Birdman - Money to Blow (Sonastyle Remix) lyrics

Richer than the richest More money, b**hes Yeah, coming to you live from the city of Houst-Atlanta-Vegas So what do you do, young lady? One hundred I am on a 24-hour champagne diet Spillin' while I'm sippin', I encourage you to try it I'm probably just saying that 'cause I don't have to buy it The club owner supply it, boy I'm on that fly sh** I am what everybody in my past don't want me to be Guess what? I made it, I'm the mutha f**in' man, I just want you to see Come take a look, get a load of this, n***a, quit frontin' on me Don't come around and try and gas me up, I like runnin' on E I, I, I, I'm on my Disney sh**, Goofy flow On records, I'm Captain Hook, and my new car is Roofio Damn, where my roof just go, I'm somebody that you should know Get to shakin' somethin' 'cause that's what Drumma produced it for Yes I make mistakes that I don't ever make excuses for Like leavin' girls that love me and constantly seducing hoes I'm losing my thoughts, I say damn where my roof just go? Top slipped off like Janet at the Super Bowl I got em They can't help it, and I can't blame 'em Since I got famous, but b**h, I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in, letting these bills fall All over your skin I got money to blow oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh, oh I got, uh uh, I got money to blow oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh (Cash money millionaire, yo, yo) Got money to blow Richer than the richest We certified gettin' it CM, YM, Cash Money business Higher than the ceiling, fly like a bird Hit the Gucci store and later get served We smoked out with no roof on it Them people pa**in', so we smash 'em Ballin' out, we keep the cash on deck Lamborghinis and the Bentleys on the V Set Louie lens iced up with the black diamonds Car of the year, Ferrari, the new Spider No lie, I'm higher than I ever been Born rich, born uptown, born to win Fully loaded, automatic 6 Benz Candy paint, foreign lights with my b**h in Born hustlin', too big, n***a, to size me up Can't stop me, more money, burn 'em up They can't help it, and I can't blame 'em Since I got famous, but b**h, I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in Letting these bills fall all over your skin I got money to blow oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh, oh I got, uh uh, I got money to blow oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh When I get paid every 24 hours, money and the power Come to VIP and get a champagne shower I don't have to worry because everything ours And I got a big bouquet of Mary Jane's flowers That kush, I promise that's my doobie We don't smoke that Reggie Bush And I'm with two women, make you take a second look We poppin' like champagne bottles, but we never shook And we goin' be alright if we put Drake on every hook They can't help it, and I can't blame 'em Since I got famous, but b**h, I got money to blow I'm gettin' it in Letting these bills fall all over your skin I got money to blow oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh, oh I got, uh uh, I got money to blow oh oh, oh Oh oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh, oh Got money to blow