
No More Birdman & Lil Wayne (Ft. Starlito)
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[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work on the floor
And I swore that I would never hustle no more
But I would never say that no more
I got my mind right and money right
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work on the floor
And I swore that I would never hustle no more
But I would never say that no more
I got my mind right and money right
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, yeah, the pot's hot as the rock expands
It the paper chasin' man on the clock like hands
Grindin' like teeth, get money like Heathcliff Huxtable
Keep it comin' like Keith
Gotta make it last forever, for worse or for better
Gotta make it past the devil, so guns, I got several
And everybody plays the fool says Aaron Neville
But I just play to win, I holler back like heavy metal
Smellin' like pedals from a rose, so they ho's
My bread's buildin', bagels and Lego's
When I rose they froze
Trust me, for them pesos I'm an a hole, AK holes
Thick face blows
And understand I'm talkin' money by the caseloads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode
I will hold court until the case closed, brown bag, bitch
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work on the floor
And I swore that I would never hustle no more
But I would never say that no more
I got my mind right and money right
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work on the floor
And I swore that I would never hustle no more
But I would never say that no more
I got my mind right and money right
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, yeah, the pot's hot as the rock expands
It the paper chasin' man on the clock like hands
Grindin' like teeth, get money like Heathcliff Huxtable
Keep it comin' like Keith
Gotta make it last forever, for worse or for better
Gotta make it past the devil, so guns, I got several
And everybody plays the fool says Aaron Neville
But I just play to win, I holler back like heavy metal
Smellin' like pedals from a rose, so they ho's
My bread's buildin', bagels and Lego's
When I rose they froze
Trust me, for them pesos I'm an a hole, AK holes
Thick face blows
And understand I'm talkin' money by the caseloads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode
I will hold court until the case closed, brown bag, bitch
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