[Verse 1: Birdman] Shinin, grindin on the shine Flippin all the time When we hustlin, Young Money gunnin Cash Money flippin, shit them everytime When we grindin cause we gettin, flippin the change range And doin different thangs, hittin the same lanes But flippin didnt change Yeah, higher then we ever been More money, now more money, cause we ballin in
[Hook: T-Pain] You know I cant stop, I wont stop I feel like everybodys trying to kill me So I dont stop, till Im on top And God keeps telling me I will be If you with me then salute, you know what to do You know what to do Put your hands up in the air You can make it through All you gotta do is Put your hands up in the air
[Verse 2: Birdman] Shinin bright lights, hotter then them other lights The real life flash mash on the same night More money, now we brighter then we even been Hundred thousand poppin bottles, bitch we goin in Crystal lights, blowin on that Khaled dro Turkey bag, hundred thou on the marble floor Rainbow, red bone with the triple color Hurricane, make it rain, bitch every summer
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[Verse 3: Birdman] Yeah its on deck, straps on deck Sticks on deck, Stunna island, private jets Put the house on Gin, and nigga we place the bet From hundred Gs to flippin hundred, bitch we hit the liq High on the hill, the view above the falls Smashin in the field, 100 balls (?) You know how we do it, bossin up grand news Uptown survivor, money really shoot
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Copy to Clipboard: [Verse 1: Birdman] Shinin, grindin on the shine Flippin all the time When we hustlin, Young Money gunnin Cash Money flippin, shit them everytime When we grindin cause we gettin, flippin the change range And doin different thangs, hittin the same lanes But flippin didnt change Yeah, higher then we ever been More money, now more money, cause we ballin in
[Hook: T-Pain] You know I cant stop, I wont stop I feel like everybodys trying to kill me So I dont stop, till Im on top And God keeps telling me I will be If you with me then salute, you know what to do You know what to do Put your hands up in the air You can make it through All you gotta do is Put your hands up in the air
[Verse 2: Birdman] Shinin bright lights, hotter then them other lights The real life flash mash on the same night More money, now we brighter then we even been Hundred thousand poppin bottles, bitch we goin in Crystal lights, blowin on that Khaled dro Turkey bag, hundred thou on the marble floor Rainbow, red bone with the triple color Hurricane, make it rain, bitch every summer
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[Verse 3: Birdman] Yeah its on deck, straps on deck Sticks on deck, Stunna island, private jets Put the house on Gin, and nigga we place the bet From hundred Gs to flippin hundred, bitch we hit the liq High on the hill, the view above the falls Smashin in the field, 100 balls (?) You know how we do it, bossin up grand news Uptown survivor, money really shoot
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