Designer Caskets – Birdman feat. Mannie Fresh lyrics

Lyrics Mannie Fresh – Designer Caskets – Birdman

I send ’em back in the Designer Caskets
Wrapped in plastic
I send ’em back in the Designer Caskets
Wrapped in plastic
Drag him from the river dump his body in the yard
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord
Get right with the Lord, get right with the Lord.

Hundred, thousand, in a briefcase
Orange Lamborghini .. with the dealer plates
Told these, h**s, I’ll be right back
Another hundred thousand spilling out the backpack
I, do the, whole, dash
Sideways on these bitches bout to act an a*s
Bricks, pounds, pills, weed
Went to Hiroshima came back speaking Japanese
Sushi, uchi, n***a dressed in Gucci
Xany pills got me feeling like I’m super ..
Send him, back, to his, momma
A hundred bullet holes, first 48 dropped him
This that real project s**t that these niggas wanna hear from me
Real trill b***h do a pull-down, hit a lick for me
Clearing out your block f**k yall 9mm
.. s**t that make these shooters go and kill for me.

Designer Casket
Wrapped in plastic
I send ’em back in the Designer Casket
Wrapped in plastic
Drag him from the river dump his body in the yard (Amen)
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord (Fresh) (Amen)
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord (Amen)
Get right with the Lord, get right with the Lord.

I, fucked, these, h**s
Af-ter, our, shows
Big, dicks, we slang
Rich, gang wartime, let’s bang
I told them p***y niggas I was coming right back
Slap, back, cash, back
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Long, sticks, automatic straps
Hundred G’s get a hundred h**s in your lap
Lamborghini with the red blood on the floors
Suicide, suicide want some mo
Cash, money, big, mansion
N***a, hate, holla smack em
Third ward told me fame came with the drama
Top floor seat so I put it on my mama
Rest, in, peace to my daddy
Seven three billion streams n***a had to have it.

Wrapped in plastic
I send ’em back in the Designer Casket
Wrapped in plastic
Drag him from the river dump his body in the yard (Amen)
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord ( Amen)
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord (Amen)
Get right with the Lord, get right with the Lord.

Before they could see it, we saw it
Now they know a n***a be with it
Trippin back on the designer
Simple, fame came with the gang
Bizzy what’s brackin’
.. town what’s happenin’
MF, yea shawty, with all that
.. Lying around the corner
On the road with, Rich gang a long bang boyyy.
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Designer Caskets - Birdman
Designer Caskets - Birdman

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  1. May 13, 2018

    […] Who cares who you with Are you scared? You scared Who cares who you with Are you scared? You scared I’ll let the bodies stink the crib up Who cares? Who cares? We’ll leave it at that, motherfuckers Say your prayersss. ZillaKami lyrics Video head Save that sh*t lyrics Designer Caskets lyrics […]

  2. May 13, 2018

    […] Who cares who you withAre you scared? You scaredWho cares who you withAre you scared? You scaredI’ll let the bodies stink the crib upWho cares? Who cares?We’ll leave it at that, motherfuckersSay your prayersss.ZillaKami lyricsVideo headSave that sh*t lyricsDesigner Caskets lyrics […]