Yea, Burrrrr, | |
Burrr,CMB always,[Lil Wayne - Chorus] | |
How come gettin money never gets boring, | |
How come gettin money never gets boring, | |
Baby i gotta stack, what you gonna do for it, | |
Then you bring it back like the | |
Mothaf-ckin chorus, | |
And you bring it back back back back back back back, | |
And you bring it back back back back back like a motherf-ckin chorus,[Birdman - Verse] | |
Back on my set, | |
Tool in my hand, | |
Big money was the plan, | |
So i’m back where i started, | |
Back where it come from, | |
Back where we went wit it, | |
Third wall(?) soldier out the | |
Phantom doing big business, | |
Situations thick you got the homie toting two two’s, | |
Comin back old skool, | |
Did it like he want to, | |
Headed to the pen now he back up on the slab, | |
Big money of the ab, | |
Hundred g’s in cash, | |
Brand new whip, old skool | |
Caddy,The dump truck, | |
A stash spot, | |
Then came up, | |
Its more 1’s | |
N-gga,Versace sheets, | |
Serve is more money in the new fleet,[Chorus][Birdman - Verse 2] | |
Bought a new | |
Phantom,Suede with the gators, | |
Brand new | |
Louis always ready to spray it, | |
Like father like son, | |
Money is a must, | |
These hoe’s we don’t trust, | |
Brand new trucks, | |
Shined every summer,ran wit the numbers, | |
Stash spot cool got a 50 piece humming | |
Back up on my saddle n-gga hustle for my shine, | |
Just an ordinary n-gga on a million dollar grind, | |
Big timer old skool, new skool n-gga, | |
Is more money homie, | |
More money more money more money homie, | |
My b-tchs paid | |
Cavalli Shades, | |
Blowin haze, | |
Everyday,[Chorus][Birdman - Verse 3] | |
Flip another hundred, | |
Get another | |
Hundred,Spend another | |
Hundred,Burn another | |
Hundred,Blow another | |
Hundred,F-ck another | |
Hundred,Get big money n-gga, | |
Stuntin on a hundred,50 | |
Whips extra clips did it for the sunshine, | |
Garbage bag full hard body wit a fireline, | |
Flip another brick, | |
Drink a little dip, | |
Stunna Island n-gga shinin’ wit a bad b-tch, | |
AR N-gga, riding skinny tires, | |
Fully loaded high when you floatin’ in the sky, | |
Rockin’ Gucci blades, ridin triple blades, | |
Tax on the face, | |
A N-gga’s been paid,talwaniya[Chorus][End] |
Yea, Burrrrr, | |
Burrr, CMB always, Lil Wayne Chorus | |
How come gettin money never gets boring, | |
How come gettin money never gets boring, | |
Baby i gotta stack, what you gonna do for it, | |
Then you bring it back like the | |
Mothafckin chorus, | |
And you bring it back back back back back back back, | |
And you bring it back back back back back like a motherfckin chorus, Birdman Verse | |
Back on my set, | |
Tool in my hand, | |
Big money was the plan, | |
So i' m back where i started, | |
Back where it come from, | |
Back where we went wit it, | |
Third wall? soldier out the | |
Phantom doing big business, | |
Situations thick you got the homie toting two two' s, | |
Comin back old skool, | |
Did it like he want to, | |
Headed to the pen now he back up on the slab, | |
Big money of the ab, | |
Hundred g' s in cash, | |
Brand new whip, old skool | |
Caddy, The dump truck, | |
A stash spot, | |
Then came up, | |
Its more 1' s | |
Ngga, Versace sheets, | |
Serve is more money in the new fleet, Chorus Birdman Verse 2 | |
Bought a new | |
Phantom, Suede with the gators, | |
Brand new | |
Louis always ready to spray it, | |
Like father like son, | |
Money is a must, | |
These hoe' s we don' t trust, | |
Brand new trucks, | |
Shined every summer, ran wit the numbers, | |
Stash spot cool got a 50 piece humming | |
Back up on my saddle ngga hustle for my shine, | |
Just an ordinary ngga on a million dollar grind, | |
Big timer old skool, new skool ngga, | |
Is more money homie, | |
More money more money more money homie, | |
My btchs paid | |
Cavalli Shades, | |
Blowin haze, | |
Everyday, Chorus Birdman Verse 3 | |
Flip another hundred, | |
Get another | |
Hundred, Spend another | |
Hundred, Burn another | |
Hundred, Blow another | |
Hundred, Fck another | |
Hundred, Get big money ngga, | |
Stuntin on a hundred, 50 | |
Whips extra clips did it for the sunshine, | |
Garbage bag full hard body wit a fireline, | |
Flip another brick, | |
Drink a little dip, | |
Stunna Island ngga shinin' wit a bad btch, | |
AR Ngga, riding skinny tires, | |
Fully loaded high when you floatin' in the sky, | |
Rockin' Gucci blades, ridin triple blades, | |
Tax on the face, | |
A Ngga' s been paid, talwaniya Chorus End |
Yea, Burrrrr, | |
Burrr, CMB always, Lil Wayne Chorus | |
How come gettin money never gets boring, | |
How come gettin money never gets boring, | |
Baby i gotta stack, what you gonna do for it, | |
Then you bring it back like the | |
Mothafckin chorus, | |
And you bring it back back back back back back back, | |
And you bring it back back back back back like a motherfckin chorus, Birdman Verse | |
Back on my set, | |
Tool in my hand, | |
Big money was the plan, | |
So i' m back where i started, | |
Back where it come from, | |
Back where we went wit it, | |
Third wall? soldier out the | |
Phantom doing big business, | |
Situations thick you got the homie toting two two' s, | |
Comin back old skool, | |
Did it like he want to, | |
Headed to the pen now he back up on the slab, | |
Big money of the ab, | |
Hundred g' s in cash, | |
Brand new whip, old skool | |
Caddy, The dump truck, | |
A stash spot, | |
Then came up, | |
Its more 1' s | |
Ngga, Versace sheets, | |
Serve is more money in the new fleet, Chorus Birdman Verse 2 | |
Bought a new | |
Phantom, Suede with the gators, | |
Brand new | |
Louis always ready to spray it, | |
Like father like son, | |
Money is a must, | |
These hoe' s we don' t trust, | |
Brand new trucks, | |
Shined every summer, ran wit the numbers, | |
Stash spot cool got a 50 piece humming | |
Back up on my saddle ngga hustle for my shine, | |
Just an ordinary ngga on a million dollar grind, | |
Big timer old skool, new skool ngga, | |
Is more money homie, | |
More money more money more money homie, | |
My btchs paid | |
Cavalli Shades, | |
Blowin haze, | |
Everyday, Chorus Birdman Verse 3 | |
Flip another hundred, | |
Get another | |
Hundred, Spend another | |
Hundred, Burn another | |
Hundred, Blow another | |
Hundred, Fck another | |
Hundred, Get big money ngga, | |
Stuntin on a hundred, 50 | |
Whips extra clips did it for the sunshine, | |
Garbage bag full hard body wit a fireline, | |
Flip another brick, | |
Drink a little dip, | |
Stunna Island ngga shinin' wit a bad btch, | |
AR Ngga, riding skinny tires, | |
Fully loaded high when you floatin' in the sky, | |
Rockin' Gucci blades, ridin triple blades, | |
Tax on the face, | |
A Ngga' s been paid, talwaniya Chorus End |