Money Man, Birdman - Style On Me lyrics

Rich girl super Earz
D-Roc, D-Roc

Designer everything
Know you can't style on me
My niggas wild homie just left the house
But I forgot I had a bag of gas on me
And a large amount of cash on me
When I turn it at the house she gonna
Feel some type of way about it
(Uh huh, uh huh)
She tryin' her best to hide it
That nigga fake
He tryin' his best to hide it
But I see right inside it (Uh huh, uh huh)
I see her choosiness written all
Over on her face (Uh huh, uh huh)
Pc's on my Rav4
Fuck it, nigga, gotta lie for it
She keep it real with me (Uh huh, uh huh)

Jumped in the water
Had to learn to swim with the shark
Pussy nigga probably never left
His front yard and now he hard
These niggas kill me these days
With all their feminine ways
I know what they did, yeah
I smell the pussy on you
These niggas never learn until
You educate 'em with a stick in they face
Then they jump right back in their place
They try their hardest to stay safe
He think I'm dumb
Like I ain't never seen a nigga lurk before
I'm just gonna dump this shit and let it go
She tryin' her hardest not to catch feelings
'cause she done been hurt before
Scared nigga acted like you've
Never seen work before
I still remember the other day when
I ain't have a dime then I forgot about it
Had some problems with a couple niggas in
The streets and they forgot about it
They'll probably get shot about it
Lil' nigga you not about it (Uh huh, uh huh)

Designer everything
Know you can't style on me
My niggas wild homie just left the house
But I forgot I had a bag of gas on me
And a large amount of cash on me (yeah)
When I turn it at the house she gonna
Feel some type of way bout it
(Uh huh, uh huh)
She tryin' her best to hide it (Rich Gang)
That nigga fake
He tryin' his best to hide it
But I see right inside it (Uh huh, uh huh)
I see her choosiness written all
Over on her face (Uh huh uh huh, yeah)
Pc's on my Rav4
Fuck it, nigga, gotta lie for it
She keep it real with me (Uh huh, uh huh)

80 days, 50 whips 80 days, 50 chips
Eight figures on the B side
We suicide for them chips
Same ways on the sea side
I'm on the east side, move chips
The same ways on the south
Side, and the west side, and we dip
Big fish with the big waves
Helicopter them fast days
Six keys with no side way
Stay high, bitch gettin paid
'84, i got my first brick
'94, i got a 100 whips
Stayin' extra with the choppa
Pussy nigga, I poppin'
Duck tapes with them clips
Serve a nigga, done been
Pussy nigga, can't win
Pussy nigga, been tense
Niggas, know how we do it
Iced up and we fluid
Stay fly, nigga, rich nigga
No love lost 'fore they blew it (Pussy)

Designer everything
Know you can't style on me
My niggas wild homie just left the house
But I forgot I had a bag of gas on me
And a large amount of cash on me
When I turn it at the house she gonna
Feel some type of way bout it
(Uh huh, uh huh, Rich Gang)
She tryin' her best to hide it
That nigga fake
He tryin' his best to hide it
But I see right inside it (Uh huh, uh huh)
I see her choosiness written all
Over on her face (Uh huh uh huh)
Pc's on my Rav4
Fuck it, nigga, gotta lie for it
She keep it real with me (Uh huh, uh huh)