[Verse 1: Birdman]
Shinin, grindin on the shine
Flippin all the time
When we hustlin, Young Money gunnin
Cash Money flippin, shit them everytime
When we grindin cause we gettin, flippin the change range
And doin different thangs, hittin the same lanes
But flippin didnt change
Yeah, higher then we ever been
More money, now more money, cause we ballin in
[Hook: T-Pain]
You know I cant stop, I wont stop
I feel like everybodys trying to kill me
So I dont stop, till Im on top
And God keeps telling me I will be
If you with me then salute, you know what to do
You know what to do
Put your hands up in the air
You can make it through
All you gotta do is
Put your hands up in the air
[Verse 2: Birdman]
Shinin bright lights, hotter then them other lights
The real life flash mash on the same night
More money, now we brighter then we even been
Hundred thousand poppin bottles, bitch we goin in
Crystal lights, blowin on that Khaled dro
Turkey bag, hundred thou on the marble floor
Rainbow, red bone with the triple color
Hurricane, make it rain, bitch every summer
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Birdman]
Yeah its on deck, straps on deck
Sticks on deck, Stunna island, private jets
Put the house on Gin, and nigga we place the bet
From hundred Gs to flippin hundred, bitch we hit the liq
High on the hill, the view above the falls
Smashin in the field, 100 balls (?)
You know how we do it, bossin up grand news
Uptown survivor, money really shoot
[Hook]
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