(Baby (talking with echo)) Aye, Aye, Aye, Ya Tot' 'em up, light it up ***** Birdman ************ Clipse, VA, NO ***** What you smelt Coke'll leave plastic Get off the border ************ Come on little'n handle your business for me boy (Chorus: Pusha T & (Pharrell) (2x)) (Brrrrrrrrrrr) What happened to that boy (yo) (Brrrrrrrrrrr) What happened to that boy (Brrrrrrrrrrr) What happened to that boy He was talking **** we put a clap into that boy (Malice) Whoa...Yeah...Malicious...Yeah I heard they snitchin' on a player man say it aint so Even as a young'n they consigned me to blow WHICH EXPLAINS why I'm worth my weight in gold While they was taking baby steps from an 8th to an O Word in the streets that can envy as me Enough ice on that watch to make a ***** lose sleep Magnified face help the ***** see clearly 9 on the waist hit the ***** up severely I'm kNOWN for the flip of that cokAINA I'm heavy in the street like the 7 series BEEMA (BMW) Man, hit 'em with the Nina man Or that 4/5th guaranteed to lean ya man (Whoa) I'm the reason that your block is vacant Malicious will hit ya just to make a statement *****! Clipse and Cash Money who aint rich Don't compare me to you ***** you aint this (Whoa) (Chorus) (Baby) Aye...Aye...Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye... Stunna and Patty Cake the worldwide Pusha (get this money) Birdman ***** leave the guns in the busher (cuff 'em up, let 'em up *****) Been ****tin' up bricks unload 'em to Gucci Boss of the ghetto with the round shape cookie **** one, Dro one ***** flood the block If I don't go to jail ****** birds gone flop ***** sittin' on the toilet ***** get off the pot The bird just landed so the hood gon' rot New whips, big chips the Prada Gucci **** But mami your fly Benz the wide skinny lips She takes my flight she holds my weight While the po-po staked out from state to state It aint nuttin to a baller baby Pay the cars, big money, heavy weight, bird man, hood boss Baby steppin on my line I'll show a little somethin' They callin' you don't come out then the black crow will touch ya (touch ya) (Chorus (2x)) (Pusha T) Ughhh...Another soul lost Had to make a shirt match my ox blood colored Porsche Ughhh...The rims match of course Blood hit his Timbs it reminded me of them Glistenin' wrist on chiller Gun in the same palm of gorgeous killer I put this on my lord my niece was 4 when she felt chinchilla I past the shore for that shit that made fiends rise from the dead like Thriller Gangster...Hustler At night still found time to kiss my mother Live like I'm dreamin' kick my feet up Gun pulled my waist remind me of my demon So quite ya yappin' fore I get to clappin And have your body parts mix and matching fella (Chorus (2x)) (Baby (talking)) Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, there it is *****, there you have it Birdman, Clipse you under-smelt, VA you know Uptown *****, we go anywhere with this ******** We flip bricks you under-smell (gangster ************) Aye ***** put this puzzle together Aye Pharrell you did this year (you did it *****) A 1000 pieces puzzles (startrak) 100, you know Let's get this money (get the money) Hey ***** I smell somethin', coke'll leave plastic ***** Get money ************ However you want it you can get it pimp From gangster to blood *****, take it how you want it ***** We did it how we live, aint nothin' but the thug thing ***** Money thing ************
(Baby (talking with echo)) Aye, Aye, Aye, Ya Tot' 'em up, light it up ***** Birdman ************ Clipse, VA, NO ***** What you smelt Coke'll leave plastic Get off the border ************ Come on little'n handle your business for me boy (Chorus: Pusha T & (Pharrell) (2x)) (Brrrrrrrrrrr) What happened to that boy (yo) (Brrrrrrrrrrr) What happened to that boy (Brrrrrrrrrrr) What happened to that boy He was talking **** we put a clap into that boy (Malice) Whoa...Yeah...Malicious...Yeah I heard they snitchin' on a player man say it aint so Even as a young'n they consigned me to blow WHICH EXPLAINS why I'm worth my weight in gold While they was taking baby steps from an 8th to an O Word in the streets that can envy as me Enough ice on that watch to make a ***** lose sleep Magnified face help the ***** see clearly 9 on the waist hit the ***** up severely I'm kNOWN for the flip of that cokAINA I'm heavy in the street like the 7 series BEEMA (BMW) Man, hit 'em with the Nina man Or that 4/5th guaranteed to lean ya man (Whoa) I'm the reason that your block is vacant Malicious will hit ya just to make a statement *****! Clipse and Cash Money who aint rich Don't compare me to you ***** you aint this (Whoa) (Chorus) (Baby) Aye...Aye...Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye... Stunna and Patty Cake the worldwide Pusha (get this money) Birdman ***** leave the guns in the busher (cuff 'em up, let 'em up *****) Been ****tin' up bricks unload 'em to Gucci Boss of the ghetto with the round shape cookie **** one, Dro one ***** flood the block If I don't go to jail ****** birds gone flop ***** sittin' on the toilet ***** get off the pot The bird just landed so the hood gon' rot New whips, big chips the Prada Gucci **** But mami your fly Benz the wide skinny lips She takes my flight she holds my weight While the po-po staked out from state to state It aint nuttin to a baller baby Pay the cars, big money, heavy weight, bird man, hood boss Baby steppin on my line I'll show a little somethin' They callin' you don't come out then the black crow will touch ya (touch ya) (Chorus (2x)) (Pusha T) Ughhh...Another soul lost Had to make a shirt match my ox blood colored Porsche Ughhh...The rims match of course Blood hit his Timbs it reminded me of them Glistenin' wrist on chiller Gun in the same palm of gorgeous killer I put this on my lord my niece was 4 when she felt chinchilla I past the shore for that shit that made fiends rise from the dead like Thriller Gangster...Hustler At night still found time to kiss my mother Live like I'm dreamin' kick my feet up Gun pulled my waist remind me of my demon So quite ya yappin' fore I get to clappin And have your body parts mix and matching fella (Chorus (2x)) (Baby (talking)) Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, there it is *****, there you have it Birdman, Clipse you under-smelt, VA you know Uptown *****, we go anywhere with this ******** We flip bricks you under-smell (gangster ************) Aye ***** put this puzzle together Aye Pharrell you did this year (you did it *****) A 1000 pieces puzzles (startrak) 100, you know Let's get this money (get the money) Hey ***** I smell somethin', coke'll leave plastic ***** Get money ************ However you want it you can get it pimp From gangster to blood *****, take it how you want it ***** We did it how we live, aint nothin' but the thug thing ***** Money thing ************
