Birdman

Birdman - Nightclub lyrics

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Yeah Baby

Out the pound 

(Priceless)

Lookin' through

Skyline

(Always)

Sittin' at the top play boy

Sand beach water purple green money ya dig

To the ceiling with it

Jumpin out the pearl white

Long jet maybach



[Verse 1]

Fresh

New pearl on the diamond cluster

More money and we shinin' like a ma'fucker

Come from the bottom where we had nothin'

Grindin' in these streets till we built something

Cash flow

Money on the dashboard

Money in the dashboard

sittin' high ridin' low (shh)

Put a hundred on my son flow

a hundred on that pounds of blow

a hundred on that marble flow

So we higher than a bright light

sunny day sunny night

hustlin' like

all night 

doin it to the sun light

gettin' it to this bright light

doin it on them twenty fours

shinin' on them headlights

C-C-Catch me in the nightclub

two tools strapped up, soo woo'n blood

Red flag hopin' out a red jag

pretty red bitch

with a shanell bag



[Chorus]

C-C-Catch me in the nightclub

two tools strapped up, soo woo'n blood

Red flag hopin' out a red jag

pretty red bitch

with a shanell bag

grindin' till the top of the cieling nigga

more money we billin' nigga

more bottle we chillin' nigga

bitches see us shinin' so they lookin' and feelin' nigga

We hustlin' and flippin' nigga

Mo money we killin' nigga



[Verse 2]

Take a picture of yo porsche nigga

without yo frame nigga

More money good aim nigga

you get it you blame nigga

F-Fuck em for change nigga 

F-Fuck em my change nigga

Cartier frame nigga the watch and chain nigga

Yeah at the top where it's hot

Mo money gun cocked

mo bitches won't stop

See the hustle won't stop so we flippin'

Mo money round the corner (?) movin' and we dippin'

Diamond in this water

eagles we land

Yachts four floors

we livin' lookin' grand

clippin' mo tan

fuckin' with that sand

black diamonds stay stuntin' round that corner uptown rep hunter

Bitch she bad

gucci (?)

She love it when she iced up

jumpin' in the Benz

In the jeep how she play

shop everyday

Pull up in the harley rally strip paper plates 100



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

Yeah garbage bag full full of dough homie

Mo money and mo bitches then I know homie

24's everytime I hit the do'

Suicide lamborghini doors mink on the floor

Priceless yeah I fuck that hoe

Yeah I fucked a movie hoe

Yeah I fucked a rap hoe

Yeah we get this money hoe

Cash money Young money bitch we bout this big money

Uptown livin' legends poppin' bottles blowin' hundreds

Catch me in this mud bitch

strapped in this mud bitch

Know about this combat shit

know about this hustla shit

Get it how we get it nigga

never (?) this shit nigga

no borrow big money how we do this bitch

hustlin' everytime I shine

shinin' everytime I floss

keep a extra mil on me that's just how a boss boss

youngin' got that flow money

diamonds on the toes money

Poppin over seas everytime we get some mo money



[Chorus]
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Language: English

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