Wise Words lyrics - Birdman & Jacquees
[Birdman:]
Got my lil nephew Que with me
[Jacquees:]
Yeaah, Aye ima tell you how it really go
These wise words from the youngin
I got the knowledge, I was honor roll
Can't fuck with shawty she too vunerable
You play your roll let's see how far you go
And I gotta Stunna on the defense
It be that nigga that ain't honorable
Can't you see me, can't you see me
These diamonds on me really gleaming
I'm on the henny I ain't leanin
I step out cleaner that a deacon
I know these niggas probably watching me
You jack my swag, I know you copy me
Money through with you lil niggas
So I can't see you niggas stopping me
And please don't turn down the mood
We know these niggas jealous, and they acting cool
I done ran out of old hunnids, I back spendin my blues
And I'm lost at sea on a yatch and my plus my rolex a pool
And then I stack my money longer than you
Yeaah, aye ima tell you how it really go
These wise words from the youngin
I got the knowledge, I was honor roll
Can't fuck with shawty she too vunerable
You play your roll let's see how far you go
And I gotta Stunna on the defense
It be that nigga that ain't honorable
[Birdman:]
You know nephew, when these pussies act like pussies, we gotta play'em like pussies
If I dont make money, it don't make sense
On my mommas soul boy, on my mommas soul
Early with this money, got a couple of them hundreds
Running down with them numbers
Know we bout them numbers, we did it nigga for them numbers
Got hit niggas with no numbers, nigga went to court and he g'd up and ain't say nothing bout numbers
Get money hungry, money hungry
[Jacquees:]
Yeaah, Aye ima tell you how it really go
These wise words from the youngin
I got the knowledge, I was honor roll
Can't fuck with shawty she too vunerable
You play your roll let's see how far you go
And I gotta Stunna on the defense
It be that nigga that ain't honorable
I done messed up the game
Show me that pussy baby
Show me you ain't afraid
Birdman doing numbers and lil bitch I'm doing the same
It's fyb I want the money and my niggas feeling the same
And put some respect on the game
Yeaah, aye ima tell you how it really go
These wise words from the youngin
I got the knowledge, I was honor roll
Can't fuck with shawty she too vunerable
You play your roll let's see how far you go
And I gotta Stunna on the defense
It be that nigga that ain't honorable
[Birdman:]
Ice and Tools
Models and Life
Money and Dice...Blattt
RICH GANG, Club[?] banger
Lost At Sea lyrics - Birdman & Jacquees
[Jacquees:]
Yeah
I am Jacquess, this is, "Lost At Sea"
Birdman, Jacquees
I'm lost at sea just like a fisher, woah
Say we fallin' off, that's what they wishin' for
Tell the time nigga, that's what we pitchin' for
See these nines, nigga, that's what they pitchin' for
Put my young niggas all in a movie
Cause me and Stunna goin' stupid
Got my right hand on the Remy
Left hand on the toolie
I'm a rich kid, goin' Skooly
BBD, she goin' stupid
Say my diamonds got these bitches choosin'
Countin' money, goin' Juvie
Old nigga, new music
Old hundreds, couple blues
Niggas acting like they knew us
Fuck niggas never knew us
See, I just hit 'em with the dice
Say my name, I bet it twice
And me and Stunna have it nice
And me and Stunna shootin' dice
See, pussy niggas be surprised
When Jacquees hit 'em with the price
How Jacquees came up over night
Like I ain't hustle for the price
I swear to God, that we ain't losin'
Me and Stunna goin' stupid
Diamonds water, livin' boogie
Bad bitches in jacuzzis
This shit ain't happen over night
Ain't finna fight, shout out to Bright
And I got Cash Money up under me
And can't none of these niggas stunt on me
I'm lost at sea just like a fisher, woah
Say we fallin' off, that's what they wishin' for
Tell the time nigga, that's what we pitchin' for
See these nines, nigga, that's what they pitchin' for
Put my young niggas all in a movie
Cause me and Stunna goin' stupid
Got my right hand on the Remy
Left hand on the toolie
I'm a rich kid, goin' Skooly
BBD, she goin' stupid
Say my diamonds got these bitches choosin'
Countin' money, goin' Juvie
Old nigga, new music
Old hundreds, couple blues
Niggas acting like they knew us
Fuck niggas never knew us
[Birdman:]
Pack it up and ship it off
Stunna been a big boss
Stunna swimmin' with the sharks
Stunna pull up on a loft
CMB been ballin'
Cash Money never fallin'
Whip it up, we gon' ship it by cost
Birdman givin' all this
Get the bird, ship 'em off
Young nigga take the broad with some raw
Raw D, raw D
Stunnaman from way down bottom
Put it in, up in a five-star Jeep
Bizzo!
