Birdman
Birdman - Dark Shades lyrics
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Ymcmb I'm so twisted Mack! Chorus: Dark, dark shades I can see them haters ... don't forget to tip the waiter I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt I'm on that patron, marijuana get Dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too Yeah, back in this, tell 'em about it These sweet niggers, a bunch brownies You're talking about, I'm a g like a thousand I'm on my one two, and I'm still counting You got problems, well I got bigger problems My soul back, make me bring, make me bring the... You don't want that, homie Plus I got that... you won't see tomorrow morning. Be so, be so old, young money, money old Life is full of choices and you chose I'm so... to groove, the... And if... I paint the picture You know what I'm on, good and strong You know where I'm going, I'm going, going, gone! Holler at your boy, I don't give a, give a Gotta tell these... make me shut you... Chorus: Dark, dark shades I can see them haters ... don't forget to tip the waiter I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt I'm on that patron, marijuana get Dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too Just a third world gangsta, been filthy... Hustler... I'm on, keep banking Big mansions on the... Popping shots out the bottle Spending cause we're winning Five star, money, power! ... man, hood rich Build on some... bad boy rich Chandelier, marble full of... Out... with 'em dogs for the... ... throwing hundreds in the club. Bouncing on the shine... Head ride, green light, spend them at the green light Flash light, fast life, for a cheap price. Uh, uptown swaging life, living like we live it twice... Chorus: Dark, dark shades I can see them haters ... don't forget to tip the waiter I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt I'm on that patron, marijuana get Dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too Yeah, down from new orleans, rest in peace like... And I come from... it's a safari. ... I go retarded, the grass is green back in my garden Pop, pop... we're arguing Leave her leaking, if you're scared, go see the... Got a bunch of... to tell me all of their secrets And if I get in that... walls like graffiti ... I'm on my vampire, bloody red ... call it dead cash And it's party time, excellent... Party time, excellent... Chorus: Dark, dark shades I can see them haters ... don't forget to tip the waiter I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt I'm on that patron, marijuana get Dollars, dollars, that go pu, that go dollars, that go pu Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too