Out The Pound Birdman
"Out The Pound" by Birdman, released in 2023, is a #HipHop track that showcases themes of resilience, success, and the hustle of street life. The lyrics reflect a journey from struggle to triumph, emphasizing loyalty and ambition. Unique beats and a catchy hook enhance its appeal, resonating with fans and contributing to Birdman's legacy in hip-hop culture.
[Intro]
Yeah, this one here for Uptown
I know we lost a lot that we gon' never get back
But it's a must that we do this here, homeboy
[Chorus]
We got the diamond in the back, tinted rolled up
Blowin' out the pound in a brand-new truck
Where ya at wit' it? Let's go and get it
If you a real D-Boy, money over bitches
[Verse 1]
Shit, slap a bitch with a pound and a ki'
Twenty of them thangs, ten on my street
Hundred at my crib, ten for a beat
Fifty on a Caddy wht' the swine suede seats
Twenty on a bike, Third Ward peace
Two on the yacht, million on the fleet
Four-five for a pound of that leaf
A hundred dollas for a chopper on the streets
We uptown, we gon' ride 'til we die, nigga
We stay fresh, get money, stay fly, nigga
Ain't nothin' chang, I ride them skinny tires
With the candy on the slab, on the buttons with them twenty-fives
From no money nigga, now we talk Cash Money
From lil' money nigga, now we talk big money
From no nothin', now we all sayin' somethin'
More money, nigga, more money, nigga
Yeah, this one here for Uptown
I know we lost a lot that we gon' never get back
But it's a must that we do this here, homeboy
[Chorus]
We got the diamond in the back, tinted rolled up
Blowin' out the pound in a brand-new truck
Where ya at wit' it? Let's go and get it
If you a real D-Boy, money over bitches
[Verse 1]
Shit, slap a bitch with a pound and a ki'
Twenty of them thangs, ten on my street
Hundred at my crib, ten for a beat
Fifty on a Caddy wht' the swine suede seats
Twenty on a bike, Third Ward peace
Two on the yacht, million on the fleet
Four-five for a pound of that leaf
A hundred dollas for a chopper on the streets
We uptown, we gon' ride 'til we die, nigga
We stay fresh, get money, stay fly, nigga
Ain't nothin' chang, I ride them skinny tires
With the candy on the slab, on the buttons with them twenty-fives
From no money nigga, now we talk Cash Money
From lil' money nigga, now we talk big money
From no nothin', now we all sayin' somethin'
More money, nigga, more money, nigga
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