Birdman - Presidential (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Birdman - Presidential (en) Lyrics
Yea
High life
D rock d rock d rock
I stack the money till
I seen three commas
Ey
Money bustin' out
my jeans
I've been runnin'
'round with stunna
We just turnt a
2 To a 4
turned a 4 to a 10
10 To a dub
This cash money my friends
I've been down since
the beginning
I told you we
would win
All my niggas in
We took losses for the win
Living life so lavish
Presidential baby ms. Gladys
All about making my cabbage
And we living life so savage
Pussy niggas wanna play
You know I'm 'round here
to ball nigga
Gold chopper gonna spray
For the money kill
em' all nigga
Safehouse with no case
Came through
A hundred ways
to get faced
Money bags like money man
Talibans with a
hundred grand
From the streets
mixed in the sand
Getting money
its our only plan
We sleeping on
a hundred mill
We sleeping on
a cash wheel
We took losses
for the win
I know all these bitches
with me for the comma
Porsche lamborghini
Stuntin' in the summer
I put my partna
on the play bitch
Fuck your runna
I heard he think
this shit a game
But we'll show ya
We don't know ya
Rich gang big chain
We 'bout to do it again
I put my bitch in a benz
Trouble stay doing my
She put her hands
in my pants
I'm living life I'm the man
I'm kicking shit like japan
Everybody want a bag
Everybody tryna get it
Know some niggas hustlin'
with their last
Tryna see their
way to millions
I gotta get a
bigger digit
If you start you
gotta finish
Baby gave me
the keys
When I was nineteen
He told me go
and get it
Yea quee
'Bout that time youngin'
(Get this money baby get
this paper honey)
You know droc
Yea we ridin'
Suicide south side
If a nigga wanna play
You know I'm 'round
here to ball
Cash money
Fyb
Cmb gold choppa gon' spray for the
money kill em' all nigga
Rich life
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