[Verse 1: Euro] I couldn't have done it better, I couldn't have done this shit any other way I made it now, only tryin' convince me to make it another day Glad I could see another day I do this shit for my squad, my home team, my family, fuck what another say I'm here now, it's all clear now, somebody pour up I'm eating good, y'all can't see my competition til I throw up I'm tore up but I keep shit 100 that's from the toes up Last night, it felt like I ran through 4 clubs, stood on the couch, and every single one them screaming out "Hoes down and bros up" It's different when we show up, kicking doors up I'm a young stunna, young Wayne, I'm Young Money I'm growed up Like I'm new here but I'm nuclear, that's a bomb threat, mothafucka, watch how I blow up I'm good, I'm reminded I'm good from time to time I'm fine, I be spending time with the greatest of all-time all the time And ever since I'm living life every night like it's '99 I'm way ahead of my time I think I was only 8 at that time I rep them five letters forever Would someone just tell the bartender to mix my drink while I mix my thoughts my business and pleasure? I'm clever, long money all around me I just hope that I live long enough, long enough to measure We should take pictures sippin' Cristal in COOGI sweaters And I'm still getting better, nigga, what's better? They said I'd never do it, now I'm looking like, "Nigga, what's never?" And now they run from us when they see us, boy, that money's pressure Plaques on the wall of every building that I walk into Phone taps cause they curious, careful what you talk into Living the star life you never know who you'll run into Like, baby I can change your life, just leave everything that you been through And ride
[Hook: Euro] Long as my niggas right then we alright Long as the women right then we alright Long as the drinks on ice then we alright Long as these private flights then we alright Long as we living right then we alright Long as it's high life then we alright Cause I love it more than anything Boy, it's money over everything, we been alright
[Verse 2: Birdman] Yea, It's money over everything We motivated, flying over everything We make something out of nothing; what up 5? Bag full of every president that ever died Yeah, spraying everything that's in the way We eating over here extended clips, 50 plates It's a lifestyle, stunna life everyday A million ones, we can throw this shit a million ways Young'un, if you're alright then we alright Night life GTV popping every night Fly rich in a different city, bright lights With my niggas, rich gang and living high life Yea, guns in the basement Millions in the wall, GTV cases If it's fuck em' then it's fuck em' all Audemars and cigars in them new toys
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[Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Do this shit for rizzeal Young Money, Rich Gang, ya heard me with big ears You just a crocodile, I drink a full cup of his tears Can’t recognize you, nigga, like Santa cut off his beard And Tunechi, he gon’ be alright, as long as he got his pills I’m higher than my bitch bills, stop crying about 'em, bitch, chill I'm working on that Carter V, I got this bitch in fifth gear I can't stand these niggas, I'ma lie down or sit still Get tied down with that fucking steel at your eyebrow or your fucking grill Catch you while you laid up, straight up, bunny ears I shoot your fucking fade up, ratchets don't touch me If that pussy smell like catfish salmon trout or guppies I ain't trippin' over no ho, treat that ho like a servant I know that ho better know, how to deep throat like a serpent But loose lips sink ships, but I just let these hoes Worship She think I'm a window of opportunity, close curtains TunechiTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
