Rich Gang, Birdman, Mystikal, Cory Gunz, Busta Rhymes - Everyday lyrics

Yeah, Bigga Than Life
YMCMB, flashy life style
Up on my headphones, my nigga and my ones up

Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds
Bitches come in dumpin' cause they
Ran a hundred miles
Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up
Stuntin' on them bitches and
The whips flamed up
The sun do shine, Christmas every day
Them holidays comin'
So you know we quit the spray
Muscle is a must, the money in the can
Strapped every day
We still hustle in the sand

Uh, holla holla hehe, go
I'm a need a mountain of money
A mountain that amount the amounts
To a mountain of money
Ride out with my dunny
Fresh up out your mommy
Shout to the tummy - eat, sleep
Shit on my toes bust a bitch in her nose
Cause they mouth so runny
Back to the money, Dada
Give a nigga bread like "bless you"
(thank you) nada
I'm been on the block from the
Top tryna plot on a spot
Now I'm game with it - ta da!
Fuck around, I'll bang with the sawed-off
Fuck around, rob these niggas
Do my thing like "voila"
Ain't nothin' changed but the dollars
Niggas so lame cause they ain't
Gon' claim i'm they father fuck it
I'm one of the niggas that don't fold
Treat me like one of them
Niggas that don't rap
Spinning 'em like a Tommy, automatic my laddy
I've been known to get niggas in one "blap!"
When I trip up, it's foreign
- when I grip up, it's foreign
When I fuck, bitch foreign
Pull on my Trukfit foreign
Pull on my Trukfit foreign
I don't trust these hoes

Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds
Bitches come in dumpin' cause they
Ran a hundred miles
Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up
Stuntin' on them bitches and
The whips flamed up
The sun do shine, Christmas every day
Them holidays comin'
So you know we quit the spray
Muscle is a must, the money in the can
Strapped every day
We still hustle in the sand

Every single morning that a nigga
Get out of bed know a nigga gotta get it
Money to burn, raw OG Kush in a $100 bill
Smoke weed with it
Why y'all niggas wanna whip shit with it?
Mulssane, I ain't gotta put a key in it
True don, make me wanna whip in it
Different money - add another digit
Get this money then I slide and I'm gone
Y'all already know who's side that I'm on
YMCMB, lil' nigga - Rich Gang
Everything far from the norm
From the jails to the college campus
We've got 'em yellin' in the dorms
We try to compete 'til they go bankrupt
And we're just gettin' warm
If you ain't know, motherfucker, you
Can take another look, nigga
Whole team strong
And we knock every spot on the charts
Every time a nigga drop each song
I don't need to tell 'em
They already know what it is
We run every city and we runnin' every block
Nigga respect this conglomerate, bitch
Cause you can't reach the number one spot

Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds
Bitches come in dumpin' cause they
Ran a hundred miles
Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up
Stuntin' on them bitches and
The whips flamed up
The sun do shine, Christmas every day
Them holidays comin'
So you know we quit the spray
Muscle is a must, the money in the can
Strapped every day
We still hustle in the sand

Yup, i quit that bitch
Don't look at my bucks
And i'm about that sell, pop back on that bus
Nah man, fuck them hoes, i won my O's
Bitch, I gotta go
Let's roll back on the show
She bad, we see ya
Another nigga can't beat her
In the then back to the streets
Bitch, it's a habit to fuck it with Weezy
Thank god for Tunechi, Lord bless stunna
Hallejulah, Cash Money, i was going under
Tryna fuck my, and i do my Ana
And i ain't talking 'bout
Bitch, nigga as my mama
But, we are tha business
That's all they seeing
You cannot fuck with them
Go ask my nigga Slim

Hustle in the morning, smokin' in the clouds
Bitches come in dumpin' cause they
Ran a hundred miles
Rain still pourin', the bottles lift up
Stuntin' on them bitches and
The whips flamed up
The sun do shine, Christmas every day
Them holidays comin'
So you know we quit the spray
Muscle is a must, the money in the can
Strapped every day
We still hustle in the sand