Flo Rida, Birdman - Priceless lyrics

[Flo Rida, Birdman - Priceless lyrics]

Right about now, yeah (So fresh)
So fresh whatup Flo?

I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go, look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin' to cut
Three times in a row, times in a row
'Cause, I spent twenty on my tires
Thirty to be icy
But me bein' fly, that's priceless
And I gave forty to my side chick
Fifty to the wifey
But me bein' fly, that's priceless, baby
That's priceless

I'm straight up out the projects
Hustlin' that's the object
If ye ain't talkin' cash
Then you better switch the topic
Bitch nigga stop it, gon' ahead and cop it
Money in the bag
Call it takin' out the garbage
I know them boys snitchin' cause
They're scared of first degree
But, you can tell them F-E-D's I'm in VIP
With four mill' cheddar, yeah
He keep Florida Keys
The window to the wall they
Supply you what you need
Got no wife, but the wife be my girlfriend
My girlfriend girlfriend lookin'
For a girlfriend
Nick name tailspin, leave you in a whirlwind
One hit away
Now they askin' where the world went?

I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go, look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin' to cut
Three times in a row, times in a row
'Cause, I spent twenty on my tires
Thirty to be icy
But me bein' fly, that's priceless
And I gave forty to my side chick
Fifty to the wifey
But me bein' fly, that's priceless
Baby, that's priceless

I'm so fly, not to mention that I'm priceless
Ye ain't never seen heard or
Felt nothin like this
Thousand dollar jeans, Air Force Two Nikes
Whylin' in the club
Give a fuck about indictments
'Scuse me bartender but the drinks are on me
Two magnums in my hand, one for creeps
One for freaks
Too much legal tender so it's rainin' bubbly
My ice the same color what
Kelis hair used to be
Hold up, wait a min-ute
Popeye niggas ain't eatin' they spinach
I made to make dollars so
It have to make sense
I'm pourin' out liquor for my dead presidents
All of 'em dead, all of 'em die
Toetag money, see it fallin' out the sky
Bitch, if I ain't priceless
Then bury me alive
My pockets like caskets, death live inside

I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go, look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin' to cut
Three times in a row, times in a row
'Cause, I spent twenty on my tires
Thirty to be icy
But me bein' fly, that's priceless
And I gave forty to my side chick
Fifty to the wifey
But me bein' fly, that's priceless
Baby, that's priceless

Sheeeit, alligator with the suede
Fifty on the carpet, all yellow hard eggs
Scarface white leather purple kush green
All red shinin' any weather customized Jeep
Fo' a high priced life nigga
Get it 'til you can't no mo'
Shop 'til you can't no mo'
Ten on some new shoes
Fifty on that boy, hundred on some new jewels
And give a fuck about the price
Precious little tight, blew hard on the mic
She'll get your whole life homey
For a stack, do you somethin' right, homey

I pulled up to the club on dubs
They say look at them go, look at them go
And raised up with some girls tryin' to cut
Three times in a row, times in a row
'Cause, I spent twenty on my tires
Thirty to be icy
But me bein' fly, that's priceless
And I gave forty to my side chick
Fifty to the wifey
But me bein' fly, that's priceless
Baby, that's priceless

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