Nightclub Lyrics - Birdman

Yeah Baby 

Out the pound 

(Priceless) 

Lookin' through 

Skyline 

(Always) 

Sittin' at the top play boy 

Sand beach water purple green money ya dig 

To the ceiling with it 

Jumpin out the pearl white 

Long jet maybach 

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[Verse 1] 

Fresh 

New pearl on the diamond cluster 

More money and we shinin' like a ma'fucker 

Come from the bottom where we had nothin' 

Grindin' in these streets till we built something 

Cash flow 

Money on the dashboard 

Money in the dashboard 

Sittin' high ridin' low (shh) 

Put a hundred on my son flow 

A hundred on that pounds of blow 

A hundred on that marble flow 

So we higher than a bright light 

Sunny day sunny night 

Hustlin' like 

All night 

Doin it to the sun light 

Gettin' it to this bright light 

Doin it on them twenty fours 

Shinin' on them headlights 

C-C-Catch me in the nightclub 

Two tools strapped up, soo woo'n blood 

Red flag hopin' out a red jag 

Pretty red bitch 

With a shanell bag 

Photos 

[Chorus] 

C-C-Catch me in the nightclub 

Two tools strapped up, soo woo'n blood 

Red flag hopin' out a red jag 

Pretty red bitch 

With a shanell bag 

Grindin' till the top of the cieling nigga 

More money we billin' nigga 

More bottle we chillin' nigga 

Bitches see us shinin' so they lookin' and feelin' nigga 

We hustlin' and flippin' nigga 

Mo money we killin' nigga 

[Verse 2] 

Take a picture of yo porsche nigga 

Without yo frame nigga 

More money good aim nigga 

You get it you blame nigga 

F-Fuck em for change nigga 

F-Fuck em my change nigga 

Cartier frame nigga the watch and chain nigga 

Yeah at the top where it's hot 

Mo money gun cocked 

Mo bitches won't stop 

See the hustle won't stop so we flippin' 

Mo money round the corner (?) movin' and we dippin' 

Diamond in this water 

Eagles we land 

Yachts four floors 

We livin' lookin' grand 

Clippin' mo tan 

Fuckin' with that sand 

Black diamonds stay stuntin' round that corner uptown rep hunter 

Bitch she bad 

Gucci (?) 

She love it when she iced up 

Jumpin' in the Benz 

In the jeep how she play 

Shop everyday 

Pull up in the harley rally strip paper plates 100 

[Chorus] 

[Verse 3] 

Yeah garbage bag full full of dough homie 

Mo money and mo bitches then I know homie 

24's everytime I hit the do' 

Suicide lamborghini doors mink on the floor 

Priceless yeah I fuck that hoe 

Yeah I fucked a movie hoe 

Yeah I fucked a rap hoe 

Yeah we get this money hoe 

Cash money Young money bitch we bout this big money 

Uptown livin' legends poppin' bottles blowin' hundreds 

Catch me in this mud bitch 

Strapped in this mud bitch 

Know about this combat shit 

Know about this hustla shit 

Get it how we get it nigga 

Never (?) this shit nigga 

No borrow big money how we do this bitch 

Hustlin' everytime I shine 

Shinin' everytime I floss 

Keep a extra mil on me that's just how a boss boss 

Youngin' got that flow money 

Diamonds on the toes money 

Poppin over seas everytime we get some mo money 

[Chorus]