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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Birdman
Birdman
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Composer
Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
Lyrics
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Composer
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Matthew Jehu Samuels
Composer
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Boi-1da
Boi-1da
Producer
Fareed Salamah
Fareed Salamah
Recording Engineer
Joshua Berkman
Joshua Berkman
Mixing Engineer
Sean Buchanan
Sean Buchanan
Assistant Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Play ball)
Yeah, so priceless
Life's so priceless
****, you understand me? It's just like that
My car so priceless, my **** so priceless
My familia is so priceless ****, you understand me?
[Verse 2]
Either you **** with us or you ain't with us
Or either you in the huddle or you out the huddle
Either you ridin' or we passin'
Flyin' by, sayin'
It's Young Money, cash money, playboy
That's 'bout the size of it
At the rooftop
So hot up here ****
Yeah, let's go
[Verse 3]
Take yourself a picture when I'm standin' at the mound
And I swear it's goin' down, I'm just reppin' 4 my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson , man, I'm faded off the brown
And I'm easily influenced by the ni**** I'm around
See the Aston Martin, when I start it, hear the sound
I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my f**** parties, grabbin' money off the ground
[Verse 4]
Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical
Spades or the opus, baby, what you got a feeling for?
I can show you new things, have you feelin' spiritual
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes, miracles
Yeah, okay, they say that I'm the one in fact
Some say I'm they favorite but I ain't hearin' none of that
I'm about my team, h*, Young Money running back
Cash Money superstar, where the f**** is Stunna at?
Damn
[Verse 5]
Untouchable, 40 with my AK
Mastermind, big money heavyweight
On the grind, flippin' money in every way
Headline, my **** shine everyday
Pearl white Don P, Marc Jacobs gloves
Cartier Louis case with the dope blood
From the mud where they wet ya, leave ya in your blood
Goin' in, flip a hunnid, get the young plug
[Verse 6]
Show 'em where it go
Floatin' on the floor
Gettin' more dough
Grind hard, go
Black diamond show
Watch the flame blow
And how you stay grounded? Cash no go
And how you stay mounded? Cash no flow
And how you stay shinin'? Bentley off the floor
And how you stay high? Purple pine dr*
Diamond minks, furs, February snow
[Verse 7]
Take yourself a picture when I'm standin' at the mound
And I swear it's goin' down, I'm just reppin' 4 my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson , man, I'm faded off the brown
And I'm easily influenced by the ni**** I'm around
See the Aston Martin, when I start it, hear the sound
I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my f**** parties, grabbin' money off the ground
[Verse 8]
Uh, you know you paid when you got Baby with ya
It's Young Money, like Ben Frank's baby pictures
I'm the lady twister, I kiss her whiskers
I been runnin' this shi*, blisters
Stickin' to the script, movie star money
And if you gassed up, I leave the car runnin'
I'm a big smoker, I'm a little drinker
The peace sign is just the trigger and the middle finger
[Verse 9]
Wha-what you know 'bout it? Man, y'all clueless
I let two women r*** me, that's carpoolers
I rock stupid ice, Mr. Water Coolers
If y'all in the building, then we are intruders
Simmer down, pimpin', let me handle this
I know the game, analyst
Man, I'm the shi* and y'all janitors
Blow out the ku*** and crack a smile for the cameras
[Verse 10]
Take yourself a picture when I'm standin' at the mound
And I swear it's goin' down, I'm just reppin' 4 my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson , man, I'm faded off the brown
And I'm easily influenced by the ni**** I'm around
See the Aston Martin, when I start it, hear the sound
I ain't never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my f**** parties, grabbin' money off the ground
Written by: Birdman, Boi‐1da, Drake, Lil Wayne
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