Birdman - Nightclub Lyrics

Writer(s) : METOYER, HOWARD / WILLIAMS, BRYAN N
Artist: Birdman Lyrics
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Album: Track 7 on Pricele$$
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Yeah baby
Out the pound
(Priceless)
Lookin' through
Skyline
(Always)
Sittin' 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

Fresh
New pearl on the diamond cluster
More money and we shinin' like a ma'****er
Come from the bottom where we had nothin'
Grindin' in these streets till we built something
Cash flow
Money on the dashboard
Money in the dashboard
Sittin' high ridin' 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
Hustlin' like
All night
Doin it to the sun light
Gettin' it to this bright light
Doin it on them twenty fours
Shinin' on them headlights
C-C-Catch me in the nightclub
Two tools strapped up, soo woo'n blood
Red flag hopin' out a red jag
Pretty red *****
With a shanell bag

[Chorus]
C-C-catch me in the nightclub
Two tools strapped up, so woo'n blood
Red flag hopin' out a red jag
Pretty red *****
With a shanell bag
Grindin' till the top of the ceiling *****
More money we billin' *****
More bottle we chillin' *****
*****es see us shinin' so they lookin' and feelin' *****
We hustlin' and flippin' *****
Mo money we killin' *****

Take a picture of yo Porsche *****
Without yo frame *****
More money good aim *****
You get it you blame *****
F, **** 'em for change *****
F, **** 'em my change *****
Cartier frame ***** the watch and chain *****
Yeah at the top where it's hot
Mo money gun cocked
Mo *****es won't stop
See the hustle won't stop so we flippin'
Mo money round the corner movin' and we dippin'
Diamond in this water
Eagles we land
Yachts four floors
We livin' lookin' grand
Clippin' mo tan
****in' with that sand
Black diamonds stay stuntin' round that corner uptown rep hunter
***** she bad
Gucci ?
She love it when she iced up
Jumpin' in the Benz
In the jeep how she play
Shop everyday
Pull up in the Harley rally strip paper plates 100

[Chorus]

Yeah garbage bag full full of dough homie
Mo money and mo *****es then I know homie
24's every time I hit the do'
Suicide Lamborghini doors mink on the floor
Priceless yeah I **** that hoe
Yeah I ****ed a movie hoe
Yeah I ****ed a rap hoe
Yeah we get this money hoe
Cash money Young money ***** we bout this big money
Uptown livin' legends poppin' bottles blowin' hundreds
Catch me in this mud *****
Strapped in this mud *****
Know about this combat ****
Know about this hustla' ****
Get it how we get it *****
Never ? this **** *****
No borrow big money how we do this *****
Hustlin' every time I shine
Shinin' every time I floss
Keep a extra mil on me that's just how a boss boss
Youngin' got that flow money
Diamonds on the toes money
Poppin over seas every time we get some mo money

[Chorus]


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