[Jacquees:]
I'm lost at sea just like a fisher, woah
Say we fallin' off, that's what they wishin' for
Tell the time nigga, that's what we pitchin' for
See these nines, nigga, that's what they pitchin' for
Put my young niggas all in a movie
Cause me and Stunna goin' stupid
Got my right hand on the Remy
Left hand on the toolie
I'm a rich kid, goin' Skooly
BBD, she goin' stupid
Say my diamonds got these bitches choosin'
Countin' money, goin' Juvie
Old nigga, new music
Old hundreds, couple blues
Niggas acting like they knew us
Fuck niggas never knew us
Dallas lyrics - Birdman & Jacquees
[Jacquees:]
Me and Stunna living lavish
It's up to me I gotta have it
Cash money soldier bout that action
Ima knock'em off they balance
We been smokin all this weed
Fuckin women on the beach
I been livin in the palace
Aye me and Stunna living lavish
Aye I got bitches out in Dallas
Shakin booty, strippin for the money
Hit the stage and get the money
Ima king, I'm fresh up out the dungeon
Bugatti in the drive way, Hey fuck a hater I am paid
Me and Stunna living lavish and we got bitches out in Dallas
Hey I been kickin like a king, Hey I been living out a dream (my dreams)
I pull up in a limousine, fresh up on a magazine
Florida water unclean, spot a hater with the beam
Aye birdman know that shit so cool
Me and Stunna hit the road, Aye me and Stunna gotta go
Aye we gotta get on the road, I gotta get on the road
Aye I'm having somewhere to go
Aye Stunna gone and let them know that I got you
Young nigga full of flame like a dragon, no braggin
But..
Me and Stunna living lavish
It's up to me I gotta have it
Cash money soldier bout that action
Ima knock'em off they balance
We been smokin all this weed
Fuckin women on the beach
I been livin in the palace
Aye me and Stunna living lavish
Aye I got bitches out in Dallas
Shakin booty, strippin for the money
Hit the stage and get the money
Ima king, I'm fresh up out the dungeon
Bugatti in the drive way, Hey fuck a hater I am paid
Me and Stunna living lavish and we got bitches out in Dallas
[Birdman:]
Flew up out went to Cali, old school wearin Bally's
Cartier with the shades, never could live average
Dallas living like Mavericks, wall safe full of cabbage
Pussy nigga know me, I'm all about my fees
All about my g, knowing how we gone eat
Moving up with them birds, Cali kush and that word
Cali cooking that bird, Cali moving that herb
Uptown my words, spent a Bentley get served blattt
[Jacquees:]
Me and Stunna living lavish
It's up to me I gotta have it
Cash money soldier bout that action
Ima knock'em off they balance
We been smokin all this weed
Fuckin women on the beach
I been livin in the palace
Aye me and Stunna living lavish
Aye I got bitches out in Dallas
Shakin booty, strippin for the money
Hit the stage and get the money
Ima king, I'm fresh up out the dungeon
Bugatti in the drive way, Hey fuck a hater I am paid
Me and Stunna living lavish and we got bitches out in Dallas
Aye we got women out in Cali, Giuseppe steppin with the bally's
I pull up on you with a model
Got GTV on all my bottles, got GTV up on the chain
I pull up on them in the mustang, I probably fucked on they main thang
Jacquees don't just rap, he can sang (Jacquees sang yeah, yeah)
I'm in the 6 with my woes, on the chap finna hit candler road
We don't buy shoes out the store
I'm a young nigga that wanted some more (some more), ima go get me some more (some more)
And Birdman got my back like coats
Cash money youngin, they don't fit the roll
Me and Stunna living lavish
It's up to me I gotta have it
Cash money soldier bout that action
Ima knock'em off they balance
We been smokin all this weed
Fuckin women on the beach
I been livin in the palace
Aye me and Stunna living lavish
Aye I got bitches out in Dallas
Shakin booty, strippin for the money
Hit the stage and get the money
Ima king, I'm fresh up out the dungeon
Bugatti in the drive way, hey fuck a hater I am paid
Me and Stunna living lavish and we got bitches out in Dallas
Da Lifestyle lyrics - Birdman & Jacquees
[Birdman & Jacquees:]
Miami palm trees, 305 lifestyle
Lost at sea
Can't see nothing but the water, no dry land
Even with binoculars nigga
[Birdman:]
It's 'Sace on the road, [?] all gold
Chandelier paper, real never fold
Kick it while we dip it, and riding on them 4's
Goal play the chopper, everywhere I go
See them lil niggas know me, know me
I get money like an OG
Show me, I show the lil nigga moldy, moldy
Cause we do it for the money, the money
[Jacquees:]
I take you from this place, let me bring you with the crew
You know I'm spending cake and tonight it's all on you
So tell me what it take to get you inside my room
I put G inside your cup, I'm a show you what I do tonight
I know you're fed up
Cause he won't do it to you right
I put you on this lifestyle right now
Ain't got a man, but how it sound?
