Birdman - Pricele$$ (2009) by Birdman (보컬) on maniadb.com

I am on a 24 hour champagne diet
Spillin while i'm sippin it
Encourage you to try it
I'm probably just saying that
cause i dont have to buy it
The club owner supply it
Boy i'm on that fly shit
I am what everybody in my past
don't want me to be
Guess what i made it
I'm the muthaf man
I just want you to see
come take a look
Get a load of this ngga
Quit frontin on me
Don't come around
try come gas me up
I like runnin on E
I I I
Im on my Disney shit goofy flow
On records i'm captain
hook and my new car is roofio
Damn
Where my roof just go
Im somebody that you should know
Get to shakin somethin cus thats
what Drumma produced it for
Yes i make mistakes that
i don't ever make excuses for
Like leavin girls that love me
and constantiy seducing hoes
I'm losing my thoughts i say
damn Where my roof just go
Top slipped off like
janet at the super bowl
I got
they can't help it
and I can't blame'em
Since I got famous but btch
I got money to blow
Im gettin it in
letting these bills fall
All over your skin
Got money to blow
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
money the blow
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
money the blow
Richer than the richest
We certified gettin it
CM YM Cash Money business
Higher than the ceiling
fly like a bird
hit the gucci store
And later get served
We smoked out
with no roof on it
Them people passin
So we smash on
Ballin out
we keep the cash on deck
Lamborghini and the
Bentleys on the V set
Louie lens
iced with the black diamonds
Car of the year
Ferrari the new Spider
No lie
I'm highter than i ever been
Born rich born uptown born to win
Fully loaded automatic 6 Benz
Candy paint foreign lights
with my b tch in
Born hustlin too big ngga
strive me up
Cant stop me more money burn em up
they can't help it
and I can't blame'em
Since I got famous but
btch I got money to blow
Im gettin it in
letting these bills fall
All over your skin
I Got money to blow
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
I Got money to blow
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
When I get paid every 24 hours
money and the power
Come to VIP and get a
Champagne Shower
I don't have to worry because
everything ours
and I got a big bouquet of
Mary Janes Flowers
That kush
I promise Thats My Dude
But we don't smoke that
Reggie Bush
And I'm with two women make you
take a second look
We poppin like
Champagne Bottles
But We Never Shook
and We Goin Be Alright
If We Put Drake On Every Hook
they can't help it
and I can't blame'em
Since I got famous but
btch I got money to blow
Im gettin it in
letting these bills fall
All over your skin
I Got money to blow
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
I Got money to blow
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh
I Got money to blow

[Lil Wayne]
Here I go again
Staring into the mirror
To no reflection
Like am I here
Paranoid, who's there
I know in my years
I done seen my share
Everything I bare
Everything I care about
Has all been washed up, way to the shore
But we got more
More in store

[Birdman]
This for you bird lady
Yeah young
100
Back on the bitches
Rollin in the Bentley
Them suicide doors
Cost me 650
Lamborghini yella
Could do it no better
Burnin in the sky
Float like a feather
Them stars worth the price
And music brought the lights
5 star G
Give my son 5 mics
Fully loaded with the piece
Hundred mill is the feast
So we ate the same meal
Till the hundreds had a crease
So you know we bought some (fleach)?
Rolls Royce and Hum V's
Keep a bad bitch
And put the diamonds on my teeth
Presidential suite
Rumors bout me
Rumors bout my son, bitch
Dying in the streets
It can't be

[Lil Wayne]
And we hear everybody talkin
We know they talkin about shit, about shit
Cause I swear it was just the other day
I told my nigga we goin get about this, about this
And we goin keep our guns
Cause we live a block from
Danger, trouble, and every drug you can name
Yeah it's true
Struggle and pain
Hustle and gain
Thrust through the chain
Now motherfucker, do you buy that
Motherfucker, do you buy that

[Chorus]
But I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm the nicest
And I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm priceless

[Birdman]
Ferrari
You can find me on the southside
Uptown with the Louie on the rightside
We so high
To the sky where the sun shine
There's no price on the tag
That we can't buy
Flyer than a pearl
Cuter than some jewels
Hot with the shades
Flame on you
Country niggas paid
New Bentley coup
20 on some blaze
Marc Jacob shoes
Frank Muller watch
The square block bezzle
Junior is the best
Fly in any weather
I mill cash bitch
Out the louie brief
Euros and currency
But this is C.M.B.

