Lil Wayne ft. The Game & Birdman - Everything Red with Lyrics!! video free download

Hook -

(Everything Red) See red when i sleep

Got a red Lambo 22's on the feet

Catch a red eye private jet, Thats me

redrum for my dogs in the streets (Everything Red)

When you see me on the creep, Got a redbone chick in these red leather seats

When I get them to the house, we layin' on red sheets, take it off

Red Louis Vuitton's on the feet.

The Game -

Used to be a 40 ounce nigga, Standin on the corner, no more for the vodka

Now if you see 'em broke, Tell them holla

Wanna throw 'em a couple dollars

Follow me, on twitter, follow me in the streets

Be in my Tupac zone when i creep, and then im gone

Back on my gang shit, You know the chain sick

Throwin' up the rock, tryna figure out where Dame went

AYEEEEE, now pop champagne, Tell them hoes that im in this bitch with Lil Wayne

We got Young Money, We got old money, We got Jay-Z, Beyonce show money

We got Game with gifts and Keyshia Cole money

And we got haters, but thats better than no money

We got Taylor Swift and Sheryl Crow money

2010, We comin for your money

BIRDMAN -

pearl white bugatti, flash cash, flag on the tommy

Still a nigga bend then we outie, big money shit, been bout' it

See this gang blood, nigga gave me the game so I gave it to my blood (mula!)

fresh with the new fleet, all red YM / CMB (so priceless!)

Big money on the white sheets millhoward??? sleep, presidential sweets

AKs on the harley , Maserati, keep me a 40

In my bentley with the black mag, brand new porsche strap stashed

22 in my Benz JEEP, chopper long, on the back seat.

WAYNE -

Take the chopper out the trunk and go eastside with em

Split a nigga in 2 make the peace sign with em

Play with that pussy put the peace sign in it

Never thought I see a fucking free me sign nigga

Young Carter,Niggas know im blood

Bad red bone,Sitting in my tub

I ball harder,I dont need a sub

Break you bitchass off like a ticket stub

What it do? Ill show you what it does,And everybody know real B's dont buzz

Pull up in the drop,Drop her off where she was,And later on tonight im gonna forget who she was

Pimpin' ain't easy,Naw 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

Yeaa! No Homo...Yea!