Lyrics:
on da Dick
Do a split on da Dick
I ain't worried bout ya Nigga
Im Ya man now
Bitch it's GasBagBenny
I aint cuffin Hoes
I got the mafuckin Gas
By
Just got rich being broke was a bitch
These niggas ain't loyal
Fuck it all the shit that he did!
These girls ain't got what I got
These girls can’t
A lot more rich and a whole lot smarter
Wayne in ya brain, young Carter (all I can see is the time)
Wayne in ya brain, young Carter
Well I got it,
the toy quick
I got the toy dipped
The toy siton them big boy lips
Hittin' like Roy Jones Jr
Fuckin' with the Birdman Jr
I know you heard what i do to you
It can get real ugly like Weezy and Birdman
Paper come and go but I steady be grinding
Aw man, you know I'm from the Streets and I seen it all man
I
know we gon' swang
Grippin' that heater, lil' bitch, I got Aim
Look at my shit, look how far it come
Told em I need that piece by Johnny Dang
My nigga, I
the passenger
Kush in my lungs lick your lips we be flirting
Toes by your kneecaps looks baby no swerving
You say I'm flyer than Julius Erving
Can't fall in love
I got pussy wet paint (paint), big boy shoes (shoes) (candy with it, five star with it)
Soft-ass seats and my trunk go boom (to the ceiling with it)
Flip your fitted cap back like Fred Durst
Uh, Fiji water OG kush, yeah, I drink verses and eat hooks
Got the stove on my waist, and we cooks
I’m in
on mo' bitches
Then you know what I'm saying, we goin' get greedy too, nigga
I ain't never gettin' full, I'm full blooded with this grind
I got it, I
the fleas (ah)
Got big diamonds, nigga (them diamonds)
I've been shining, nigga (I'm shining)
I'm the Birdman, nigga (Birdman)
I'm a Big Tymer, nigga
And when them haters start pressin
Then them bitches start pressurin
Im'a represent yeah with every inch
I got to cus im the president
Some other ladies lost
With that big fat ass and go get that cash
But you know you got to give back half
I'm somethin' like a pimp man go get that cash
Boy I don't play when
know I'm still bad and I'm still foreign
I'ma give bitches time to get hot
Chill out at the game, New York Knickerbock
If they actually got bars, they
to break down the whole thang
My nigga B.G. know Buck been a birdman
It's got to be in ya blood to be a thug
If I ain't makin' enough I'ma jack my plug
Got a circle of success you can say I'm way around it
Yeah and by the way my name is Touch????
[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Uptown roller, take it off
leave my driveway
Got yo girl tip-toeing on my marble floors
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting to the money I'mma need a money
leave my driveway
Got yo girl tip-toeing on my marble floors
Sitting by the pool, jumping off the diving board
Getting to the money I'mma need a money
to myself
Relax and just enjoy these moments ya know?
Summer has begun
Cause they won't come by forever
I don't like the snow
I just like the summer time
I
got brrr) and I'ma blow it (bang)
What you bang?, where you hang? (Gang)
I got brrr money Birdman (Birdman, I got Birdman)
Menace to society, I
Let's take a trip to London
I'm from Texas know how we run it
No Birdman I'm stunning
Focus on getting blue hundreds
I'm in the field
You see me you
All they gotta do is tell me what they lookin' fo,
I'm da dopeman, dopeman
I'm da dopeman, dopeman
I met the Birdman with the Bird layin',
Got
that knowledge for
She dissed me in high school, no reason to acknowledge her
Lead by example, I don't fuck round with no followers
Follow up
A lot more rich and a whole lot smarter
Wayne in ya brain, young Carter (all I can see is the time)
Wayne in ya brain, young Carter
Well I got it,
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