[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 n***a blowing out the pound n***a
Paper chasing with this money on my mind n***a
Going to the club let me rain on these hoes n***a
And the shoes they be crack-a-gator style n***a
Alligator style n***a, 2000 a heel n***a
And my shawty she love Roberto Cavalli n***a
She ride real fly n***a
Fuck with big time n***as
And yeah, I said we kept in boxes n***a
We know how to get it n***a
Know to spend it n***a
And yeah cause now-a-days we gotta n***a
We blowin on the spendage n***a
Rolling in the bentley n***a
Yeah we let em shop till they pop
N***a pop till they drop
N***a thats how we do it n***a
Bitch, we get this money like its runnin
Cause these hoes keep on comin n***a
Thats how we do it n***a
[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 n***a, yeah
I say we at it again n***a
We back on the grind
With them thangs gone for 10 n***a
And yeah, the homie out from the pen n***a
Who gave me the game, so I ticked it in the wind n***a
And yeah, we hit the club in a benz n***a
We know about them hoes
And we know about they friends n***a
And yeah
We pop one and we in n***a
We headed to the telly, then we all in the win n***a
Shit, we paper chasin again n***a
Then pull out the fold n***a
Millionaire been n***a
And shit, thats when Atlanta come in n***a
Them wings comin out when they oughta come in n***a
And yeah
We get it down
We blowin out the pound n***a
Represent the town n***a
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]
N***a, look
We poppin bottles in here n***a
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 n***a, we know the game of hustle n***a
We stay on the grind n***a
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 n***as
N***a that know about the cash flow
And n***a, we big tymers in fast lanes
Neighborhood game n***a, we know how to get doe
And n***a, we do it big in the range n***a
We rockin that bling n***a
And everyday blowin droe
And yeah, I smack a bitch with some change n***a
For spittin her game n***a
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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