Everything Red - Lil Wayne, The Game, Birdman

Used to be a 40oz nigga

Standin' on the corner no money for the Vodka

Now you see em' broke tell him holla, wanna throw him a couple dollars

Follow me, on Twitter follow me in the streets

Be on my 2Pac zone when I creep, and then I’m gone

Back on my gang shit, you know the chain sick

Throwin' up the roc tryna to figure out where Dame went

Aye now pop champagne

Tell them hoes that I’m in this bitch with Lil Wayne

We got Young Money, we got old money

We got Jay-z, Beyonce show money

We got Daniel Gibson and Keyshia Cole money

And we got haters but that better than no money

We got Taylor Swift and Sheryl Crow money

2010, we comin' for your money

See red when I sleep

Got a red Lambo twenty two’s on the feet

Catch a red eye private jet

That’s me red room for my dogs in the street

When you see me on the creep

Got a redbone chick in this red leather seats

When I get into the house we layin' over the sheets

Take it off, red Louis Vuitton on the feet

Brrrat, Pearl white bugatti

Flash cash flag on the top

Spend a nigga band and we out, big money shit been 'bout

See this game blood

Nigga gave me the gang so I gave it to my bloods

MULA, Fresh with the new fleet

All red Y-M-C-M-B (so priceless)

Big money on the white sheets

Mil how we sleep, presidential suites

A-K's on the harley

Maserati, keep me a farely

And my Bentley with the black mag

Brand new Porsche strap stashed

Twenty two in my Benz jeep

Chopper long on the back seat

See red when I sleep

Got a red Lambo twenty two’s on the feet

Catch a red eye private jet

That’s me red room for my dogs in the street

When you see me on the creep

Got a redbone chick in this red leather seats

When I get into the house we layin' over the sheets

Take it off, red Louis Vuitton on the feet

Take the chopper out the trunk and go east-side with it

Split a nigga in two, make a peace sign with him

Play with the pussy, put the peace sign in it

I never thought I’d see a fuckin' free me sign nigga

Young Carter, niggas know I’m blood

Bad red bone sittin' in my tub

I ball hard I don’t need a sub

Break yo bitch ass off like a ticket stub

What it do, I’ll show you what it does

And everybody knows real bees don’t buzz

Pull up in the drop top off where she was

And later on tonight I’m forget who she was

Pimpin ain’t easy, no pimpin' ain’t Weezy

Got too many bloods, I could never be anemic

You know my motto, put it in the air

And I fuck with the game, like a true player

See red when I sleep

Got a red lambo twenty two’s on the feet

Catch a red eye private jet

That’s me red room for my dogs in the street

When you see me on the creep

Got a redbone chick in this red leather seats

When I get into the house we layin' over the sheets

Take it off, red Louis Vuitton on the feet