I, jump in the coupe like Stunna, I
Smashed the daughter, Stunna smashing the momma, I
Got too much, check come with a comma now
I got so much, take care of my momma now
Can't you see what's going on
(I live like) every day's my birthday and every day I'm home
(Now what's the) prices baby, I just want to show you what I'm on
(I might just) fly you to the island baby, you ain't going home
You ain't going home
I take you from this place, let me bring you with the crew
You know I'm spending cake and tonight it's all on you
So tell me what it take to get you inside my room
I put G inside your cup, I'm a show you what I do tonight
I know you're fed up
Cause he won't do it to you right
I put you on this lifestyle right now
Ain't got a man, but how it sound?
I do this every day, we can do this every day
Body Right lyrics - Birdman & Jacquees
You said you gon' miss me
I'm so through with those things
I'm so sick of those things
Shawty, yeah
Don't got no time for strippers
I been on my grind so I'm up
And girls on the road just love to fuck
Every time that I'm away I'm with you
Ain't that I let a nigga come get you
What do I do? Guess I'm a fool, thinkin' 'bout you
I miss you too
You get my key, come straight to my home
When you get the key come straight to the home
My eyes ain't seen your body in a minute
My hands ain't rubbed your thighs in a minute
I'ma lay you on your side when I hit it
I know bitches tellin' lies, but you winning
I'ma do your body right when I get it
I'ma do your body right when I get it
I'ma do your body right
I'ma do your body right when I get it
I'ma do your body right
I'm gon' make you remember
I'm 'bout to take the cheap doors off in the winter
I keep a killer right beside me
In case these niggas want to try me
You ain't too much for me girl, am I too much for you
I see you all over Instagram, posting shit that you know ain't true
I been waitin', nigga tryna bust a move
You tryna see what I'm gon' do
You just want a reaction
Well fuck all your fears
You're coming with me
Bring you with me
Liquor and weed, fly overseas
Sex on the beach
Sex you to sleep
Girl I'll teach you a lesson
The love with me's a blessing
There's some pictures we ain't dealt with
There's some sheets that we ain't felt yet
There's some secrets you ain't tell yet
And these bitches got you jealous
Just tell 'em that I'm with you
'Cause I don't want no issues
My eyes ain't seen your body in a minute
My hands ain't rubbed your thighs in a minute
I'ma lay you on your side when I hit it
I know bitches tellin' lies, but you winning
I'ma do your body right when I get it
I'ma do your body right when I get it
I'ma do your body right
I'ma do your body right when I get it
I'ma do your body right
Overtime lyrics - Birdman & Jacquees (feat. Derez De'shon)
[Jacquees:]
Should've told you that shit last time
Money got me working overtime
So I'm a make up for the past time
Late nights by the ocean
Thinking 'bout what we could've been
All this money that we should've spent
But now I'm adding up my dividends
I'm living my life in Miami
Brought two choppers with the family
And me and Baby count a lot of cash
And we got bitches with a lot of ass
I fucked on your friend 'cause she wanted it
At least I hit you with the honest shit
Do you think it's love or the opposite?
Well I'd rather dwell on accomplishments
But can I take you by the hand though
And I'm a light up all the candles
I'm tryna give you that, I can't go without that
Know what I know
Beat it 'til your eyes closed
Make movies on your cellphone
But I'm coming to get you back
Oh God, oh God, I want you back
I guess that's what I get for overtime
See this what happens when you really grind
You gon' lose a lot if you tryna shine
So I turn my feelings to dollar signs
Every girl in the city, had to fuck with me
Broken hearts on the door mat
So much sauce, you can't stop that
Where would you be? Where would you be without me?
