[Intro: Birdman]
Yeah nigga, nigga, what, look

[Chorus: Birdman]
We shovlin' snow the hood is all great
He know where to go so we pushing off weight
We all good with the hoes and the hood
And we stash in the house like a pimp should, nigga
X2

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
New era fitted low, favorite team on my hat
Fly boy nigga I should have wings on my back
Murder and drugs, you never seen none of that
I'm cheating on my girlfriend, sleeping with my gat
How you gon' tell me about me?
Curren$y ... way back in the G
Back when Pimp C may pump the party
And Soulja Slim laced up his first pair of reece
Yeah, I got a fashion for flare
I got a stain on my birdmans but I don't care
I fuck with baby money and get a hundred more pair
Young Money we connected and respected everywhere
Yeah, but I'm just tryna' to be cool
And see if I can get decisions flew in from Peru
In projects, and holla in my booth
Now shorty when this package come let me put it by you, aight
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