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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.G.
Vocals
Big Tymers
Vocals
Birdman
Vocals
Juvenile
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Turk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Christopher Dorsey
Songwriter
Byron Thomas
Songwriter
Tab Virgil Jr.
Songwriter
Terius Gray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mannie Fresh
Producer
Lyrics
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Oh, oh, oh
Nigga, I got these hoes iced up enough
While my lil' BG's on the bus puttin' out cigarette butts
But me, personally, playboy, I don't give a fuck
And I'm always show love to my cut
Hit the club, light the bitch up
The Cash Money motto is to drink 'til we throw up (throw up)
Nigga, point the ho out, guaranteed I can fuck
Woadie, 'cause I'm tattooed and balled up (balled up)
Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up and my pinky ring is platinum plus
Earrings be trillion cut and my grill be slugged up
My heart filled with anger, 'cause nigga, I don't give a fuck
Stack my cheese up, 'cause one day I'ma give this street life up
Beef, I don't discuss
A nigga outta line gon' get his motherfuckin' head bust
Cash Money Millionaires plus
Don't touch somethin', nigga, you can't fuck
Twenty inches with TVs is a must
By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus
A lil' nigga seventeen playin' with six figures
Got so much ice, you can skate on a nigga
When you see Cash Money, you know we stay flossin'
Catch ya girl down bad, ya know we straight tossin'
I ain't seen a clique yet that can stunt like mine
I ain't seen a Maro that can run like mine
1999, and it's our turn to shine
Fifty or better on our wrist and they all blind
Pourin' vodka 'til I die, drank 'til I faint
'Til a nigga tell me I need another drank
My nigga, Baby told me, work, nigga, trick to them hoes
Nigga, Baby told me work, nigga, it's better than treatin' your nose
I'm the freak of the clique, keep it on the tuck
So I creep on a bitch and I play raw
Never sleep with a bitch, keep it real with my niggas
Never weak for a bitch, never weak for a bitch, nigga
Bling bling, every time I come around your city
Bling bling, pinky ring worth about fifty
Bling bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling bling, Lorenzo's on Yokohama tires
Bling bling, every time I come around your city
Bling bling, pinky ring worth about fifty
Bling bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling bling, Lorenzo's on Yokohama tires
It's the nigga with the Lex bubble
Candy-coated helicopter with the leather cover (what?)
If you suckin', not fuckin', take off the rubber (what?)
Then toss that bitch, nigga, 'cause I don't love her
Balla, Manny bought a private plane
Then turned around and sold that bitch to Juve and Wayne
They put thirty-inch Lorenzo's on that thing, man
I know you niggas out there just don't understand
I'm a 1999 driver, I'm a uptown Third Ward, Magnolia T.C. rider
Ol' ignorant ass always stuntin'
Big ballin' ass nigga, you can see him when he comin'
Booted up, diamond up, golds be shinnin' up
Motherfuckas be blindin' us
Niggas at the second line be sayin', I'll be damned
Up in, they best fits sayin', "Juvie got me again"
Bling bling, every time I come around your city
Bling bling, pinky ring worth about fifty
Bling bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling bling, Lorenzo's on Yokohama tires
Bling bling, every time I come around your city
Bling bling, pinky ring worth about fifty
Bling bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling bling, Lorenzo's on Yokohama tires, bling bling
I be that nigga with the ice on me
If it cost less than twenty, it don't look right on me
I stay flossed out all through the week
My money long, if you don't know, I'm the B.G
I be fuckin' niggas' bitches all in they home
Niggas be like, "Look at that Benz on all that chrome"
Diamonds worn by everybody that's in my clique
Man, I got the price of a mansion 'round my neck and wrist
My nigga Baby gettin' a special built machine
A Mercedes-Benz 700 V14
I know you niggas can't believe that
I can't wait to see you haters' face when you see that
Man, look at that
Niggas wear shades just to stand on side of me
Hoes say take that chain off, boy, you're blindin' me
All day, my phone ringin', brring, brring, brring
Can see my earrings from a mile, bling bling
Bling bling, every time I come around your city
Bling bling, pinky ring worth about fifty
Bling bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling bling, Lorenzo's on Yokohama tires
Bling bling, every time I come around your city
Bling bling, pinky ring worth about fifty
Bling bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling bling, Lorenzo's on Yokohama tires
Bling bling, every time I come around your city
Bling bling, pinky ring worth about fifty
Bling bling, every time I buy a new ride
Bling bling, Lorenzo's on Yokohama tires
Bling bling, ah, bling bling, ah
Bling bling, ah, bling bling, what?
Bling bling, what? Bling bling, what?
Bling bling, what? Bling
Lil Weezy, Big Tymers, Juvenile
B.G, Lil Turk
You heard me? You heard me?
Tell me what kinda nigga got diamonds that'll (bling) blind ya?
Tell me what kinda nigga got diamonds that'll (bling) blind ya?
Tell me what kinda nigga got diamonds that'll (bling) blind ya?
Tell me what kinda nigga got diamonds that'll (bling) blind ya?
Bling bling, nigga
Haha, Cash Money, 1999 and forever, ya heard me?
Writer(s): Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas, Bryan Williams, Christopher Noel Dorsey, Tab Virgil
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