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never been the same since the cash\nMy life ain't been the same since I bust this ass\nTeardrop gangster, High life gangster\nCash Money Young Money bitch we the gangsters\nYou find me on the choppa with my choppa 9's choppers you can roof bitch\nready chop em\nWe laugh into the bank bitch\nHigh life more money in the bank bitch\nYou know we do it 24, shit\nMore ho's out the paw when we blow bitch\n\nRed everything, Red (Red)Bentley\nChop a n*gga down and tell his momma red send me\nRack(Rack)in my pocket, What colour is that motherf*cker\nSame colour as your insides motherf*cker\nYou know we bang money, bang bang bang money\nHolla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang dummy\nAnd when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags\nFor the money motherf*cker, Wall street cash\n\nRun up on this Bentley wish a motherf*cker would\nI leave your ass in Louisiana off in the woods\nChoppa sinister city, bad boy since the Diddy\nAnd my Phantom like a stripclub, ass and titties\nI fuck rats, top models and regular ho's\nTake a ball player picture Nas in my regular clothes\nAnd you could have her back, I don't swear ho's\nI put that on my hood like the crown on the cadillac\nTeardrop gangster, only got one\nBut if I counted all the bodies they drip to my louis vuitton\nAll red Yeezy's, yeah the flame edition\nThe say I'm out of my mind like I got a cocaine addiction\nCuz when I was young I had Young Money\nN*ggas try to stress me out so I tatted it on my tummy\nNever been a Skylar, Far from a dummy\nBut you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming\nYeah, And we bang money, bang bang bang money\n50 round drum a nigga try to take this chain from me\nYou was go and kill me I'd already be dead\nDon't make me come to your hood and paint that motherfucker red\n\nRed everything, Red (Red)Bentley\nChop a n*gga down and tell his momma red send me\nRack(Rack)in my pocket, What colour is that motherf*cker\nSame colour as your insides motherf*cker\nYou know we bang money, bang bang bang money\nHolla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang dummy\nAnd when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags\nFor the money motherf*cker, Wall street cash\n\nSinister reds hat, Tilt that bitch to the right\nYou know how them bullets travel, Motherfucker book a flight.\nChoppa made them niggas dance, motherfucking boogie nights\nAll of you suckas pussy, None of you pussy's tight\nI rep that red flag, That's right that red flag\nI still got blood money, I'm counting red cash\nI'm in my skinny jeans, with my red Vans\nI'm with a bad bitch, with a red ass\nTalk crazy nigga, highway to heaven\nAutomatic start, Automatic weapon\nMomma need a dress, You gon' need reference\nI let Marley shoot 'em, Cuz I'm an convicted fellon\nSharp Shooter nigga, yeah shots perfect\nYou have a gog of blood, Bubble up and burp it\nI'm in that new coupe, Ball head nigga\nI'm Piru, All red nigga\n\nYeaaah black wall Cash Money paint the town red,\nYeah, We paint the town red.\nI tell em motherfucking, Eeeey\nBlack wall Cash Money paint the town red,\nYeah, We paint the town red\nTell em holla at me\nHit your town in these whips\nSun shining (Bleehh)\nYeah, Like new money, One Hunna","syncedLyrics":"[03:05.11] Red everything, Red (Red)Bentley\n[03:06.34] Chop a n*gga down and tell his momma red send me\n[03:06.78] Rack(Rack)in my pocket, What colour is that motherf*cker\n[03:07.10] Same colour as your insides motherf*cker\n[03:07.48] You know we bang money, bang bang bang money\n[03:07.88] Holla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang dummy\n[03:08.15] And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags\n[03:08.64] For the money motherf*cker, Wall street cash\n[03:08.99] Red jet, Hoppin' with my red flag\n[03:09.34] Pretty red bitch, with my teeth tatt\n[03:09.61] Holla respect the stuntin' in my digery-dash\n[03:09.99] Stay fly out the paw Young Money cash\n[03:10.35] We bang money, bang bang bang money\n[03:10.62] Cash Money Young Money bitch we flip cash\n[03:11.02] Blood line on my bloods see we see and smash\n[03:11.34] Tony guns ak's n*gga spit and dash\n[03:11.88] High Life, Carbine with a extra mag\n[03:12.24] Hit the curve, bad bitch n*gga dig and dash\n[03:12.68] My life has never been the same since the cash\n[03:13.04] My life ain't been the same since I bust this ass\n[03:13.44] Teardrop gangster, High life gangster\n[03:13.89] Cash Money Young Money bitch we the gangsters\n[03:14.29] You find me on the choppa with my choppa 9's choppers you can roof bitch\n[03:14.75] Ready chop em\n[03:15.04] We laugh into the bank bitch\n[03:15.41] High life more money in the bank bitch\n[03:15.83] You know we do it 24, shit\n[03:16.16] More ho's out the paw when we blow