Birdman - Get Money ft Lil Wayne, Mack Maine & T-Pain Lyrics

Birdman - Get Money ft Lil Wayne, Mack Maine & T-Pain Lyrics:

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]