[Chorus]
But I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm the nicest
And I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm priceless

[Lil Wayne]
When you're staying
In this room
With all these doors
And no where to go
Ah ah ohhh
All these doors
But I chose
The window

[Birdman]
The big block (phofer)?
50 before we mash out
It's candy on the slab, nigga
Before we burn out
It's billionaire frames
Cherry wood grain
Two on the Benz
Glass top switching lanes
Hundred thousand acres
10 on the hill
Over city view
Get it how you live
Down in the jungle
Learn to keep it humble
I be about your business
Cook it like it's gumbo
Mink on the spread
Mill on the bed
Marble on the floor
Ice chandeliers
A paranoid life
Rich with no wife
Higher than a kite
Smash it butterfly

[Lil Wayne]
And we fly
And I fly high
Higher than your eyes can see
But I'm coming down
And I'm coming down
So you bitches better get down with me
Now motherfucker, do you buy that, yeahhh
Now motherfucker, do you buy that

[Chorus]
But I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm the nicest
And I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm priceless
Ooooh
Yeahhhh
Ayyyy
Yeah
Yeah
Hayyy
But I'm priceless
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm the nicest
I'm lifeless
I'm wifeless
I'm priceless
Now hurry up and buy

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,

[Chorus]
[End]

Yeah, so priceless, life so priceless
Nigga, you understand me? It's just like that
My car so priceless, my bitch so priceless
My familia is so priceless, nigga, you understand me?

Either you with us, or you ain't with us
Either you in the huddle or you out the huddle
Either you ridin' or we pass you, flyin' by sayin' fuck you

It's Young Money, Cash Money, playboy
That's about the size of it
At the roof top, so hot up here, nigga
Yeah, let's go

Take yourself a picture when I'm standin' at the mound
And I swear it's goin' down, I'm just reppin' for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I'm faded off the brown
And I'm easily influenced by the niggas I'm around

See that Aston Martin, when I start it hear the sound
I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fuckin' parties grabbin' money off the ground

Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical, spades of the opus, baby
What you got a feelin' for? I can show you new things
Have you feelin' spiritual
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these ho's, "Miwacles"

Yeah, okay, they say that I'm the one in fact
Some say I'm they favorite but I ain't hearin' none of that
I'm about my team, ho, Young Money runnin' back
Cash Money superstar, where the fuck is Stunna at? Damn

Untouchable, 40 with my A.K.
Mastermind Big Money heavy weight
On the grind flippin' money in every way
Headline, my biz shine everyday

Pearl white throwin' P. Marc Jacobs gloves
Cartier, Louis case with a dope plug
From the mud where they wet you leave in your blood
Goin' in flippin' hundreds, get the young blood

Show 'em where it go, floatin' on the floor
Gettin' more dough, ground hard, go
Black diamond show, watch the flame blow
And how you stay grounded, cash no go

And how you stay mounded, cash no flow
And how you stay shinin', Bentley off the floor
And how you stay high, Purple Pine Dro
Diamond Minx Fur, February Snow

Take yourself a picture when I'm standin' at the mound
And I swear it's goin' down, I'm just reppin' for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I'm faded off the brown
And I'm easily influenced by the niggas I'm around

See that Aston Martin, when I start it hear the sound
I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fuckin' parties grabbin' money off the ground

Uh, you know you paid when you got Baby with ya
It's Young Money like Ben Franks baby pictures
I'm the lady twister, I kiss her whiskers
I been runnin' this shit, blisters

Stickin' to the script, movie star money
And if you gassed up I leave the car runnin'
I'm a big smoker, I'm a little drinker
The peace sign is just the trigger in the middle finger

What you know bout it? Man, y'all clueless
I let two women ride me, that's car poolers
I rock stupid ice, Mr. Water Coolers
If y'all in the buildin' then we are intruders

Simmer down pimpin', let me handle this
I know the game, analyst
Man, I'm the shit and y'all janitors
Blow out the kush and crack a smile for the cameras

