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Birdman Lyrics

"Money To Blow"

(feat. Drake, Lil Wayne)

[Intro]

Coming to you live

from the city of

HoustalantaVegas

[Drake's Verse]

I am on a 24 hour champagne diet

Spillin' while I'm sippin' I encourage you to try it

Im probably just saying that cause I don't have to buy it

The club owner supply it, Boy I'm on that fly shit

I am what everybody in my past don't want me to be

Guess what I made it, I'm the muhfuckin man I just want you to see

Come take a look, get a load of this nigga, quit frontin' on me

Don't come around and try to gas me up, I like runnin on E

I I I I'm on my Disney shit, Goofy flow

On records I'm captain Hook and my new car is Rufio

Damn where my roof just go?

I'm somebody that you should know

Get to shakin something cause that's what Drumma produced it for

Yes I make mistakes that I don't ever make excuses for

Like leaving girls that love me and constantly seducing hoes

I'm losing my thoughts I said damn where my roof just go?

Top slipped off like Janet at the superbowl

I got em

[Chorus]

They can't help it

And I can't blame em'

Since I got famous

Bitch I got money to blow

Gettin' it in,

letting these bills fall all over your skin

I got money to blooow ooow ooow oow ooow oow

I got money to blooow ooow ooow oow ooow oow

[Birdman's Verse]

Richer than the Riches

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 em'

Bindin out we keep the cash on deck

Lamborghini and them Bentleys on the v-set

Loui lense iced up with the black diamonds

Cardier, Ferarri the new Spyder

No lie, I'm higher than I ever been

Born rich, born uptown, born to win

Fully loaded, automatic 6 Benz

Candy paint, foreign lights but my bitch in

Born hustlin', too big nigga to size me up

Kept stuntin', more money, burn it up

[Chorus]

They can't help it

And I can't blame em'

Since I got famous

Bitch I got money to blow

Gettin' it in,

letting these bills fall all over your skin

I got money to blooow ooow ooow oow ooow oow

I got money to blooow ooow ooow oow ooow oow

[Lil Wayne's Verse]

Well I get paid every 24 hours, money and the power

Come to VIP and get a champagne shower

I don't have to worry cause everything ours

And I got a big bauecet of mary jane's flowers

That Kush, I promise thats my boo boo we don't smoke that Reggie Bush

And I'm with two women make you take a second look

We poppin like champagne bottles but we never shook

And we gone be alright if we put Drake on every hook

[Chorus]

They can't help it

And I can't blame em'

Since I got famous

Bitch I got money to blow

Gettin' it in,

letting these bills fall all over your skin

I got money to blooow ooow ooow oow ooow oow

I got money to blooow ooow ooow oow ooow oow