Lyrics:
of things, what is yours is yours and mine
Don’t turn your back on those thieving birds or they will rob you blind
Whats done in the dark
Reveal a dormant
The cookie baker the 64 pancaker
Bitch my whole entourage is full of kit makers &
Gators trip makers to Vegas from bird breakers from skyscrapers
Tippin'
in debt
But now on in
I'm gonna spend time lovin'
find a baby sitter right now
Put on your red dress
high heels darlin'
tonight we're going up
The cookie baker the 64 pancaker
Bitch my whole entourage is full of kit makers &
Gators trip makers to Vegas from bird breakers from skyscrapers
Tippin'
knees in a crazy house of mirrors
I couldn't find my face but a voice was drawing nearer
Hush baby - sweet baby - hush, don't you cry
And I thought I
is much too late to turn away
We started out as friends
Sign you name across my heart
I want you to be my baby
Sign your name across my heart
I
baby
The weeping willow weep for me
The birds sing a little tune
I wish they'd sing my baby back home to me
The sky is crying
Look at the tears
is much too late to turn away
We started out as friends
Sign you name across my heart
I want you to be my baby
Sign your name across my heart
I
your hair, and leave the birds all of the trimmings
I am the happiest woman among all women
And the shallow
Water
Stretches as far as I can see
a corporate peepshow, dance for the camera.
They love to see us squirm and fuck one another.
Feed the babies to the furnace we breath fossil fuel, for
to get close
I'm just gonna leave 'cause baby I'm a lone ranger
Na, na, na, nana, na, na, na
Nana na, na, na, nana, na, na na (yeah I'm a lone ranger)
to me baby, I won't bite
You look so tasty, but I won't bite
Really I'm such a good kitty, don't put up fights
But if you trick me, baby, it gon' get
Screamin' man blast her brah
Now you reall askin fa
A motherfuckin massaca
WHAT!
Chorus: Baby, (Lac)
Put it on the streets and let em cook up and wiegh up
dog Glen Robinson
Don't worry about what I be in
Flow so dominate play with
Birds like I'm Donovan
Mcnabb, quick fast you'll get
Your shit tagged
Think
on the phone
I call it phone sex
Fly nigga, in the booth is my bird's nest
Mo' checks, mo' money equals mo' haters
If I walk like a ball
Player bet I score
and get
Your motherfuckin' egg cracked
Northside of Bird Streeter
Southside of Eight Baller
Posted by the green gate
Cops come we scrape on 'em
Niggas
side bet
I'm trying to kill two birds with one stone
I just grabbed two birds but one gone
I supply it well that's my clientele
I fire shells if any one
(Lil Wayne) ha i'm so cool
(Baby) yeah nigga, stand one, blow one nigga
(LW) bird man
(B) i promise you
We gon' give 'em what they want
'til they
Bird's in the trunk
We trappin' and cappin' the top floor
White in the trunk
Got it smelling like skunk
Gas, gas, they callin' up 12, we goin' mad
Here
house, trappin' out
Cashin' out, Twizzy baby, blackin' out
Actin' out, gas is out
Runnin' in, masses down, ammo round
Hoes in shirts, hand me downs
Young
means I'm Larry Bird's equivalent
To the way I do a verse he handle the ball
The same way I handle it with no pen
I call Jay Rock when I wanna dish it off
where you'll find me
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then, oh, why can't I?
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds
a-fallin'
On this little love of mine
Little flowers bloomin'
The little birds keep a-singin' tune
The little flowers bloomin'
Little birds keep-a
say "you too baby" she said "you too sweet"
Then I ask do she go both ways
She said they so say love is a two way street
I say ooh
Talk dirty, talk
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