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]

Birdman - Loyalty Feat Lil Wayne & Tyga Lyrics & Video

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Here is the official music video for Birdman’s track “Loyalty” featuring Lil Wayne and Tyga. The video was shot in front of a green screen and includes cameos from Jae Millz, Short Dawg, Drake, Mack Maine, and Lil Chuckee. This video was very unexpected because it was originally thought to be a leftover from Birdman’s album Pricele$$. “Loyalty” is produced by Kane Beatz and may be offBaby’s upcoming album Bigger Than Life dropping on the same day as Jay Sean’s album later this year.

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Birdman - Loyalty Lyrics:

[Tyga - Chorus]
Uh! 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
before I leave home

[Birdman]
So fresh, bag full of money when I hit the curb
just cooked up left the kitchen full of birds, ya heard
thats the word you could get served
from the bullets to the keys is how we urge
to move on and groove and get the money straight
flip another cake 27, 28
I go the tax on the bubble
the money in the hummer, we shine every summer
yeah so we swagged out, Gucci down, Louie down
hood down, put it down uptown
catch me rollin in my Bentley
tooled up p-ssy with a b-tch and I’m all in it(?)

[Chorus]

[Tyga]
Uhh, sunshine like the brightest day
momma do you remember the time, Michael J
when I seen the video I said that’s gon be me
and I ain’t have to dream I made it my reality
folks laughed at me now everybody mad at me
I skipped class and I sh-tted on the faculty
young money greedy, cash money greedy
get it I’m gon eat it, never beat the hand that feeds me
shout Weezy, Stunna and Mack baby
top back south beach, hoes drive me crazy
watching out for fake sh-t, rats on some snake sh-t
give me rats for my statements
I’m that amazing

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, on my way to get it
I’ma hustla write it down take a picture b-tch print it
ducking the lieutenant, staying on my pivot
the game ain’t sweet, but money make you forgive it
Uh, and nothings promised but a graveyard
cant see myself dyin’ broke, Ray Charles
Yea, now rock steady in this mutherf-cker
Paper come fast Tom Patey in this mutherf-cker
Uh, now do a doughnut in the money
I’m on a paperchase, but the paper aint running
Now f-ck the World till its cummin, here it comes
We get the bread and the bread crumbs, Young Money

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I Made It (cash money heores