Birdman Get That Money Lyrics

[Birdman]
Y'all already know what it do n____?
Theres money over here, Cash Money over here, n____
Me and the little J.R., Like that homeboy
We on the grind n____, got some muscle n____, shine n____, like father like son n____
Hey we drive shiver, headlights like a light bulb, that means the cars expensive you stupid f___, keep a n____ pimpin now n____

[Lil Wayne]
I know some n____s that'll murk ya for a quarter birdy
You b____ a__ n____ just be lucky that the boy ain't hurt me
I got the money to lag, and I got that swager workin
I'm smokin some I can't p___ounce, but I'm behind them phantom curtain
What is you hiding b____?
I'm on some paper s___
She wants to make me dinner
I tell her, "Make me rich."
Your f___in with a winner
But I come from the litter
Woke up out of bed and I can that dirt and turn that s___ to glitter
I leave the work with her
yeah, she my baby sitter
And if I find out she's stealin
For reala I'ma kill her
I'm just a money man
So where the dollars at?
Some around back, Ima work until them flowers black
She wanna ride on this
I make her ride with that
Her pistol and her celly, thats her survival pack
And do I love her? Naahhh
Man I just love the spirit
Blind, deaf or crazy, its money over b____es

[Chorus:] [2x]
Now errbody that I'm knowin get that money baby
And we aint worried bout them hoes, get that money baby
You get that cook or that blow you are called a baller
If you aint talkin about that dough, homie what you talkin?

[Birdman]
So get your game up
Take a b____, break a b____
Strap her down with work, and tell her dont trip, take a trip
Get your hustle up
The money's what you make of it
These n____s wanna cook down they clothes, they close down the bakery
So stop stuntin homie, false promotin
It aint about what you make
Its about what you told em
Burn him up and leave him naked
Bring him back to his wiiifffee
The b____ aint even cry cuz he was living that liiifffee
These n____s think I'm slippin cuz I'm fallin back
b____, I got money and a wall for that
When you get it from the ground homie
And hold the hood down
And don't make a sound if the people swing around
b____, do ya thing hoe
Hussle, try to stay low
This is for my old school g's who aint around this b____
But shorty, they aint f___in with pops
Let them n____s chase that p____, we gonna follow tha guap

[Birdman]
50 stacks in the garden and the backyard
Youngin talkin, turn a key into a crack charge
Y'all n____s aint eatin how we eatin
f___ how we used to be
Now we how we need to be
If they aint with us
They must be against us
We shoot em in the head, cuz the act like they sistas
If you aint gettin bread, n____ keep ya distance
Sharks over here, n____ keep on fishin

[Lil Wayne:]
Money, money, money, is my intuition
Money over b____es, such an easy decision
Young money, money men, monster militia
Hard body, these n____s is a box of tissue
That nina will kiss ya
That chopper will twist ya
380 snap shots, now smile for the pictures
Wheezy m_________in baby, pay me
A 9 to 5 is over rated
I'm on that grind hoe