bitch\n[03:16.65] Red everything, Red (Red)Bentley\n[03:17.65] Chop a n*gga down and tell his momma red send me\n[03:18.10] Rack(Rack)in my pocket, What colour is that motherf*cker\n[03:18.66] Same colour as your insides motherf*cker\n[03:18.90] You know we bang money, bang bang bang money\n[03:19.29] Holla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang dummy\n[03:19.76] And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags\n[03:20.08] For the money motherf*cker, Wall street cash\n[03:20.37] Run up on this Bentley wish a motherf*cker would\n[03:20.62] I leave your ass in Louisiana off in the woods\n[03:21.02] Choppa sinister city, bad boy since the Diddy\n[03:21.37] And my Phantom like a stripclub, ass and titties\n[03:21.76] I fuck rats, top models and regular ho's\n[03:22.14] Take a ball player picture Nas in my regular clothes\n[03:22.46] And you could have her back, I don't swear ho's\n[03:22.91] I put that on my hood like the crown on the cadillac\n[03:23.26] Teardrop gangster, only got one\n[03:23.78] But if I counted all the bodies they drip to my louis vuitton\n[03:24.06] All red Yeezy's, yeah the flame edition\n[03:24.35] The say I'm out of my mind like I got a cocaine addiction\n[03:25.13] Cuz when I was young I had Young Money\n[03:25.44] N*ggas try to stress me out so I tatted it on my tummy\n[03:25.70] Never been a Skylar, Far from a dummy\n[03:26.08] But you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming\n[03:26.44] Yeah, And we bang money, bang bang bang money\n[03:26.79] 50 round drum a nigga try to take this chain from me\n[03:27.03] You was go and kill me I'd already be dead\n[03:27.38] Don't make me come to your hood and paint that motherfucker red\n[03:27.71] Red everything, Red (Red)Bentley\n[03:28.06] Chop a n*gga down and tell his momma red send me\n[03:28.35] Rack(Rack)in my pocket, What colour is that motherf*cker\n[03:29.36] Same colour as your insides motherf*cker\n[03:30.22] You know we bang money, bang bang bang money\n[03:30.75] Holla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang dummy\n[03:32.53] And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags\n[03:33.32] For the money motherf*cker, Wall street cash\n[03:39.94] Sinister reds hat, Tilt that bitch to the right\n[03:43.60] You know how them bullets travel, Motherfucker book a flight.\n[03:46.90] Choppa made them niggas dance, motherfucking boogie nights\n[03:50.01] All of you suckas pussy, None of you pussy's tight\n[03:53.42] I rep that red flag, That's right that red flag\n[03:56.53] I still got blood money, I'm counting red cash\n[03:59.89] I'm in my skinny jeans, with my red Vans\n[04:03.18] I'm with a bad bitch, with a red ass\n[04:06.57] Talk crazy nigga, highway to heaven\n[04:09.95] Automatic start, Automatic weapon\n[04:13.10] Momma need a dress, You gon' need reference\n[04:16.33] I let Marley shoot 'em, Cuz I'm an convicted fellon\n[04:19.44] Sharp Shooter nigga, yeah shots perfect\n[04:22.86] You have a gog of blood, Bubble up and burp it\n[04:25.89] I'm in that new coupe, Ball head nigga\n[04:29.28] I'm Piru, All red nigga\n[04:32.50] Yeaaah black wall Cash Money paint the town red,\n[04:34.49] Yeah, We paint the town red.\n[04:34.76] I tell em motherfucking, Eeeey\n[04:35.84] Black wall Cash Money paint the town 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the stuntin' in my digery-dash\n  Stay fly out the paw Young Money cash\n  We bang money, bang bang bang money\n  Cash Money Young Money bitch we flip cash\n  Blood line on my bloods see we see and smash\n  Tony guns ak's n*gga spit and dash\n  High Life, Carbine with a extra mag\n  Hit the curve, bad bitch n*gga dig and dash\n  My life has never been the same since the cash\n  My life ain't been the same since I bust this ass\n  Teardrop gangster, High life gangster\n  Cash Money Young Money bitch we the gangsters\n  You find me on the choppa with my choppa 9's choppers you can roof bitch\n  ready chop em\n  We laugh into the bank bitch\n  High life more money in the bank bitch\n  You know we do it 24, shit\n  More ho's out the paw when we blow bitch\n\n  Red everything, Red (Red)Bentley\n  Chop a n*gga down and tell his momma red send me\n  Rack(Rack)in my pocket, What colour is that motherf*cker\n  Same colour as your insides motherf*cker\n  You know we bang money, bang bang bang money\n  Holla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang dummy\n  And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags\n  For the money motherf*cker, Wall street cash\n\n  Run up on this Bentley wish a motherf*cker would\n  I leave your ass in Louisiana off in the woods\n  Choppa sinister city, bad boy since the Diddy\n  And my Phantom like a stripclub, ass and titties\n  I fuck rats, top models and regular ho's\n  Take a ball player picture Nas in my regular