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Aye, aye, aye, ya
Tot' 'em up, light it up,
Birdman,

Clipse, VA, NO, nigga, you smelt?
leave plastic, boy
[Incomprehensible] motherfucker
Come on handle your business for me boy

What to that boy
What to that boy
What happened to boy
He was talking
We put a into that boy

What to that boy
What to that boy
happened to that boy
He was talking
We put a clap that boy

I he snitchin' on a player, man, say it ain't so
Even as a young'n they consigned me to
Witches why I'm worth my weight in gold
While they was baby steps from an 8th to an O

Word in the streets can envy as me
ice on that watch to make a nigga lose sleep
Magnified face the bitch see clearly
9 on the hit the bitch up severely

I'm known for the of that Coke I ener
I'm in the street like the 7 series Bimma
Man, hit 'em the Nina man
Or 4/5th guaranteed to lean ya, man

Oh, I'm the reason your block is vacant
Malicious hit ya just to make a statement, bitch
Clipse and Money, who ain't rich?
Don't compare me to you, nigga, you this, woh

What to that boy
What to that boy
What to that boy
He was talking
We put a clap into boy

happened to that boy
What happened to boy
happened to that boy
He was talking
We put a into that boy

Stunna and Patty Cake, the worldwide
Birdman, nigga, the guns in the busher
Been shittin' up bricks 'em to Gucci
Boss of the ghetto, with the shape cookie

Shit one, Dro one, nigga, the block
If I go to jail, niggas, birds gone flop
Nigga on the toilet, bitch, get off the pot
The bird just landed so the hood rot

New whips, big chips, the Prada, Gucci
But, mami, you fly Benz, the wide lips
She my flight, she holds my weight
While the po-po out from state to state

It ain't nuttin' to a baller
Pay the cars, big money, heavy weight, Birdman, hood
Baby steppin' on my line, I'll show a somethin'
They callin' you don't come out then the crow'll touch ya

What happened to boy
What happened to boy
happened to that boy
He was talking
We put a clap that boy

What to that boy
What happened to boy
happened to that boy
He was talking
We put a clap into boy

soul lost, had to make a shirt
Match my ox blood colored
The rims of course
hit his Timbs, it reminded me of them

Glistenin' wrist on
Gun in the same palm of killer
I put this on my
My niece was 4 when she felt

I past the shore for shit that made fiends
Rise from the dead Thriller
Gangster,
At night, still found to kiss my mother

Live like I'm dreamin', my feet up
Gun my waist remind me of my demon
So quite ya yappin' I get to clappin'
And have your body mix and matching fella

What happened to boy
happened to that boy
What happened to boy
He was shit
We put a clap into boy

happened to that boy
What happened to boy
What happened to boy
He was shit
We put a clap into boy

Aye, aye, aye, aye
it is, nigga, there you have it
Birdman, you under-smelt, VA you know?
Uptown, nigga, we go anywhere with bullshit
We flip bricks you

Aye nigga, put puzzle together
Aye Pharrell, you did year
1000 puzzles, 100, you know?
get this money

Hey nigga, I smell
leave plastic, bitch, you know?
Get money,
However you want, it you can get it,
From to blood

Nigga, it how you want it, nigga
We did it how we
Ain't nothin' but the thing, nigga
Money thing,