’m a fish in the take
not the fish in the tank
i got money to make

my niggers 100, my corner 100
the car cost 100, the trunk hold 100
just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
the nights cost 100, the ice in abundance x 2

… fucking with me, popping bottles throwing money
niggers giving headshots, bitch no running
them hundreds came fast, bitches came quicker
wet candy paint sticky moving start dipping
we ran through the trenches, jumping over fences
got it out the field, now my homies doing digits
shinning on these bitches, after hour count tickets
god is on my g’s, now we on another mission
we focus on another … another …
another bird full of itch, nigger coming like that
slap back at it, dipping while we dropping
gun while we count, hundred g’s in my pocket

my niggers 100, my corner 100
the car cost 100, the trunk hold 100
just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
the nights cost 100, the ice in abundance x 2

real nigger in the building, where the work at
that new all … fitted, that’s my work hat
my niggers got that h purple white and …
and they shoot off one leg … like dirt
life thug, life thug, bitch i’m feeling like pac
when i’m riding up the block
bout to release the 50 shots, off top
your bitch … get your…
your family, they gonna miss you
they gonna find you in…
bury that boy with tissue,
since he was a cry baby, … over the casket
asking lord why baby
see i live in a world where they mistreat black babies
and in a hood that crank babies,
who up just to … babies
bitch i’m from the … you can’t come where i’m from
got a drum on a … ra pa pa pam pam pam
boy i ain’t no fronter, it’s ross mack and stunner
i put 50 on 50, that’s why they call me 100

my niggers 100, my corner 100
the car cost 100, the trunk hold 100
just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100
the nights cost 100, the ice in abundance x 2.

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[intro - lil wayne]
yeah, it's on
basically..
i got the streets and the boot with me
dedication trois

[verse 1 - lil wayne]
now let me talk my shit!
fresh up out the water like a
caught fly fish, weezy f bitch
i can say what i please
swagger so cold it stay when i leave
i see you little doggs just shaking out
fleas. i kill doggs like i'm making
chinese food, rude only when i gotta be
sometimes i gotta tell myself not to bother me
"tell lil wayne not to bother weez!"
shawty won't be on my team, she could cheerlead..
shit, i go on, ice on a white t
i make a snow angel
y'all niggas squares, but got no angle
my shit's so tight you can get strangled
it's young money: no such thing as plain clothes
polo jammers, louis slippers: call em "private plane clothes"
i'm taking off: going to another land
call home: missus never going to another man
shawty knows weezy, muthafucka, i'm a lover man
yeah talk that shit tune! i gotta wipe my diamond
grill with a tissue.. i talk too much shit
i eat pussy; you suck dick

[kidd kidd]
they call me "lil nut" but my nuts aren't
the same. no homo, that's how i came in the
the game, i married mary jane, i seen the
spidermane, the shit that made pinky blow
out the brain brain. told lois lane
i can't be a super mane, my whole
? and i keep that iron, mane
any woman yellow flag me, throw me out
the game, i'm back at the halftime
like it's just an ankle sprain
ain't no one could do it better
more hits than eddie guerrerra
the flow like ? at the competitors
it's mass hysteria. historic in
your area, 51 alien, what planet is he from
huh? ain't no fun when the rabbit got the shotgun
picture buzz with the shotgun ?
all my thugs get dirty like we running
in the mud, we 7:30 livewires
plug off the chain, utterly untame
put the gun to your frame, bitch a bloodstain
hard to come out, like a love-stain
i came from nothing, fucking calling hoes
and flying planes; who the fuck could complain?

[gudda gudda]
so you mad cause i'm styling on you?
lights off, mask on, creepy siding on you
get violent on you, you a sissy like cisco
gudda: i'm the east gang schizo
it's no coincidence, man, i bet your bitch know
how i knock her down with the kosher dill pickle
how i yell a nigga but my heart ?
bitches aiming for the pockets? you get nothing
let me get back in it, bitch
i just go ahead first, you be on that timid shit
get head first, then i be on my jimmy shit
shitting on bitches with that chris brown
"don't give me shit!" niggas in the streets say
"kill them all!" bitch, you know we got guns
like the pentagon. i'm just eating nigga
i'm getting my dinner on
and your bitch licking: getting her lizard on

