Young Money

Young Money - Fuck Da Bullshit lyrics

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<span class="feat">(feat. Birdman)</span><br>

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<i>[Birdman]</i><br />

Yeah<br />

Cut it up gimme a light<br />

Yeah and by the way nigga<br />

Its Young Mula, first lady<br />

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<i>[Nicki Minaj]</i><br />

Uhhh yo yo<br />

Let us begin with the bad lil' specimen<br />

Ballenciago's is all these things I be steppin' in<br />

Gucci bathing suits, only thing I'm dressin' in<br />

Cause I get wetter than a navy seal veteran<br />

Got them writing love letters in they journal<br />

Keep em on these toes like a midget at the urinal<br />

B-b-b-bad as I wanna be<br />

She ain't bad she a sad and a wannabe<br />

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<i>[Birdman]</i><br />

Yeah fuck the bullshit<br />

It's big money poppin'<br />

Young Mula!<br />

Yeah<br />

Just like that<br />

What up young nigga<br />

Lets go Gudda<br />

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<i>[Gudda Gudda]</i><br />

Okay we runnin' this shit, when we walk in the building<br />

Got bitches from wall to wall, hoes hangin' from the ceiling<br />

Young Money we 'bout to kill 'em, I promise I'll make a million<br />

And if they didn't have no hands, I'll bet them bitches go feel 'em<br />

I'm talkin' money and power, you gettin' money? I doubt it<br />

Fresher than baby power, with your bitch in the shower<br />

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That pussy imma devour, I beat it up till it's sour<br />

No need for you to even trip bitch I'll be done in a hour<br />

Let's go!<br />

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<i>[Birdman]</i><br />

Junior<br />

<br />

<i>[Lil Wayne]</i><br />

They say the blacker the berry, the redder the cherry<br />

I say sweeter it is, ya dig..berry<br />

Then the bullshit varies, and it got me weary<br />

But I know two of the same, call it murdered and married<br />

Hustling is so necessary, with no avisaries<br />

But aint no love, like a calendar with no February's<br />

Imma need four secretary, and four Bloody Mary's<br />

Imma go eat me some pussy, and choke up the cherry<br />

I'm gone<br />

<br />

<i>[Birdman]</i><br />

Yeah<br />

Fully loaded with it, to the ceiling with it<br />

More money than you ever seen nigga<br />

Aiight, Drizzy, Drake<br />

<br />

<i>[Drake]</i><br />

Look<br />

Kill the game no one recovers the murder weapon<br />

Young angel if ya hate me tell me burn in heaven<br />

How'd you sleep on me, the highest earning freshmen<br />

Like ya 3rd infection, I hope ya learned ya lesson<br />

Yeah<br />

I spit raw but I prefer protection<br />

I own her heart and her mind, and the shirt she slept in<br />

Bitch I got the answer,and still ain't heard the question<br />

I shut ya club down, please reserve my section<br />

Fuck a confrontation, they aint no cakin' it<br />

And I'm cakin' bitch, so tell me why I take a break from it<br />

The mother of your child always tell you I'm her favorite<br />

She call me her baby, not the one she was in labor with<br />

She say 'oh you taste good', I say 'oh just savor it'<br />

She know that she love a nigga, I be on that major shit<br />

Cause I get paid to stand, and I get paid to sit<br />

So I don't walk around with money, baby girl I'm made of it

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<i>[Thanks to ZAY for these lyrics]</i><br>

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