Take yourself a picture when I'm standin' at the mound
And I swear it's goin' down, I'm just reppin' for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I'm faded off the brown
And I'm easily influenced by the niggas I'm around

See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fuckin' parties grabbin' money off the ground

Yeah, just like priceless
Something you can't see, nigga

Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got girls and my girls got kids
And all I wanna do is handle my biz
And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did

Every day I been prayin' to you
I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you
I get money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money

Nigga, I don't trust a soul so I ride alone
I keep my eyes in my rear-view ridin' home
See, I'm ready for whatever, understand me
Any situation, whatever the Lord hand me

We pull guns, you niggas don't pull a damn thing
The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring
Roll the dice, man, we kill time gambling
W-wintertime, top down, nigga real arrogant

Big Money, so we blowin' it apparently
C-Cash Money, Young Money, yeah, it's all a family
Birdman and Weezy, they payin' all salaries
And I'ma ride with 'em till they bury me

Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got girls and my girls got kids
And all I wanna do is handle my biz
And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did

Every day I been prayin' to you
I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you
I get money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money

Livin' that life, livin' that life from under dem streetlights
But it ain't bright enough to show me where I'm goin'
But I still find my way and when I do I keep goin'

And uh, a nigga wit strikes
Try me and your family don't sleep right
Didn't think I was tough enough to make it on my own
But I can get through anything if I done made it through the storm

And uh, now I'm killin' at night
Killin' that night-life on the east side
Leather on chrome
Television with the phone and the top is so gone

Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got girls and my girls got kids
And all I wanna do is handle my biz
And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did

Every day I been prayin' to you
I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you
I get money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money

Yeah, flash the bright lights, nigga, smash on site
Born rich, bitch-nigga, live with no wife
Keep the pain of the price, prices with the dice
Give a fuck about your life rollin' railish stripes

High like a kite, G4 every night
Overseas money, bitch, we do it so right
Don't do it right so we don't it all
Money hard, bitch nigga playin' like a ball

Ball life, ya head life, ya gettin' getcha game right
Ya paid the price, hit ya up and laid you right
Twist ya life, nigga, we live in sunshine
5-star condo and stay fly

Ya see times is hard as it is
That's why I got girls and my girls got kids
And all I wanna do is handle my biz
And all I'm tryna do is whatever I did

Every day I been prayin' to you
I hope you hear everything that I'm sayin' to you
I get money, money, money, money, money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money

[Intro - Birdman]
Yeah
Birdman, always, priceless
Cash Money, Young Money
New money, swagged out
Uptown we in the building

[Chorus - Kevin Rudolf]
I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, I want it all
I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, I want it all
I want it all

[Verse 1 - Birdman]
Ride fly, always on chrome
Birds fly, count when we get home
Big money in the garbage can
New money every time we land
Big houses, new cars
Uptown, 3rd Ward
On the wall with platinum plaques
In the club throwing hundred stacks
She fly, my kind, and I brought her, inside
She saw the marble floors, popping bottles, blowing dro
She like just how I live
Private jets from Beverly Hills
Hundred mills on the platinum floor
Hundred mill' my son can glow

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
I want the world
You want the pussy
I want the pearl

I want the life
I want tonight
My fruits of labor, I want them ripe
That's right, private flight
Money gets stacked to the highest height
Better get your math and science right
But I want the drama, guided light
I-I-I want the hype, but I don't believe it
I want it all, but I know I don't need it
Man, I just want what's cool
And I, want, you

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Birdman]
Diamond face, hundred on one streak
Every day, do it like it's no sleep
Around the way, tote because we got heat
Hundred G's in the chopper, new fleet
No money, never get no time
Get money, stay on a nigga mind
Priceless, strapped on a nigga street
Uptown, YMCMB
Got to, get it, fuck, crime, get, money, all the, time
Got to, know, about me, Birdman, O.G.
Harley Davis pull up to the sun shine
Tattoos, bloodline on mine
Billionaires, that's what it's about nigga
Billionaires, we get loud nigga

[Chorus]