[mack maine]
talk reckless, i don't give a muthafuck
i make you do what you is, bitch nigga, duck
come for you and your kids like nigga what
niggas with elephantitis ain't got bigger nuts
young money nigga: big dicks, big trucks
i'mma smash a nigga if he try to diss us
go to court: the case get dissmussed
cause if we did time, your main bitch would miss us
it's mack maine: ain't shit to discuss
i get up in a bitch throat like hiccups
i chris kringle bullets with niggas like christmas
then turn to their female dog like "bitch, what?"
my niggas squeeze triggers like they got arthiritis
my dick big: that's why i walk like i got tendonitis
i spit nasty on the mic like i got gingivitis
the doc said i got a case of real nigganitis
he ain't got a vaccine or cure strong enough to fight it
see, i'm a warrior. they compare me to leonidus
i got a set fee: i ain't about discussing prices
cause i ain't tryna go broke like hammer or mike tyson
wish you could see my face now
feel like i'm ?
see me in streets, be street fighting like
blanka or bison. slicing, dicing
like w butcher knifeing. wifing
bitches? never, that shit is trifling
young money the fucking nicest
put words together like a fucking hypen
nigga don't make us start fucking rifling
nigga we got a lot of rappers striking
standing by the harvest for fruit
waiting for the fruit to ripen
we run up on niggas and jack the for their stipend
catch me in minnesota like i'm a viking
i'm with every video vixen you liking
i'm the reason your bitch dyking
how i get like this?
i pop a nigga, break something like midas
i try to be modest, nigga i'm honest
and this is what i did for my birthday bitch
i ain't get no pussy tho..

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[Lil Wayne]
Met shawty up in Urban Outfitters
She killin’ these hoes now I’m murking out with her
Shit, I’m just tryna work it out with her
Got a gym at the crib now I’m working out with her
She heard about me, she heard of my niggas
She heard about you and she heard we out did ya
Yeah, you know what I’m talking bout nigga
If p-ssy is a house I’m a house nigga
She bad

[Kidd Kidd]
Yeah K-I double D
Got the baddest bitch like Trina with me
Yeah, my shawty bad, got them other hoes mad
She tell em get glad handle zip lock bags
Bad girl I’mma leather whip your ass
Have a seat in my detention class
Slam like Michael, jam like Michael
Man, shawty bad like Michael

[Mack Maine]
Met at the mall, walked in the store
Told her, hi, buy it all
Your boyfriend creep but baby I crawl
You got some pretty feet (well maybe I’ll call)
Hello, how you doing, she said she doing fine
Where ya baby daddy, she said he doing time
I said “thats cool”, she said “thats not”
She said “I’m cold”, I said “thats hot”

Cause she bad (yeah)
Cause she bad (yeah)
Cause she bad (yeah)
Cause she bad (yeah)
Cause she bad (yeah)
Cause she bad (yeah)
Cause she bad (yeah)
Cause she bad (yeah)

Cause she bad (yeah)

[Lill Wayne]
Cause she bad to to marrow
Gone til tomorrow
I get to the point keep ya eye on the arrow
Ya boyfriend is zero, I Rob his Deniro
I ride rims wide and my tyres very narrow
My, I’m so fly like an eagle
Ask yo bitch, she reply like an echo
Yeaaah, and I’mma have to rehab
If I keep f-cking with baby girl
Cause she bad
Cause she bad (repeated)

[Kidd Kidd]
I told ya she the baddest
Look at her ass standing out it’s outstanding
And she nasty to say she married him
Mother aint Marge but she sucking like Maggie
And I’m hood, I want you on top of the hood
You one bad ass lumberjack handling that wood
You too bad, tell me whats good
Not bad meaning bad but bad meaning good

[Lil Wayne]
Because she’s too bad
She too bad
And she probably got a nigga in love with her
That’s too bad, I don’t care
Cause she bad, cause she bad
Cause she bad, cause she bad
cause she bad, cause she bad

[Mack Maine]
For President electioning, represent
Shawty can’t be heaven sent
Cause she bad, but we had a good time at ?
Now she sad cause I’m gone getting back to the cash
But its back, she’s bad, cause she bad like we bad
Now she glad cause we back and you mad cause she glad
Like yeeeah
I’ma have to rehab
If I keep f-cking with baby girl
Like yeah and I’ma have to rehab
If I keep f-cking with baby girl
Like yeah and I’ma have to rehab
If I keep f-cking with baby girl

