Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dark Shades, artist - Birdman.
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dark Shades |
YMCMB |
I’m so twisted |
Mack! |
Dark ass shades, I can’t see them haters |
Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter |
I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt |
Bitch Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked |
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go pu |
That bitch go pu |
That bitch go pu |
Got-Got a silencer on the gun |
That bitch go pu |
Got a mean ass swagga, my bitches do too |
Verse 1: Mack Maine |
Uh, Mack in this bitch, tell em hoes I’m about it |
These niggas sweet, a bunch of fucking brownies |
The fuck youre talking about, bitch Im a G like a thousand |
Im on my one two, and bitch Im still counting |
You niggas got problems, well I got bigger problems |
My guns all black, make me bring the nigga out 'em |
You dont want that, homie |
Plus I got that pick-up on me, finger fuck nina, she horny, you won’t see |
tomorrow morning (Nigga) |
We so fucking cold, young money, money old |
Life is full of choices and your bitch chose (Nigga) |
Im so Holley Grove, f-fuck them other niggas |
And if the gun’s strong I’ll paint a fucking picture |
Nigga You know what Im on, a bag of that strong |
Nigga You know where Im going,(Bitch)im going, going, gone! |
Nigga holler at your boy, I-I dont give a fuck |
Got a silence on the gun, make me shut you niggas up |
Mack! |
Lil wayne |
Dark ass shades, I can’t see them haters |
Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter |
I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt |
Bitch Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked |
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go pu |
That bitch go pu |
That bitch go pu |
Got-Got a silencer on the gun |
That bitch go pu |
Got a mean ass swagga, my bitches do too |
Verse 2: Birdman |
Just a third world gangsta, been filthy, top ranker |
Hustler, shot caller |
Kill 'em all, keep banking |
Big mansions on the island |
Popping shots out the bottle |
Spending cause were winning |
Five star, money, and power! |
Hunting while we stunting (Bitch), triggerman hood rich |
Built on some solid shit, bad bitch born rich |
Chandelier (Shit), marble full of bricks |
Turn water into wine, hit your set and paint that bitch |
O-O-Out the Bentley with them doves, stashes for the plug |
Greeny red bottom, throwing hundreds in the club |
Bossing on the shine, we the niggas running shit |
Blood to blood-line, pearl white black tints |
Head light, red light, spend them at the green light |
Flash light, fast life, hit 'em for a cheap price |
Uptown swagger life, living like we live it twice |
Point blank aim (Nigga), give ah fuck about the price |
lil wayne |
Dark ass shades, I can’t see them haters |
Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter |
I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt |
Bitch Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked |
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go pu |
That bitch go pu |
That bitch go pu |
Got-Got a silencer on the gun |
That bitch go pu |
Got a mean ass swagga, my bitches do too |
Verse 3: Lil Wayne |
Bitch Im from New Orleans |
Rest in peace Magnolia Shorty |
And I come from Hollygrove |
That bitch is wild as a safari |
I go stupid, I go retarded |
The grass is greener in my garden |
Swagger meaner than the warden |
Pow pow pow I ain’t with arguing, hah |
Leave a nigga leaking |
If you scared go see the deacon |
Got a silencer on the gun but them bullets still speakin |
Got a buncha bitches tweaking |
To tell me all of their secrets |
And if I get in that pussy |
Im on her walls like graffiti |
You’s dead pita bread, you’re a fed ass nigga |
Im on my vampire, bloody red flag nigga |
Fuck Fucking with Lil Tunechi get your head smashed nigga |
Hit you dead on the money call that dead cash nigga |
And it’s. |
party time excellent waynes world |
Party time excellent Waynes world |
Tonight im probably fucking another nigga girl |
Party time excellent Waynes world |
lil wayne |
Dark ass shades, I can’t see them haters |
Now eat these fuckin bullets, dont forget to tip the waiter |
I dont drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt |
Bitch Im on that Patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked |
Got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go pu |
That bitch go pu |
That bitch go pu |
Got-Got a silencer on the gun |
That bitch go pu |
Got a mean ass swagga, my bitches do too |