Been About Money Lyrics - Birdman

Yeah 

Lookin out the window of a heli-chopta over city lights 

Makin' it rain, makin' it snow 

Sunshine. 

(Chorus) 

Been about cash 

been a, been about cash 

been a, been about money 

been about money 

been about cash 

been a-, been about cash 

been a-, been about big money 

b- big money 

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(Verse 1) 

Hundred on the stack 

rubbers on the band 

Van full of kush 

Guns in the lamb 

Dumpin' moving fast 

Mo money then I seen 

Louie was the tag, the duffel bag and the jean 

Bald eagle shit 

fly born rich 

filthy with the grind, come from flippin' bricks 

customize shit, foreign fly red bitch 

the leather stay soft 

The head line stitched 

Blowin' out the bound another show some mo money 

Flip another hundred see we do this every summer 

Brand new harley 

keep some extra clips 

keep some extra diamonds 

keep some new whips 

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Photos 

(Chorus) 

(Verse 2) 

Bottom of the shit 

Everyday the same story; bull shit ain't shit so everyday the same story 

More money is the shit 

everyday the same story 

Headline cash money sign (I'm filthy rich bitch!) you know. 

Money is a must 

We did the high life 

Fully loaded 'round this bitch just the cash money life 

In broad day light see we do it when we see it 

you can put that on my hood: YM/CMB 

Livin' legend livin' good 

Marble on the wood 

Spendin' how you feel nigga nothin' when your good 

The game on the wood 

them hoes out the hood 

Poppin' (?) and we ridin' cherrywood 

(Chorus) 

(Verse 3) 

Master of my piece 

got the time on my watch 

cartier is the piece got the grind on my watch 

Got my mind on my money so we stay up on my grizzy everytime I'm gettin' these hundreds got my youngin' comin' with me 

We push truck, phantom top, everyday, non-stop benz coupe hard top bugatti nigga hard knock 

Heli-chopta's choppas 

We do it on the sunshine 

Boats and them choppa's 

we cruisin' on them high ti's 

Highway money 

Interstate hustlin' 

Back to my city 

great take the birds hummin' (?) 

Hundred dollar nigga 

Hundred thousand cash 

Make another million 

stashed in the dash 

100 

(Chorus) 

Lookin' at the city lights 

Just like that 

250 in my pocket 

Another mil in my bag 

Yeah 

100 

Fuck with'em