Sun Come Up Rick Ross & Birdman (Ft. Glasses Malone & T-Pain)
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[Intro: Rick Ross & DJ Khaled]
Bird, let's pop a bottle homie
Let's celebrate getting this money
Maybach Music
This that get money shit!
CMB
H!
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up, 'til the feds run up
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Life in the fast lane, way before the cash came
Boss name Ricky and you better know the last name
Yeah I'm 'bout that, got it if you doubt that
36 Oz's just like Outback
Little 'cuz passed, we all shed tears
She had 8 kids, it is what it is
What the sun gotta shine, got to get through the rain
Got a lot of scars but, I deal with the pain
You get used to the money when you deal with the game
Got a lot of cars that'll [?] when you [?]
Monday for money, Wednesday I'm chillin'
Count it all Friday, hopefully we got a million
Know that hustle don't stop when that H on the block
No cut, took me straight to the top
Haters better give it up
Young killers, live it up
This a big lick, time for me to triple up
Bird, let's pop a bottle homie
Let's celebrate getting this money
Maybach Music
This that get money shit!
CMB
H!
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Saturday
'Til the sun come up, 'til the feds run up
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Life in the fast lane, way before the cash came
Boss name Ricky and you better know the last name
Yeah I'm 'bout that, got it if you doubt that
36 Oz's just like Outback
Little 'cuz passed, we all shed tears
She had 8 kids, it is what it is
What the sun gotta shine, got to get through the rain
Got a lot of scars but, I deal with the pain
You get used to the money when you deal with the game
Got a lot of cars that'll [?] when you [?]
Monday for money, Wednesday I'm chillin'
Count it all Friday, hopefully we got a million
Know that hustle don't stop when that H on the block
No cut, took me straight to the top
Haters better give it up
Young killers, live it up
This a big lick, time for me to triple up
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