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Samstag, 10. September 2011

Birdman Ft. Tyga, Lil Wayne - Loyalty Lyrics N Video



Birdman - Loyalty Lyrics and Video

[Tyga - Chorus]
(?) and my house alarm
Countin cash every morning before I leave home
family I love, don’t wanna leave this World alone
and before I leave home, leave home
I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know
before I leave home
I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know
before I leave home

[Birdman]
So fresh, bag full of money when I hit the curb
just cooked up left the kitchen full of birds, ya heard
thats the word you could get served
from the bullets to the keys is how we urge
to move on and groove and get the money straight
flip another cake 27, 28
I go the tax on the bubble
the money in the hummer, we shine every summer
yeah so we swagged out, Gucci down, Louie down
hood down, put it down uptown
catch me rollin in my Bentley
tooled up p-ssy with a b-tch and I’m all in it(?)

[Chorus]


[Tyga]
Uhh, sunshine like the brightest day
momma do you remember the time, Michael J
when I seen the video I said that’s gon be me
and I ain’t have to dream I made it my reality
folks laughed at me now everybody mad at me
I skipped class and I sh-tted on the faculty
young money greedy, cash money greedy
get it I’m gon eat it, never beat the hand that feeds me
shout Weezy, Stunna and Mack baby
top back south beach, hoes drive me crazy
watching out for fake sh-t, rats on some snake sh-t
give me rats for my statements
I’m that amazing

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, on my way to get it
I’ma hustla write it down take a picture b-tch print it
ducking the lieutenant, staying on my pivot
the game ain’t sweet, but money make you forgive it
Uh, and nothings promised but a graveyard
cant see myself dyin’ broke, Ray Charles
Yea, now rock steady in this mutherf-cker
Paper come fast Tom Patey in this mutherf-cker
Uh, now do a doughnut in the money
I’m on a paperchase, but the paper aint running
Now f-ck the World till its cummin, here it comes
We get the bread and the bread crumbs, Young Money




Mittwoch, 30. März 2011

"I Get Money" Lyrics - Birdman Ft. Lil Wayne, Mack Maine & T-Pain


"I Get Money" Lyrics - Birdman Ft. Lil Wayne, Mack Maine & T-Pain

[t-pain - chorus]
hey heh, hey heh
i’m gettin’ money on the streets
hey
you n-ggas don’t know how to eat
hey
brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
i turn a diamond to a dollar
if you know how to hustle n-gga holla
hey
brrrrr-r-r-eh-eh-eh-eh
i do it how i does it
i get it from my cousin
and you know who i am
homie it don’t really matter what you say
say eh, say eh, say eh
bitch i’m gettin money

[birdman]
we the business
coming through shining
blew a couple of hundreds
big timing all the time, n-gga been stuntin
pearl white maybach, n-gga spent a mill
bugatti for 2, on the hill
shining with my strap in my right pocket
hundred thousand a day on that sky rocket
from round the block doing this shit round the clock
million dollar n-gga doing this sh-t non-stop
swagged out, big dogging on a private flight
popping bottles, celebrating living life
blowing big, freelander down ?
ymcmb n-gga, rich gang

[t-pain - chorus]

[mack maine]
ugh, big dawg shit n-gga
i’m on my feet like dog shit n-gga
tell em hatin’ n-ggas miss me with that hatin’ shit
and tell them bitches, my dick got a waiting list
i ain’t trippin n-gga i’m just taking trips
put the money on the trampoline and make it flip
young mack, stupid mack ?
i just bought a coupe, the roof is translucent
pockets on etc, money talk bullsh-t, walk like george jefferson
virgins they aint f-cking with us
young money cash money
f-ck them other n-ggas

[t-pain - chorus]

[lil wayne]
if i aint getting money, than i’m getting p-ssy
i don’t play with you p-ssies get a silver bullet
i know you looking so how i look
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas, call me george bush
it’s tunechi baby, the money man
the money talks, now i understand
that chopper make a n-gga do the running man
i would take a girl and turn her p-ssy to a punching bag
i’mma stunt my ass off, bitch thats word to stunna man
school these bitch ass n-ggas, you are undergrad
the world is in my hand, smack the shit out you with my other hand
young money, cash money, welcome to wonderland

