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Birdman

Nightclub

 

Nightclub

(альбом: Pricele$$ - 2009)


Yeah Baby
Out the pound
(Priceless)
Looking through
Skyline
(Always)
Sitting 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 shining like a ma'fucker
Come from the bottom where we had nothing
Grinding in these streets till we built something
Cash flow
Money on the dashboard
Money in the dashboard
sitting high riding 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
hustling like
all night
doin it to the sun light
getting it to this bright light
doin it on them twenty fours
shining on them headlights
C-C-Catch me in the nightclub
two tools strapped up, soo woo'n blood
Red flag hoping 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 hoping out a red jag
pretty red bitch
with a shanell bag
grinding till the top of the cieling nigga
more money we billing nigga
more bottle we chilling nigga
bitches see us shining so they looking and feeling nigga
We hustling and flipping nigga
Mo money we killing 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 flipping
Mo money round the corner (?) moving and we dipping
Diamond in this water
eagles we land
Yachts four floors
we living looking grand
clipping mo tan
fucking with that sand
black diamonds stay stunting round that corner uptown rep hunter
Bitch she bad
gucci (?)
She love it when she iced up
jumping 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 living legends popping bottles blowing 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
hustling everytime I shine
shining everytime I floss
keep a extra mil on me that's just how a boss boss
younging got that flow money
diamonds on the toes money
Poppin over seas everytime we get some mo money

[Chorus]

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