[Hook: Chop]

We still up in the club popping bottles like water

All the girls showing us love

We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y [X2]

[Verse 1: Birdman]

We flew in jets and g-floors with the chest on the floor nigga blowing out the pound nigga

Paper chasing with this money on my mind nigga

Going to the club let me rain on these hoes nigga

And the shoes they be crack-a-gator style nigga

Alligator style nigga, 2000 a heel nigga

And my shawty she love Roberto Cavalli nigga

She ride real fly nigga

Fuck with big time niggas

And yeah, I said we kept in boxes nigga

We know how to get it nigga

Know to spend it nigga

And yeah cause now-a-days we gotta nigga

We blowin on the spendage nigga

Rolling in the bentley nigga

Yeah we let em shop till they pop

Nigga pop till they drop

Nigga thats how we do it nigga

Bitch, we get this money like its runnin

Cause these hoes keep on comin nigga

Thats how we do it nigga

[Hook: Chop]

We still up in the club popping bottles like water

All the girls showing us

Love

We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y

[X2]

[Verse 2: Birdman]

Yeah nigga, yeah

I say we at it again nigga

We back on the grind

With them thangs gone for 10 nigga

And yeah, the homie out from the pen nigga

Who gave me the game, so I ticked it in the wind nigga

And yeah, we hit the club in a benz nigga

We know about them hoes

And we know about they friends nigga

And yeah

We pop one and we in nigga

We headed to the telly, then we all in the win nigga

Shit, we paper chasin again nigga

Then pull out the fold nigga

Millionaire been nigga

And shit, thats when Atlanta come in nigga

Them wings comin out when they oughta come in nigga

And yeah

We get it down

We blowin out the pound nigga

Represent the town nigga

And shit, we world-wide, we get down

We pitchin off the mound

Got the game off the ground

[Hook ]

We still up in the club popping bottles like water

All the girls showing us love

We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y [X2]

[Verse 3:Birdman]

Nigga, look

We poppin bottles in here nigga

Its 4 in the mornin and them hoes still in here

And shit, we book a table for little friends

We burned em down, and we g'd em in yeah

And nigga, we know the game of hustle nigga

We stay on the grind nigga

Its some'n new every year

And yeah, like Big G and Derek did

And im a two-stunner, I'mma shine 'fore I marry ya

And yeah, I know some haitians and dread niggas

Nigga that know about the cash flow

And nigga, we big tymers in fast lanes

Neighborhood game nigga, we know how to get doe

And nigga, we do it big in the range nigga

We rockin that bling nigga

And everyday blowin droe

And yeah, I smack a bitch with some change nigga

For spittin her game nigga

With 10 g's on the low

[Hook ]

We still up in the club popping bottles like water

All the girls showing us love

We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y [X2]

[Verse 4: Birdman]

Bitch you better not step on my whites

In the club tonight

Or bitch we gon' fight

Cause I'm fulla that purple that lean

If you went for my section

You ain't comin in between

I'm so fly-y-y-y-y-y-y

I'm so fly-y-y-y-y-y-y

So bitch you better not step on my whites

In the club tonight

Or bitch we gon' fight

Cause I'm fulla that purple that lean

If you went for my section

You ain't comin in between

I'm so fly-y-y-y-y-y-y

I'm so fly-y-y-y-y-y-y

[Hook ]

We still up in the club popping bottles like water

All the girls showing us love

We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y

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