clothes\n  And you could have her back, I don't swear ho's\n  I put that on my hood like the crown on the cadillac\n  Teardrop gangster, only got one\n  But if I counted all the bodies they drip to my louis vuitton\n  All red Yeezy's, yeah the flame edition\n  The say I'm out of my mind like I got a cocaine addiction\n  Cuz when I was young I had Young Money\n  N*ggas try to stress me out so I tatted it on my tummy\n  Never been a Skylar, Far from a dummy\n  But you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming\n  Yeah, And we 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dummy\nAnd when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags\nFor the money motherf*cker, Wall street cash\n\nRun up on this Bentley wish a motherf*cker would\nI leave your ass in Louisiana off in the woods\nChoppa sinister city, bad boy since the Diddy\nAnd my Phantom like a stripclub, ass and titties\nI fuck rats, top models and regular ho's\nTake a ball player picture Nas in my regular clothes\nAnd you could have her back, I don't swear ho's\nI put that on my hood like the crown on the cadillac\nTeardrop gangster, only got one\nBut if I counted all the bodies they drip to my louis vuitton\nAll red Yeezy's, yeah the flame edition\nThe say I'm out of my mind like I got a cocaine addiction\nCuz when I was young I had Young Money\nN*ggas try to stress me out so I tatted it on my tummy\nNever been a Skylar, Far from a dummy\nBut you disrespect my clip I let the chopper red rumming\nYeah, And we bang money, bang bang bang money\n50 round drum a nigga try to take this chain from me\nYou 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reference\nI let Marley shoot 'em, Cuz I'm an convicted fellon\nSharp Shooter nigga, yeah shots perfect\nYou have a gog of blood, Bubble up and burp it\nI'm in that new coupe, Ball head nigga\nI'm Piru, All red nigga\n\nYeaaah black wall Cash Money paint the town red,\nYeah, We paint the town red.\nI tell em motherfucking, Eeeey\nBlack wall Cash Money paint the town red,\nYeah, We paint the town red\nTell em holla at me\nHit your town in these whips\nSun shining (Bleehh)\nYeah, Like new money, One Hunna","syncedLyrics":"[03:05.11] Red everything, Red (Red)Bentley\n[03:06.34] Chop a n*gga down and tell his momma red send me\n[03:06.78] Rack(Rack)in my pocket, What colour is that motherf*cker\n[03:07.10] Same colour as your insides motherf*cker\n[03:07.48] You know we bang money, bang bang bang money\n[03:07.88] Holla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang dummy\n[03:08.15] And when we hit the club we come in with them trash bags\n[03:08.64] For the money motherf*cker, Wall street 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spit and dash\n[03:11.88] High Life, Carbine with a extra mag\n[03:12.24] Hit the curve, bad bitch n*gga dig and dash\n[03:12.68] My life has never been the same since the cash\n[03:13.04] My life ain't been the same since I bust this ass\n[03:13.44] Teardrop gangster, High life gangster\n[03:13.89] Cash Money Young Money bitch we the gangsters\n[03:14.29] You find me on the choppa with my choppa 9's choppers you can roof bitch\n[03:14.75] Ready chop em\n[03:15.04] We laugh into the bank bitch\n[03:15.41] High life more money in the bank bitch\n[03:15.83] You know we do it 24, shit\n[03:16.16] More ho's out the paw when we blow bitch\n[03:16.65] Red everything, Red (Red)Bentley\n[03:17.65] Chop a n*gga down and tell his momma red send me\n[03:18.10] Rack(Rack)in my pocket, What colour is that motherf*cker\n[03:18.66] Same colour as your insides motherf*cker\n[03:18.90] You know we bang money, bang bang bang money\n[03:19.29] Holla at you Soo Woo, that's the new slang dummy\n[03:19.76] 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weapon\n[04:13.10] Momma need a dress, You gon' need reference\n[04:16.33] I let Marley shoot 'em, Cuz I'm an convicted fellon\n[04:19.44] Sharp Shooter nigga, yeah shots perfect\n[04:22.86] You have a gog of blood, Bubble up and burp it\n[04:25.89] I'm in that new coupe, Ball head nigga\n[04:29.28] I'm Piru, All red nigga\n[04:32.50] Yeaaah black wall Cash Money paint the town red,\n[04:34.49] Yeah, We paint the town red.\n[04:34.76] I tell em motherfucking, Eeeey\n[04:35.84] Black wall Cash Money paint the town red,\n[04:36.29] Yeah, We paint the town red\n[04:36.79] Tell em holla at me\n[04:37.13] Hit your town in these whips\n[04:37.50] Sun shining (Bleehh)\n[04:37.97] Yeah, Like new money, One Hunna\n[04:38.39] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Paint Tha Town Ft Game, Birdman, & Lil Wayne\n  artist: Rich Gang - www.ToxicWap.com\n  album: www.ToxicWap.com\n  duration_ms: 315000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Red everything, Red (Red)Bentley\n  start_ms: 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