Drake] I am on a 24 hour champagne diet Spillin while im sippin it I Encourage you to try it Im probably just saying that cause i dont have to buy it The club owner supply it Boy im on that fly shit I am what everybody in my past dont want me to be Guess what i made it Im the muthaf-cking man I just want you to see,come take a look Get a load of this n-gga Quit frontin on me Dont come around and try come gas me up I like runnin on E I, I, I, Im on my Disney shit goofy flow On records im 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 dont ever make excuses for Like leavin’ girls that love me and Constantly seducing hoes Im losing my thoughts i say damn Where my roof just go? Top slipped off like Janet at the super bowl, I got em [Chorus] they cant help it, and I cant blame em Since I got famous but b-tch, 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 [Birdman] 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 them Ballin out we keep the cash on deck Lamborghini and the Bentleys on the V-set Louie lens iced out with the black diamonds Car of the year Ferrari the new Spider No lie im higher than i ever …
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Birdman Money To Blow ft. Drake And Lil Wayne W/Lyrics HD
June 17th, 2011Tx2 – Money To Blow Remix
August 31st, 2010
Artist: Tx2 Website: www.myspace.com Youtube: TX2THETRUTH Contact Info: (334)663-4829 tx_2@live.com Lyrics: (Original Hook) Verse 1: Quick to the money when I get that money. Like the red sea got to split that money. They don’t really wanna see me out on top. They just tryna front to get what I got. Now that I got it best believe I floss it. Copped a few shoes just to match my closet. Drive headless when I’m in the coupe. Blow the top off ride with no roof. Pop champagne while I count them stacks, I got that cheese cause I’m on my mac. On my hustle on my grind. Watch me stunt then watch me shine. Stay iced out with diamond rings, name brand socks and designer jeans. Got to be high to be as fly as me. Damn it feel good to have finer things. Big ballin baby callin shots like a ref, suicidal cause I stay fresh to death. take a lifetime find a swag like mine got money on the clock don’t waste. Sittin on chrome when I push the excursion make it rain on em when I roll through suburbans, got to slow it down cause I’m never in a hurry. Better pay attention if you don’t want to miss this. Put me on ya wish list like good girls at christmas. Comin for the throne fake broads better know it. Treat my money like some weed make it grow and then I blow it. Verse 2: I’m your worst nightmare you can’t wish me away. I’m takin out the garbage y’all rappers spittin today. Last fire. First name desire. I aint one them rappers thats out lookin for a writer. I’m jus one of them directors that …
