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Birdman
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Can You Believe It
[Chorus]
Can you believe it?
Can you believe it?
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
[Verse 1 - Game]
Young stunna, young stunna
The way that paint drippin', it's gon' be a bloody summer
22 inches, all-red everything
That's soo woo business, holla at ya 5
4, 3, 2, 1, bitch in the cockpit
Am I not sick? I'm ill
I got a milli in my Louie
Red Cardinal fitted, bitches feel me in the Louis
Yeah, red rubies in my watch and my chain
Catch me in Wade County, I'm the king like James
Headed to the game, Red Challenger today
Throwin' up red flags like I'm challenging the play
Tune, this shit retarded, I need a red helmet
And I'm all about my cake, red velvet
You can't help it, gotta see what I got
It's like Ripley's: Believe It Or Not, you tell me
[Chorus]
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
Uh, I'm a beast, belee dat
Stop playing, I go hard, I go He-Man
Young Tune, break 'em off like a tree branch
Play with me, you in hot water, tea bag
All-black Maybach, call it decaff
And I just ordered your girlfriend some knee pads, ha!
Can you believe the unbelievable?
Bitch I'm higher than Venus, Serena too
Yeah, Game holla at ya soo woo
Young Money bitch, we cold like two scoops
Yeah, life's a bitch and mine a diva
Point the biggest skeptic out, I make 'em a believer
Hahaha
[Chorus]
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
[Verse 3 - Birdman]
Yeah, belee dat, a hundred on a marble floor
And everyday we on the grind tryna flip some more
Ya understand, acres on that new land
Suicide doors nigga, on that new Lamb'
Yeah, pussy poppin' bullshit
Bullshit ain't shit, nigga we the shit
We the business, Louie on every trip
Holiday everyday on the YM ship
Yeah, cause everyday my sun shine
Candy paint on the Harley making headlines
Belee dat, we good with this cake homie
Belee dat, we ride every day homie
Braapp!
[Chorus with (Birdman)]
Can you believe it? (belee dat)
Can you believe it? (belee dat) (yeah Young)
Can you believe it? (belee dat) (yeah, soo woo nation, shinin' like new money)
Can you believe it? (belee dat) (what up Game? YMCMB)
Can you believe it? (belee dat) (yeah, holiday every day)
Can you believe it? (belee dat) (sun do shine)
Can you believe it? (belee dat) (100, braapp)
Can you believe it? (belee dat) (yeah, B's up)
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