Birdman - Grindin Making Money Lyrics

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This my 9 to 5
Still livin that high life
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money

I grind all day gettin money
Damn it take all day to count the money
Im in the freezer neck full of iceicles
Im a dime you other chicas need a nickel
Who that in that Phantom Kimmy!
Or maybe in that Mazarati or that F1-50
Or in that Bugatti you cant fuck with me
I do this for my niggas on the grind
Therell never be another me
What you out your mind?
I get poppin when its money on the line
Damn near dropped a house on my wrist for the shine
Lambouton fendi dior all the time
I snitched in the louis store yea I dropped the dime
Got Baby and Big Daddy Slim on the line
The way that we ball some say it is a crime
But we dont really care I continue gettin mine
Cause this my 9 to 5

All day
This my 9 to 5
All night
Still livin all that I like
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
All day
This my 9 to 5
All night
Still livin all that I like
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money
Grindin makin money

Back on my stunna shit
Fly with a extra clip
Fly in the new whip
Ball hard the matchin whip
Keep my shorty with me shit
Make sure she flip that shit
Ride around deliver shit
Get some of this money shit
Hustle all the time and she shine when we hit the bitch
Ball in the club ever night like we do this shit
Uptown soldier known how I roller
Brought her to overseas now she all over
Hurricane hit that bitch
Now we had to do that shit
Bounce right back in my hood with some new shit
Everyday sunshine keep my tool all the time
Blowin out the pound everyday the money on the grind

Yo, aye yo, innie mennie minnie moe, Im pi-pi-pickin hoes
To pucker up and kiss my ass, under the Mistletoe
Yes I am about my cake, just call me Entenmanns
I keep a gentleman, first name Benjamin
Dont mess with Washington, dont mess with Abraham
Patty cake, patty cake, better get the Bakers Man
Frosted flakes is on my fingers, fruity loops is on my wrist
Fruity pebble, Barbie pendant dont forget to ice my kiss
Now where my girls at?
That stack money, that Young Money, that Cash Money
I walk the red carpet, you clean the red carpet
Go get your vaccum, dont you get me started