Birdman - Money To Make

[Hook: Rick Ross]

My niggas one hunnit, my corner one hunnit

The car cost a hunnit, the drum hold a hunnit

Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost a hunnit

The Nikes cost a hunnit, the ice in abundance

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

Now I'm fucking with H, can't be taking no shorts

We scoring the points, we done made it a sport

Scheduled to testify, never made it to court

I sprinkle pesticide, set a trap and you go

You can't be talking loud when you walking in the house

Fuck what you talking bout, bitch you walking in and out

I ain't whipping no ounce, I ain't touching no ounce

If you fuck with an ounce, get the fuck out the house

Cause it's only squares, when you come in here

So for all you squares, let me make it clear

Let me get it straight, I'm the fish in the tank

Not the fish in the tank

I got money to make

[Hook: Rick Ross]

My niggas 100, my corner 100

The car cost 100, the drum hold 100

Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100

The nights cost 100, the ice in abundance

My niggas 100, my corner 100

The car cost 100, the drum hold 100

Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100

The Nikes cost 100, the ice in abundance

[Verse 2: Mack Maine]

Real nigga in the building, where the work at

That New Orleans Saint's fitted, that's my work hat

My niggas got that H, percs, white and purp

And they shoot off one leg they awkward like Dirk

Thug Life, Thug Life, bitch I'm feeling like Pac

When I'm riding up the block

Bout to release the 50 shots, off top

You bitch you, you'll get your issue

Your family, they gonna miss you

They gonna find you in [?]

Bury that boy with tissue

Since he was a cry baby, ya mami over ya casket

Asking lord why baby

See I live in a world where they mistreat black babies

And in a hood that crack babies

Grow up just to jack babies

Bitch I'm from New Orleans, you can't come where I'm from

Got a drum on a K pa rup a pum pum pum

Boy I ain't no fronter, it's Ross Mack and stunner

I put 50 on 50, that's why they call me 100

[Hook: Rick Ross]

My niggas 100, my corner 100

The car cost 100, the drum hold 100

Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100

The nights cost 100, the ice in abundance

My niggas 100, my corner 100

The car cost 100, the drum hold 100

Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100

The Nikes cost 100, the ice in abundance

[Verse 3: Birdman]

See we stuntin, fuck with me, poppin bottles, throwin money

Niggas giving headshots, bitch no running

Them hundreds came fast, bitches came quicker

Wet candy paint stick and move, start dipping

We ran through the trenches, jumping over fences

Got it out the field, now my homies doing digits

Shinning on these bitches, after hour count tickets

Got it from my G's, now we on another mission

We focus on another sattle, another batch

Another bird full of H, nigga coming like that

Slamp back Caddy, dipping while we dropping

Blowin while we countin, hundred G's in my pocket, one M

[Hook: Rick Ross]

My niggas 100, my corner 100

The car cost 100, the drum hold 100

Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100

The nights cost 100, the ice in abundance

My niggas 100, my corner 100

The car cost 100, the drum hold 100

Just smoking my ganja, this joint cost 100

The Nikes cost 100, the ice in abundance