Birdman - Shovlin' Snow

[Intro: Birdman]

Yeah nigga, nigga, what, look

[Hook: Birdman]

We shovlin' snow the hood is all great

He know where to go so we pushing off weight

We all good with the hoes and the hood

And we stash in the house like a pimp should, nigga

We shovlin' snow the hood is all great

He know where to go so we pushing off weight

We all good with the hoes and the hood

And we stash in the house like a pimp should, nigga

[Verse 1: Curren$y]

New era fitted low, favorite team on my hat

Fly boy nigga I should have wings on my back

Murder and drugs, you never seen none of that

I'm cheating on my girlfriend, sleeping with my gat

How you gon' tell me about me?

Curren$y ... way back in the G

Back when Pimp C may pump the party

And Soulja Slim laced up his first pair of reece

Yeah, I got a fashion for flare

I got a stain on my birdmans but I don't care

I fuck with baby money and get a hundred more pair

Young Money we connected and respected everywhere

Yeah, but I'm just tryna' to be cool

And see if I can get decisions flew in from Peru

.. in projects, and holla in my booth

Now shorty when this package come let me put it by you, aight

[Hook: Birdman]

We shovlin' snow the hood is all great

He know where to go so we pushing off weight

We all good with the hoes and the hood

And we stash in the house like a pimp should, nigga

We shovlin' snow the hood is all great

He know where to go so we pushing off weight

We all good with the hoes and the hood

And we stash in the house like a pimp should, nigga

[Verse 2: Mack Maine]

Ah

Standin' in my D-boy stance is all gravy

Baby, probably see me ridin' in my sky-blue Mercedes

Probably with my lady

I got the seat laid back and my pimp posture

She doin' the speed limit while I'm eating shrimp pasta

Two hands on the wheel with the thick glasses

Cops pull us over probably think she take classes

But she don't go to community college

Graduated from the block, she got yayo knowledge, homie

Load up the shells, light up the L's

Put the work on the scale without breaking the nails

Plus she likes to cook that good crack

See to me she a diamond but to you she a hood rat

See that's my bitch and I'm her nigga

State the state, paper plates 'til the money is bigger, yeah

Good mommies put your ones up

And when the feds come put the guns up

Let's get it ma'

[Hook: Birdman]

We shovlin' snow the hood is all great

He know where to go so we pushing off weight

We all good with the hoes and the hood

And we stash in the house like a pimp should, nigga

We shovlin' snow the hood is all great

He know where to go so we pushing off weight

We all good with the hoes and the hood

And we stash in the house like a pimp should, nigga

[Verse 3: Birdman]

Nigga

This is the payback

I know them bitch niggas from way back

When I was in the project selling crack, nigga

With two macs and the 'lac laid back, homie

Gettin' paper like a nigga supposed to

We hear you niggas talking fly shit

Young money cash money ain't gon' ride a bitch, nigga

And make us flat all your tires quick

And grab the hammer cockin' straight between your eyes, bitch nigga

We flippin' work through the airport

I got my ho holdin' dope in her asshole, nigga

We got the streets poppin', homie got the institution

And I ain't done whole head niggas ..

And we be poppin' that monster cart

'Cuz when the gag got it poppin', some niggas go to droppin' nigga

So drop it like it's hot, pimp let me get that plaque

Got a million in the house, and twenty in the cab, wha!

[Hook: Birdman]

We shovlin' snow the hood is all great

He know where to go so we pushing off weight

We all good with the hoes and the hood

And we stash in the house like a pimp should, nigga

We shovlin' snow the hood is all great

He know where to go so we pushing off weight

We all good with the hoes and the hood

And we stash in the house like a pimp should, nigga

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]

They call me Weezy F, baby from my hard work

I told hardware something up or coffin jump

Leapin' this 6 feet 0, be bold

And then you be home to beast on

Lil nigga know so, them lil niggas playin' with no clothes

I kill them all put on a jacket 'cuz that's cold

My old rollie hands to the froze

When no tick tack I'm getting money run the Glock boy

Am I hot boy, you bitch about me

And if you trippin' she bitch 'bout me

I've been 'bout me, nigga

Weezy F baby, key-sellin' like the naval base

I got woofers in this place to bang, nigga I got nasal base (shi')

I got white parts of haze so kick some soul 1988, niggo