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Fast Money (2005) Birdman ft. Tateeze, 6 Shot and Magnolia Chop

[[Birdman]]
What's up Chop (What's happenin' Bird baby)
nigga how you feel comin' out that project nigga
to these estates and floatin' on these million dollar yachts
smokin' these thousand dollars marlboro's

[Chorus 2X: Magnolia Chop]
You gotta roll that weed nigga let it burn
bust then burn nigga wait yo' turn
roll it up I'm smokin
roll it up I'm chokin'

[Birdman]
We got weed in the morn' (early), weed for the homes
weed in the back of the Coupe I been smokin my nigga
I'm wit them G's and thieves nigga
we blowin the weed my nigga fuck a few freaks my nigga (we hot boys)
I'm in that Bentley Coupe nigga
from Shine On video that six foot shorty too mah nigga
and yeah we headed up town nigga
blow out tha pound my niggaz puttin it down mah nigga
and yeah we ridin big as my crown nigga
holdin mah grounds mah nigga holdin my town my nigga (believe that)
to be the boss that I be nigga
and smoke weed everyday of the week nigga
on Stunna Island nigga fuckin with them G niggaz
we gettin money everyday of the week nigga
it's fast money nigga Cash Money made me
we blow that purple everyday in my city streets

[Chorus]

[Ta]
I'm headed to Stunna Island it's lovely over there
sand in my toes feel the breeze in my hair
in the two piece Chanel shades n a sarong
Chanel beach bags where I keep the weed stash
and I ain't gotta tell you what the ice like
muhhfucka this is Cash Money you know what the life like
you smoke what you can we smoke what we want
it's never back yard boogy straight stock yard funk
the hydroponic chronic blueberry and white russian
get it by the block it ain't open for discussion
I ain't touchin' or puffin nothin' give me a charge
I'mma float on the cloud above mingle with the stars
blow dro with my girl Venus on the way to Mars
they say you need a ship but niggaz get there in they cars
Uhh we smoke out till we choke out
I'm clearin' my throat and I'm at it again my nigga no doubt

[Chorus]

[6 Shot]
I keep a half a block in my ice box for freshness
got half a block complainin' how loud the stench is
eeeuoo Pepé Le Pew purple or blue, white widow
cause after a few hits ya through
can't get no realer then 6 Shot baby
hot like a smokin' .380 paper crazy
keep the windows foggy in the black Harley
puffin on Bob Marley the sticky ick no seeds and sticks
gotta blunt its bout the size of ya finger
get a light nigga this one's a banger (fuckin right)
got that light green, red, orange, yellow
got that strawberry, large cherry, bubble gum, vanilla wrap
you ever ask nigga bout me
let them hoes know Shot blow guns 7 days a week
Huh bitch I'm a O.G.
from a gram, to a quarter, to a half, to a whole ki

[Chorus]