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By Birdman, [Lil Wayne]
Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird
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By Birdman, Ladies and Gentlemen, this young man is the author of
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By Birdman, They keep spinnin'
Girl, there he go again an' when he
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By Birdman, Looks like a looks like a job job job for
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By Birdman, (Intro:Baby)
Uh huh uh huh
Cut me up in my head, Cut
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By Birdman, [Mannie Fresh Talking]
Yo, This Fresh (echoes)
For you (echoes)
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By Birdman, I keep my rims on the rocks
I keep my jims'
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By Birdman, Aye, aye, aye, ya
Tot' 'em up, light it up, nigga
Birdman,
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By Birdman, (hook)
i bought my first ki from my baby momma brotha
i
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By Birdman, [Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Young desperado straight out the grotto
I'm
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By Birdman, Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I got army gunz)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I-I-I got army
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By Birdman, I'll pull up the Henny, Coke and light up that
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By Birdman, I know some niggaz that'll merk ya for a quarter
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By Birdman, i gotta a lot of lute and i ain't looking
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By Birdman, [Chorus - T-Pain - 2X]
Yeah (I got the shoes wit'
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By Birdman, My leather so soft, my top so soft
I'll probably have
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By Birdman, There ain't no love
(Like, like, like, like, like, like, like,
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By Birdman, Yeah, hustla
I got the brown bag full of money
I got
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By Birdman, now let's get back on to the last part of
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By Birdman, Vroom on a Yamaha chromed out 11 hundred
What I'm doin'?
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By Birdman, Lil Wayne:
Always strapped when I hit the club niggaz give
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By Birdman, Look into my eyes - you will see,
What you mean
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By Birdman, [Birdman]
Yea,
Birdman, Always priceless,
Cash money, Young money,
New Money, Swagged out,
Uptown we
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By Birdman, Richer than the richest
More money, bitches
Yeah, coming to you live
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By Birdman, Yea, Burrrrr, Burrr,
CMB always,
[Lil Wayne - Chorus]
How come gettin money
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By Birdman, [Intro-Birdman]
Su woo
[Chorus - Lil Wayne]
Bitch I’m from the south, the
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By Birdman, Yeah, she got it written on her, her swag on
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By Birdman, [Chorus[X2]]
I bought my first key from my baby momma brotha
I
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By Birdman, [Birdman]
Yeah,
So Pricele$$,
Life So Pricele$$ Nigga,
You Understand Me, It's Just
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By Birdman, Yeah, like father like son
[Incomprehensible]
I smell murder, you know, Birdman
[Incomprehensible]
