Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
B.G.
B.G.
Vocals
Big Tymers
Big Tymers
Vocals
Birdman
Birdman
Vocals
Juvenile
Juvenile
Vocals
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
Turk
Turk
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Christopher Dorsey
Christopher Dorsey
Songwriter
Byron Thomas
Byron Thomas
Songwriter
Tab Virgil Jr.
Tab Virgil Jr.
Songwriter
Terius Gray
Terius Gray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mannie Fresh
Mannie Fresh
Producer

Lyrics

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, whoa, whoa, whoa Nigga, I got these hoes iced up enough While my lil' B.G.'s on the bus puttin' out cigarette butts (what?) But me, personally, playboy I don't give a fuck (what?) And I'ma always show love to my cut (ah) Hit the club, light the bitch up (ah) The Cash Money motto is to drink 'til you throw up (throw up) Nigga, point the hoe out, guaranteed I can fuck Woadie, 'cause I'm tattooed and balled up (balled up) Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up And my pinky ring is platinum, plus Earrings be trillion cut and my grill be slugged up My heart filled with anger 'cause nigga, I don't give a fuck Stack my cheese up, 'cause one day I'ma give this street life up Beef, I don't discuss, a nigga outta line gon' get his motherfuckin' head bust Cash Money Millionaires plus (what?) Don't touch something, nigga, you can't fuck 20 inches for TVs is a must (a must) By the year 2000, I'ma gut out my bus A lil' nigga 17, playin' with six figures (what?) Got so much ice, you can skate on a nigga (what?) When you see Cash Money, you know we stay flossin' (what?) Catch your girl down bad, you know we straight tossin' (what?) I ain't seen a clique yet that can stunt like mine (like oh) I ain't seen a Maro yet that can run like mine (like oh) 1999, and it's our turn to shine (fo' sho') 50 or better on our wrist and they all blind (fo' sho') Pourin' vodka 'til I die, drank 'til I faint 'Til a nigga tell me I need another drank My nigga Baby told me, "Work nigga, trick to them hoes" (what?) Nigga Baby told me, "Work nigga, it's better than treatin' yo' nose" (yeah) I'm the freak of the clique (what?) Keep it on the tuck (like what?) So I creep on a bitch and I play it the raw (like what?) Never sleep with a bitch, keep it real with my niggas (like what?) Never weep for a bitch, never weep for a bitch, nigga (yeah) Bling, bling, every time I come around your city Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50 Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires Bling, bling, every time I come around your city Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50 Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokahama tires It's the nigga with the Lex bubble (what?) Candy-coated helicopter with the leather cover (what?) If you're suckin' not fuckin', take off the rubber (what?) Then toss that bitch nigga 'cause I don't love her Balla, Manny bought a private plane Then turned around and sold that bitch to Juve and Wayne They put 30-inch Lorinsers on that thing, man I know you niggas out there just don't understand I'm a 1999 driver, I'm a uptown Third Ward, Magnolia T.C. rider Ol' ignorant ass, always stuntin' Big ballin' ass nigga you can see him when he comin' Booted up, diamond up, golds be shinin' up Motherfuckers be blindin' us Niggas at the second line be sayin', "I'll be damned" Up in they best fits sayin', "Juve got me again" Bling, bling, every time I come around your city Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50 Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires Bling, bling, every time I come around your city Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50 Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokahama tires I be that nigga with the ice on me If it cost less than 20, it don't look right on me I stay flossed out all through the week My money long, if you don't know, I'm the B.G I be fuckin niggas' bitches all in they home Niggas be like, "Look at that Benz on all that chrome" Diamonds worn by everybody that's in my clique Man, I got the price of a mansion 'round my neck and wrist My nigga Baby gettin' a special built machine A Mercedes-Benz 700 V14 I know you niggas can't believe that I can't wait to see you haters' face when you see that Man, look at that Niggas wear shades just to stand on side of me Hoes say, "Take that chain off, boy, you're blindin' me" All day my phone ringin', bling, bling, bling! Can see my earring from a mile, bling, bling! Bling, bling, every time I come around your city Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50 Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires Bling, bling, every time I come around your city Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50 Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokohama tires Bling, bling, every time I come around your city Bling, bling, pinky ring worth about 50 Bling, bling, every time I buy a new ride Bling, bling, Lorinsers on Yokahama tires Bling, bling, ah, bling, bling, ah, bling, bling, ah Bling, bling (what?) Bling, bling (what?) Bling, bling (what?) Bling, bling (what?) Bling (ah) Lil' Weezy, big commas, Juvenile, B.G., Lil Turk You heard me? You heard me? Tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya? Now tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya? Tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya? Tell me what kinda, nigga got diamonds that'll bling, blind ya? Bling, bling, nigga Cash Money, 1999 and forever, you heard me?
Writer(s): Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas, Bryan Williams, Christopher Noel Dorsey, Tab Virgil Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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