Now this is what they've been waiting for
Ya dig, Santana
Weezy F.
Ay Wayne
What up man
What you been workin' on nigga?
Oh you know, I got Currency's new album
And prolly workin' on my album, ya dig
Oh I'm ready to brush my shoulders off and drop my next album too nigga
That's what it is
But dig this, they wanna know what we been workin' on together
That's that "I Can't Feel My Face Shit" they know that
So if they ever thought the South and the North was gonna collide
Guess what, we already did
I'm feelin' like a black Republican
Naw, I can't call it
More like a black Democrat runnin' 'em out of office
Young Barack Obama, I'm all for it
The Rock of Gibraltar has now fallen, on ya
I protect my land like a farmer
Pockets stay chubby like Tikara
Or should I say fat like the Parkers
Tote big guns like I'm still playin' Contra
Y'all washed up like money that's laundered
Y'all funny, I'm bonkers
Honest, girls strapped to my dick like a harness
Rock star, flier than an ostrich
And I cover east, west, north, south like a compass
I shall shine forever, never tarnish
Money buried behind my house like a garden
All green, my bank account's like a forest
I Can't Feel My Face is gettin' started
And Weezy is my accomplice, ya dig
A black activist like Sonny Carson
Stripes of a sergeant, salute me
And chicks, I get 'em high
Higher than turbulence is
White Phantom, lookin' so Fergielicious
I'm from the city of big drugs and murder victims
Its get rich, go to jail and be a murder victim
Ai!
Now all y'all listen
If you can't take the heat, get out the kitchen
I feel like a black Republican
Tote a MAC'n Republican
Act so southern n' die for my brethren
Money, money, money
Like money Mac and publishing
One life to live, never ask for a mulligan
Streets call but the heat make me feel covenant
Been done had cake day late like Anne Sullivan
Fly like an eagle but no I'm no Donovan
Boy you better go eat some soup with your mom n' them
And my mind is on another continent
I am real Cash Money, no counterfeit
I don't parkin' lot pimp I just politick
But I get all in her mouth like parlithins
New always represent it to the inner
Come from the city where the glitter don't glimmer
The sun don't shine and the guns don't sleep
Pick a nigga's ass up like he got somewhere to be
And we wanna let the world know
This is not a diss song either people
We don't diss them we dismiss 'em, ya dig
Recognize or step aside, ya dig
We let the music talk, Draught 3
And by the way, it's Santana, I'm back
It's Weezy!
You dudes gotta stand in the mirror backwards 'cause you can't face yourself
Assholes
DipSet for life
Cash Money, whaddup
Young Money

Yeah she got with alone
Her swag on lean
The way she dancin on me
Can tell that she a queen
Her mama wouldn't like it
her daddy wouldn't either
The way she grindin on me
you tell shawty's a keeper
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
Gucci bag poppin tags
New crib brand new jag
Birdman party shine
Bad bitch all the time
Stay fly ride fly
I'm stuntin' stay high
Straight G just like that
Throw 100 bounce right back
Red hot hard top
Cash money hard knock
Bently frame drop top
50 G's the bottles pop
Iced out so we chill
Tunin' up every automobile
Tatted up life of a G
count that 5 Starred
Her swag on lean
The way she dancin on me
Can tell that she a queen
Her mama wouldn't like it
her daddy wouldn't either
The way she grindin on me
you tell shawty's a keeper
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
250 on the dash
yeah i'm livin fast
yeah I'm gettin cash
I need a bitch thats bad
Shawty play your role
We slammin phantom doors
She be like drive slow
We burnin purple smoke
I said I'd never fold
I promise not to stop
Just like my rolls royce
The way that girl drop
I need a hot girl
The way the girl hot
Dollar signs tatted on her
on her private flight
Her swag on lean
The way she dancin on me
Can tell that she a queen
Her mama wouldn't like it
her daddy wouldn't either
The way she grindin on me
you tell shawty's a keeper
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
I wanna be all over your body
like it my in tattoos
baby I have to
I ain't playin
You drivin me crazy
Her swag on lean
The way she dancin on me
Can tell that she a queen
Her mama wouldn't like it
her daddy wouldn't either
The way she grindin on me
you tell shawty's a keeper
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
She got it written on her
She got it written on her