
Know What I’m Doin’ Birdman & Lil Wayne (Ft. Rick Ross & T-Pain)
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[Chorus: T-Pain]
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin', yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Started with a nick, then I seen a hundred bricks
Started on a corner, now a nigga 106
Heroin and quinine, you can't quiet mine
I got the whole dirty south in line buyin' mine
You know I gotta shine, you just bezzle yours
I fifty-carat mine, I'm fuckin' several whores
When you hear the (Brr), you know I got the sack
'Cause when I hit the (Brr), he always got the packs
M-I-Yayo, I'm gettin' cake, ho
If you don't love Cash Money you can stay broke
Fifty on the chain, twenty for the piece
A grand for the bitch, the whip is not a lease
You know I'm stuntin' hard, Phantom in the front yard
Put Ross on the front just to front hard
Cash Money, money comin' on freight liners
Cash Money, got me buyin' these great diamonds
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin'
Yeah, I got the shoes with the matchin' fit check
Yeah, I got them jewels lookin' fat around my neck
Yeah, take a picture, click-click
Take a picture, click-click, check me out!
Yeah, I know what I'm doin', yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Started with a nick, then I seen a hundred bricks
Started on a corner, now a nigga 106
Heroin and quinine, you can't quiet mine
I got the whole dirty south in line buyin' mine
You know I gotta shine, you just bezzle yours
I fifty-carat mine, I'm fuckin' several whores
When you hear the (Brr), you know I got the sack
'Cause when I hit the (Brr), he always got the packs
M-I-Yayo, I'm gettin' cake, ho
If you don't love Cash Money you can stay broke
Fifty on the chain, twenty for the piece
A grand for the bitch, the whip is not a lease
You know I'm stuntin' hard, Phantom in the front yard
Put Ross on the front just to front hard
Cash Money, money comin' on freight liners
Cash Money, got me buyin' these great diamonds
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