Paint Tha Town

[Intro: Birdman] Yeah, bigger than life, YMCMB Flashy life, yeah - BLAAAT~! [Hook: Game] Red everything, red Bentley Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red sent me Rag in my pocket, what color is that motherfucker? Same color as your insides motherfucker You know we bang money, bang bang bang money Holla at you soo woo, that's the new slang dummy And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags For the money motherfucker, Wall Street cash [Birdman] Red Jag, hop in with my red flag Pretty red bitch, with my teeth tatt Highly respected, stuntin' in my digital dash Stay fly out the pawn Young Money Cash We bang money, bang bang bang money Cash Money Young Money bitch we flip cash Blood line on my bloods see we see and smash Tommy guns, AKs nigga spit and dash High life, carbine with a extra mag Hit the curve, bad bitch nigga dick and dash My life has never been the same since the cash My life ain't been the same since I bust his ass Tear drop gangster, high life gangster Cash Money Young Money bitch we the gangsters (believe dat) You find me on the chopper With my chopper non-stopper, check the roof bitch already chop em We laughing to the bank bitch High life, more money in the bank bitch You know we do it 24's, shit More hoes out the pound when we blow bitch [Hook] [Game] Run up on this Bentley, wish a motherfucker would I leave yo ass in Louisiana off in the woods Choppa Sinister City, bad boy since the Diddy And my Phantom like a strip club - ass and titties I fuck rats, top models and regular hoes Take a ball player bitch and that's in my regular clothes And you could have her back, I don't swear hoes I put that on my hood like the crown on the cadillac Tear drop gangster, only got one But if I counted all the bodies they drip to my Louis Vuitton All red Yeezy's, yeah the flame edition The say I'm out of my mind like I got a cocaine addiction Cause when I was young I had Young Money Niggas try to stretch me out so I tatted it on my tummy Never been a scholar, far from a dummy But you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming Yeah, and we bang money, bang bang bang money 50 round drum a nigga try to take this chain from me You was go and kill me I'd already be dead Don't make me come to your hood and paint that motherfucker red [Hook] [Lil Wayne] Cincinnati reds hat, tilt that bitch to the right You know how them bullets travel, motherfucker book a flight Choppa made them niggas dance, motherfuckin' boogie nights All of you suckas pussy, none of you pussy's tight I rep that red flag, that's right that red flag I still got blood money, I'm counting red cash I'm in my skinny jeans, with my red Vans I'm with a bad bitch, with a red ass Talk crazy nigga, highway to heaven Automatic start, automatic weapon Momma need a dress, you gon' need a reverend I let Marley shoot 'em, cause I'm an convicted felon Sharp shooter nigga, yeah, shots perfect You ever gargle blood? Bubble up and burp it I'm in that new coupe, bald head nigga I'm Piru, all red nigga [Outro: The Game] + (Birdman) EEEEEEEY~! (yeah, this that uptown classic) Black Wall, Cash Money paint the town red (swagga flashy life) Yeah, we paint the town red (5 Star G) I tell em motherfuckers, EEEEEEEY~! (ya understand me? YMCMB) Black Wall, Cash Money paint the town red (high life, bigger than life) Yeah, we paint the town red (C4, yeah, hit yo town) Tell 'em holla at me (hit yo' town in these whips) (Sun shining - BLAAAT~!) (Yeah, like new money; one hunnid)