[chorus]


Freitag, 21. Januar 2011

"Loyalty (Remix)" Lyrics - Birdman (Ft. Brisco, Mack Maine, Bow Wow, Lil' Twist, Cory Gunz, & Tyga)


Birdman - Loyalty (Remix) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Brisco, Mack Maine, Bow Wow, Lil' Twist, Cory Gunz, & Tyga)

[Tyga - Chorus]
Uhh, Rain snow, get my hustle on
Countin’ cash every morning before I leave home
Family I love, don’t wanna leave this world alone
and before I leave home, leave home
I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know
before I leave home
I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know

[Birdman]
Yeah, red ribbon duckin feds til we pass out
Bird cage duck the shine til they let him out
There’s more money now and we done flipped the draught
Hella choppers, clip pulled n-gga, junior out
G’d up, I took it from the G code
Presidental suites, with this cash flow
Uptown gangsta, viet hustla
Third wall general, Young Cash Money

[Brisco]
Before I leave home, I kiss my babies
hope I return safely, knowin’ the odds against me
These devils, they tryin to break me
I’m still loyal, my habits became lavish
Dreams of new endeavours
Pub deals and owning masters
And my home boys, aid to my conditions
I made em all managers, execs and assistants
And most of don’t understand, some won’t listen
We might fall off, throw fits and get missing
But your still my dawg and my big homie support me
I feel cause I’m the youngest, he expects a little more from me
So I try to stay humble and if you can see my vision
You can see us Cash Money til the motherf-cking ending, Brisco

[Tyga - Chorus]

[Mack Maine]
(YMCMB, baby)
Before I leave home, kiss my girl on the cheek
and then I say a prayer
If looks was bullets I woulda been there from stairs
I bypass the elevator and I took the stairs
Now that hard work got me ridin in Bentleys and Lear’s
Homie I am so prepared, on point like infrareds
I live my life so to die, I ain’t never scared
And when I drop, I’m not gon flop, I’m no Andre Way
I can’t see you haters, guess my vision is impared
My n-ggas already there, yes we’d got that title
You other rappers losing weight, minus the lipo
Breath of fresh air, pump lung, money catscan
So Cash Money heart bleed, Young Money, one hunny

[Lil' Twist]
(Twist… Young Money)
Before I leave home, well manner
nice, respectful young man
Momma taught me well
but Daddy taught me through a jail cell
Raised as a prince, n Young Money then took me in
Made it official, YM young, n CMB, was happening
Yeah, I gotta do it for my hood
See before I stepped off the block I told all them n-ggas I would
Let’s do it for the OC, I put in work on that TV
and step one over a G now put your hands for the lil old me

[Tyga - Chorus]

[Bow Wow]
Chyeah, stay true to my team
YMCMB a-aka the greatest
Yea, that’s why they hate us
Went from layaway to rocking all the latest, fashion
Name a model chick I ain’t smashing
New cars for all my homies when I bring that cash in
Never had my father in my life, he was a dead beat
Moms worked two jobs and keep Jordans on my feet
Now that I’m on, they set the worry bout
I bought my momma a mansion, and moved the damn south
and watcha talking bout
Got my Bugatti on the way Stunna
Money coming in fast like the road walk, back

[Cory Gunz]
Whistle for my family, my label and my set
It’s Young Money til my day the death, tell the rest take a rest
Thoroughbreded and blessed, my grime stressed
Sometimes get never the less, young n shining with the best
I promised my momma one day I’ll be a rhymer, she left
But I love her so much it’s like she never took a step
Reality showed me them colors that some of us couldnt
Look at you now that we all thought some of us wouldnt
He said he gettin dough right, ready jetty for pole lights
Petty better than to roll dice, some cold nights
They getting us no life, but I’m here now
And we here like, something, nothing compare life
CMB, I’m privilaged in this legacy that’s real life
My brothers keep up, protect me from my friends Lord
My enemies’ll bleed ya, choking on anaestesia
Throw my signs high, recognize world wide, world wide
I’m in it to get whatever it cost me, it’s too noisey..



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