Paint Tha Town (feat. Birdman & Lil Wayne)

The Game

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    (Hook: The game)
    Red everything, red (red) bentley
    Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red send me
    Rack (rack)in my pocket, what colour is that motherfucker
    Same colour as your insides motherfucker
    You know we bang money, bang bang bang money
    Holla at you soo woo, that’s the new slang dummy
    And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
    For the money motherfucker, wall street cash

    (Verse 1: Birdman)
    Red jet, hoppin’ with my red flag
    Pretty red bitch, with my teeth tatt
    Holla respect the stuntin’ in my digery-dash
    Stay fly out the paw young money cash
    We bang money, bang bang bang money
    Cash money young money bitch we flip cash
    Blood line on my bloods see we see and smash
    Tony guns ak’s nigga spit and dash
    High life, carbine with a extra mag
    Hit the curve, bad bitch nigga dig and dash
    My life has never been the same since the cash
    My life ain’t been the same since I bust this ass
    Teardrop gangster, high life gangster
    Cash money young money bitch we the gangsters (believe that)
    You find me on the choppa with my choppa 9′s choppers you can roof bitch ready chop em
    We laugh into the bank bitch
    High life more money in the bank bitch
    You know we do it 24, shit
    More ho’s out the paw when we blow bitch

    (Hook: The game)
    Red everything, red (red) bentley
    Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red send me
    Rack (rack) in my pocket, what colour is that motherfucker
    Same colour as your insides motherfucker
    You know we bang money, bang bang bang money
    Holla at you soo woo, that’s the new slang dummy
    And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
    For the money motherfucker, wall street cash

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    (Verse 2: The game)
    Run up on this bentley wish a motherfucker would
    I leave yo ass in louisiana off in the woods
    Choppa sinister city, bad boy since the diddy
    And my phantom like a stripclub, ass and titties
    I fuck rats, top models and regular ho’s
    Take a ball player picture nas in my regular clothes
    And you could have her back, I don’t swear ho’s
    I put that on my hood like the crown on the cadillac
    Teardrop gangster, only got one
    But if I counted all the bodies they drip to my louis vuitton
    All red yeezy’s, yeah the flame edition
    The say I’m out of my mind like I got a cocaine addiction
    Cuz when I was young I had young money
    Niggas try to stress me out so I tatted it on my tummy
    Never been a skylar, far from a dummy
    But you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming
    Yeah, and we bang money, bang bang bang money
    50 Round drum a nigga try to take this chain from me
    You was go and kill me I’d already be dead
    Don’t make me come to your hood and paint that motherfucker red

    (Hook: The game)
    Red everything, red (red) bentley
    Chop a nigga down and tell his momma red send me
    Rack (rack) in my pocket, what colour is that motherfucker
    Same colour as your insides motherfucker
    You know we bang money, bang bang bang money
    Holla at you soo woo, that’s the new slang dummy
    And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags
    For the money motherfucker, wall street cash

    (Verse 3: Lil wayne)
    Sinister reds hat, tilt that bitch to the right
    You know how them bullets travel, motherfucker book a flight
    Choppa made them niggas dance, motherfucking boogie nights
    All of you suckas pussy, none of you pussy’s tight
    I rep that red flag, that’s right that red flag
    I still got blood money, I’m counting red cash
    I’m in my skinny jeans, with my red vans
    I’m with a bad bitch, with a red ass
    Talk crazy nigga, highway to heaven
    Automatic start, automatic weapon
    Momma need a dress, you gon’ need a reference
    I let marley shoot ‘em, cuz I’m an convicted fellon
    Sharp shooter nigga, yeah shots perfect
    You have a gog of blood, bubble up and burp it
    I’m in that new coupe, ball head nigga
    I’m piru, all red nigga

    (Outro: The game/birdman)
    Yeaaaaaaah black wall cash money paint the town red
    Yeah, we paint the town red.
    I tell em motherfucking, eeeeeeeeey
    Black wall cash money paint the town red
    Yeah, we paint the town red
    Tell em holla at me
    Hit your town in these whips
    Sun shining (bleehh)
    Yeah, like new money, one hunna

    Información de la canción

    Composición: John Yanni Christopher, Lil Wayne, Baby y The Game

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