nigga you a lie' (liar) Homie you and I, Know the trooper Thats between You and I Stupid jewelry on me, yeah Stupid jewelry on me now If you think you
priceless nigga You understand me? Either you with us Or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle Or you out the huddle Either you riding Or we passing
x} 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 (Birdman verse 1) In one you
Babylon gangster, Hollygrove hustler You don't look familiar, roofers done kill you Gun shots will open up two bucks and then drill you Jump off my wheel and then the mailman will kill you
of money Yeah, the tummy is showin' but the hunger is growin' What part cha' don't understand, what you ain't know I'm like Kobe You *** can't check
the light better know that i'ma come and i'ma run them off you know it ain't a secret bitch you fucking with a boss bring me a bottle it don't
scream motherfuck you and who ever designed you And if you think you hot then obviously you were lied to And we don't die we multiply and then we come divide you
, y'all please, I'm solidified with my hands tied, you couldn't beat me if you bitches tried either you high, or sipping that sh-t Wayne on I get top
you play the back, bitch, I?m in the front you need a job, this ain?t cutting it Nicki Minaj is who you ain?t f-cking with You li?l brag a lot, I beat
off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool don't me introduce you to my power tool You know the fucking drill How you douche bags feel knowing you
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going to hell Oh well and the money is my only mail And I'm the God sippin' syrup out the Holy Grail Oh well And you ain't on shit, nigga you ain't on
don't give a muthafuck I make you do what you is, bitch nigga, duck I come for you and your kids like nigga what Niggas with elephantitis ain't got bigger
you here boy Cause all that hype don't feel the same next year boy Yeah and I'll be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got Trippin off you cause you
know you hustle baby, i ain't gotta tell ya you can give it everything but they take it if you let em but bills don't stop so you keep the money coming
mama, lil brother, baby cousin The way you move you're body girl you know your gonna get it How the f-ck you else you going where the shoe ain't fitted
lil mama Show me what you got pretty lady Show me what you got Shawty Show me what you got baby You rappers ain't Safe, Safe, Safe, Safe (AHH)
like lingerie I ain't tripping, I'm balling, call me NBA I-I ain't tripping, I'm balling, call me NBA [Chorus] X1 [Lil Wayne] You think you're balling