[Hook]

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[t-pain - chorus]
hey heh, hey heh
i’m gettin’ money on the streets
hey
you n-ggas don’t know how to eat
hey
brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
i turn a diamond to a dollar
if you know how to hustle n-gga holla
hey
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

[chorus]

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[Tyga - Chorus]
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

[Birdman]
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

[Brisco]
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

[Tyga - Chorus]

[Mack Maine]
(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

[Lil' Twist]
(Twist… Young Money)
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

[Tyga - Chorus]

[Bow Wow]
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

[Cory Gunz]
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
I’m in it to get whatever it cost me, it’s too noisey..

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[Lil wayne - chorus]
My reality is bigger than your dreams are
Got ya dream girl ridin’ in your dream car
She wants me, she wants me
Plus i got it all,
Bitch tell me what you don’t see
My reality is bigger than your dreams are
Got ya dream girl ridin’ in your dream car
She wants me, plus i got it all bitch tell me what you don’t see
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My reality is bigger than your dreams are
Got ya dream girl ridin’ in your dream car
She wants me, she wants me
Plus i got it all,
Bitch tell me what you don’t see.

I got 25 lighters on my dresser
Got the girl and the girl to undress her
My guitar strap is leather
My life is better than ever

I got women all up in my condo
And my drug dealer comes pronto
Got a registered pistol in the console
So, so, don’t try me now
Don’t try me now

[gudda gudda]
Yeah just ridin’ feelin’ lovely
You can hate but your girlfriend love me
Yeah i’m too g like a gucci belt
Hot gudda baby i can make your coochie melt
I keep your lady wet like she took a dip
And if oyu looking for her, you can follow the drip
I’m slick like rick, the ladies pullin my wrist
I just walk in the spot and out with my pick
I’m gone like a trip with a nice thick redbone
On the phone gettin’ head call it headphone
Pimpin all over like ludacris
These hoes love me, i’m wanted like a fugative

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[chorus]
My reality is bigger than your dreams are
Got ya dream girl ridin’ in your dream car
She wants me, she wants me
Plus i got it all,
Bitch tell me what you don’t see, yeah
My reality is bigger than your dreams are
Got ya dream girl ridin’ in your dream car
She wants me, plus i got another bitch as long as you don’t see
But you do not see, you must be blind, blind
My reality is bigger than your dreams are
Got ya dream girl ridin’ in your dream car
She wants me

[mack maine]
What you need contacts
Tell me what you don’t see
What you can’t tell, i’m everything that he won’t be
Talkin’ bout your boyfriend, bitch you need a man friend
Even when you aint sittin down you can’t stand him
Dirty d-ck bandit, luxury car whipper
Crib on dolphin island, backyard full of flippers
This is my reality, your man just be dreaming
Wake up in the morning, bedsheets full of semen
I mean he’s wet dreaming, while me i really do it
Coulda, shoulda, woulda, babygirl you shoulda knew it
And f-ck the paparazzi, i will never kiss and tell
I’ll be the genie out the lamp or your wishing well
I’ll be your fishing pale and you can be my yacht buddy
Take you from a-z, i’ll connect the dots hunny
(?) Has got money, baby cause i got money
I like the b 50 50 what you got for me
It could be some bread, nah it aint gotta be cash
I’ll take a little head or i’ll take a lotta ass
I’ll take a friend or two, we can have a 3d weedy
I could toss you a gudda gudda or a lil weezy weezy
Or my n-gga peedy weedy or my n-gga teedy teedy
F-ck you on the hood of red strip and green lamborghini
Go head and take this x-pill
That there f-ck you up, probably have you walking round like
“damn, what the f-ck”
Lady in streets but in the sheets you such a slut
Smash you on the top bunk, tiger uppercut
And everyday we do brunch and everyday we do lunch
You do me, i do you
Baby we could us and i aint gotta say no more
I don’t talk too much
Thus far, i feel like i’ve been trying to sell a car
Is you buying,

Cause i aint go no time for a test drive
Do you wanna go with me to the final frontier