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Have It Your Way (Ft. T.i. & Lil Wayne) Lyrics


Birdman Have It Your Way (Ft. T.i. & Lil Wayne)


[Verse 1: T.I.]
You know what it is, pimpin' king in the building
All about the millions, no time to play with children
Call me when you grown up, nigga, I'm an owner
Them Ferraris doin' doughnuts on the corner
I went for mine, nickels, dimes, choppers, .9s, .45s
Went to prison, did my time, got back out and still I shine
This year is mine, nigga, give it up, step aside
I'mma ride 'til I die, all bullshit aside
Think I'm faking? Come and try – just prepare to be surprised
If you lookin' for some drama, it's my pleasure to oblige
We believe in the now, what I rep I be about
That's the reason why I'm hot, from a little to a lot
I ain't for permission, I just mashed for a minute
First the business, then the cash, then the club, then the bitches
Get your ass out the kitchen, it's too hot, shit, you not
Know you niggas gettin' man 'cause you see I'm gettin' guap

[Hook]
I'm just makin' my way, we can parlay
I'm so about my business, 'bout that money always
That's how we do it all day, all day, all night
We can do it all day, okay? Alright, alright
I'm just makin' my way, we can parlay
I'm so about my business, 'bout that money always
That's how we do it all day, all day, all night
We can do it all day, okay? Alright, alright

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Lost on this island, nigga
Deep in this ocean, nigga
Money and power, nigga
F..ck 'em, we focussed, nigga
F..ckin' these models, nigga
Game, we roped it, nigga
Flowers and bottles, nigga
Get it and smoke it, nigga
Yeah... Stunna Man game plan
Mastermind, 100 mill' nigga, in my hand
Landin' in the sand with the pork, nigga
Mussolini business, we came up, nigga
Gave the game to my lil' nigga
Real nigga, kill or be killed nigga
You know a deal is a deal, nigga
And them houses we build, nigga
Business is business, homie
'Cause we be the business, homie
Yeah, this is Su Wu business homie
See we get it and flip it, homie

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Two white girls in my bed, one still up, one asleep
I'm on the balcony smokin', on the phone with my girl
She like: “I know somebody over there, 'cause nigga
You never go on the balcony”
What's poppin'? I'll make you bow down and welcome me
I played my cards right and your girlfriend dealt with me
Mama, I'm a motherfucker when I get the alc' in me
But I just popped a Perc and you know can't make that matter to me
With alcohol, don't get yourself involved
I see your pussy's getting old – menopause
Too much pussy on the road – I'm homesick
AK parties happen right under my armpit
We them niggas that they act like – get the facts right
Cat-eyed Benz, cat-eyed Beamer, cat fight
Cat-eyed bitch in a cat suit with tattoos
My swag mean, nigga – bad dude

[Hook]





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