4 My Town (Play Ball) Lyrics

[Intro - Birdman]Yeah So priceless Life so priceless nigga You understand me? It's just like that My car so priceless My bitch so priceless My familia is so priceless nigga You understand me? Either you with us Or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle Or you out the huddle Either you riding Or we passing, flying by saying "fuck you" It's Young Money Cash Money playboy That's about the size of it At the roof top So hot up here nigga Yeah Let's go
[Chorus - Drake]Take yourself a picture when I'm standing at the mound And I swear it's going down, I'm just repping for my town, Off a cup of C.J. Gibson, man I'm faded off the brown And I'm easily influenced by the niggas I'm around See that Aston Martin? When I start it hear the sound I ain't never graduated I ain't got no cap and gown But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass Be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground
[Verse 1 - Drake]Yeah, all hail Mister Lyrical Spades of the Opus baby What you got a feeling for? I can show you new things Have you feeling spiritual Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes, miracles Okay they say that I'm the one in fact Some say that I'm they favorite But I ain't hearing none of that I'm about my team hoe, Young Money running back [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/4-my-town-play-ball-lyrics-birdman.html ] Cash Money superstar, where the fuck's Stunna at?
[Verse 2 - Birdman]Untouchable, .40 with AK Mastermind, big money heavy weight On the grind, flipping money in every way Head line, my bitch shine everyday Pearl white Dom P., Marc Jacob gloves Cartier, Louis case with a dope plug From the mud where they wet you, leave you in your blood Going in flipping hundreds get the young Blood Show them where it go Floating on the floor Getting more dough Grind hard go Black diamond show Watch the flame blow And how you stay grounded? Cash no go And how you stay mounded? Cash no flow And how you stay shining? Bentley of the floor And how you stay high? Purple pine dro Diamond mink's furs, February snow
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[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]Uh, you know you paid When you got Baby with you It's Young Money like Ben Frank's baby pictures I'm a lady twister, I kiss her whiskers I been running this shit, blisters Sticking to the script, movie star money And if you gassed up, I leave the car running I'm a big smoker, I'm a little drinker The peace sign is just a trigger and the middle finger What you know about it? Man y'all clueless I let two women ride me, now that's carpoolers I rock stupid ice, Mister Water Coolers If y'all in the building, than we are intruders Simmer down pimping, let me handle this I know the game, analyst Man I'm the shit, and y'all janitors Blow out the kush and crack a smile for the cameras
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