Lyrics Everything Red - lil wayne , Game , Birdman

Used to be a 40oz nigga
Standin' on the corner no money for the vodka
Now if you see broke, tell him holla
Wanna throw him a couple dollars
Me and my 2Pac zone when I creep
And then I'm gone
Back on my gang shit, you know the chain sick
Throwin' up the Roc tryin' to figure out where Dame went
Ayyyeeee, now pop champagne
Tell the hoes that I'm in this bitch with Lil Wayne
We got Young Money, we got old money
We got Jay-Z, Beyonce show money
We got Daniel Gibson, Keysha Cole money
And we got haters but that's better than no money
We got Taylor Swift and Sheryl Crow money
Two thousand and ten we comin' for your money
(Everything Red)
See red when I sleep
Got a red Lambo twenty two's on the feet
Catch a red eye private jet, that's me
Red room for my dogs in the street
(Everything Red)
When you see me on the creep
Got a redbone chick in these red leather seats
When I get into the house we layin' over the sheets
Take it off, red Louis Vuitton on the feet
Brrrat, pearl white Bugatti
Flash cash, flag on the top
Spend a nigga band then we out
Big money shit been 'bout
See this game blood
Nigga gave me the game
So I gave it to my bloods, Mula
Fresh with the new fleet
All red, Y-M-C-M-B
Big money on the white sheets
Mill how we sleep presidential suites
A-K's on the Harley, Maserati keep me a forty
And my Bentley with the black mag
Brand new Porsche strap stashed
Twenty two in my Benz jeep
Chopper long on the back seat
Brrrat
(Everything Red)
See red when I sleep
Got a red Lambo twenty two's on the feet
Catch a red eye private jet, that's me
Red room for my dogs in the street
(Everything Red)
When you see me on the creep
Got a redbone chick in these red leather seats
When I get into the house we layin' over the sheets
Take it off, red Louis Vuitton on the feet
Uh, get the chopper out the trunk and go East Side with it
Split a nigga in two, make the peace sign with him
Play with that pussy, put the peace sign in it
Never thought I'd see a fuckin' free me sign nigga
Young Carter, niggas know I'm blood
Bad redbone sittin' in my tub
I ball harder, I don't need a sub
Break yo bitch ass off like a ticket stub
What it do? I'll show you what it does
And everybody know real B's don't buzz
Pull up in the drop, drop her off where she was
And later on in life I'mma forget who she was
Pimpin' ain't easy, not pimpin' ain't Weezy
Got too many bloods I could never be anemic
You know my motto is "Put it in the air"
And I fuck with the Game like a true player
(Everything Red)
See red when I sleep
Got a red Lambo twenty two's on the feet
Catch a red eye private jet, that's me
Red room for my dogs in the street
(Everything Red)
When you see me on the creep
Got a redbone chick in these red leather seats
When I get into the house we layin' over the sheets
Take it off, red Louis Vuitton on the feet