Still in these streets, still in these streets without me
Girl I've been getting this money
That's hundreds and hundreds and more
Don't lie, you really want money and honey I'm having some more
Been a long time since the world seen a nigga like me
Said it is what it is, it ain't hard to see
But I'm coming to get you back
Oh God, oh God, I want you back
I guess that's what I get for overtime
See this what happens when you really grind
You gon' lose a lot if you tryna shine
So I turn my feelings to dollar signs
[Derez De'shon:]
The pussy good and yeah I'm missing that
I lost you but I know I get you back
And if I got to choose between love and money
You know I'm a go get the bags
Tired of arguing all the fucking time
So lately I been working overtime
Gang bringing in the fucking dimes
So why you always tryna fuck someone?
Turned all my emotions to dollars
A check ain't never been no problem
Every bitch I want I got 'em
I just started fucking my followers
Everytime I jump in my Bentley I swear I get all in my feelings
Cause this is one hell of a feeling
Look up and I ain't got a ceiling, the sky is the limit
[Birdman:]
Sitting up, riding up, pulling up
Came up, G'd up, feet up, getting up
Big money, nothing changed
Every day, switching lanes
Fast lane, spending change
Flipping hundreds, moving things
Bratt, bratt bratt
Just the way it got to be when we do it (bratt bratt bratt)
Just the way it got to be when we do it
Just the way it got to be when we pursue it
Money nothing else, we do it
[Jacquees:]
But I'm coming to get you bae
Oh God, oh God, I want you bae
I guess that's what I get for overtime
See this what happens when you really grind
You gon' lose a lot if you tryna shine
So I turn my feelings to dollar signs
But I'm coming to get you bae
Oh God, oh God, I want you bae
I guess that's what I get for overtime
See this what happens when you really grind
You gon' lose a lot if you tryna shine
So I turn my feelings to dollar signs
[Derez De'shon:]
Y'all already know
Rich Gang, or don't bang
Jacquees it's your turn homie
Stunna what it do holmes
Rich Gang or don't bang
Please believe it
007 lyrics - Birdman & Jacquees (feat. DeJ Loaf)
[Jacquees:]
Lost at sea nigga
Can't see nothing but the water
Ay we ain't playin' 'bout this side
You owe me money, better hide
Too many niggas, they done tried
Too many niggas, they done died
I took the pistol and I ride
Got pretty bitches getting high
007, I'm golden
And I brought my set to the Nolia
Nigga know what I'm doing
Bad hoes I'm pursuing
Bitch I might sit like a Bruin
Bitch we icy, fuck a Bruin
Hit that pussy from the back
I'm Chipper Jones with a bat
Ran off on the plug
And we ain't ever coming back
See me and Tunechi got a stack
See me and Stunner got a stack
See being broke is like an ex
And I ain't never going back
My jewelry shine like a plaque
You tuck your chain, you a bitch
Load the chopper, yelling free the 'Woper
Know we Gucci 'cause I'm from the six
Notice how I hustle the whole play
They been tryna block us all day
We ain't finna let 'em stop us
So I'm still on the block with my cousins
Ay we ain't playin' 'bout this side
You owe me money, better hide
Too many niggas, they done tried
Too many niggas, they done died
I took the pistol and I ride
Got pretty bitches getting high
007, I'm golden
And I brought my set to the Nolia
[Dej Loaf:]
I said woah woah, yeah yeah
Chopper gon' hit you from both sides
Niggas be thinking shit sweet 'til we pop up
Kids close your eyes
Make sure before you come for me
Bitch close your thighs
Hoes can't control theyselves
It's a must they die
You don't even want to know what's in the trunk
That ain't the trunk, bitch that's the trunk
I been the shit since I was on sippy cups
You ain't got balls, pull your zipper up
That's a hundred right there, cool fifty tucked
Try to touch anything, we go cocoa puffs
Yeah, crack your coconut
Pussy
[Jacquees & Dej Loaf:]
Notice how I hustle the whole play
They been tryna block us all day
We ain't finna let 'em stop us
So I'm still on the block with my cousins
[Jacquees:]
Ay we ain't playin' 'bout this side
You owe me money, better hide
Too many niggas, they done tried
Too many niggas, they done died
I took the pistol and I ride
Got pretty bitches getting high
007, I'm golden
And I brought my set to the Nolia
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