Birds — текст песни (Rasaq)

Ay, I pull birds my nigga
I`m pullin` birds
I`m pullin` birds my nigga
I love birds birds birds birds
Birds

[Rasaq]
And I`m talkin` bout the goods
The ones that come in hurds, when I pull up to the curb
Birds, I might let her sip some syrup
Girl don`t ya know, it`s good for ya hips and curves
Birds, and I ain`t talkin` bout the kind that chirp
It`s the kind that`s gettin` on a niggaz nerves
Birds, and I ain`t talkin` bout the drugs
It`s the kind that show me love, cuz I`m rollin` on dubs
Birds, some in the hood, some in the burbs
Some talk country, some use proper words
I get em, I hit em, I dismiss `em
Don`t hug em, don`t love em, I don`t kiss `em
She love em, she hug em, she don`t listen
The jewelz glisten, call me an adittion
Cuz if ya look around my sleeve, you might see two pigeons
I flip em, then flick em, don`t trick `em
Just trick em, she wishin`, she wit `em
She wishin`, she get em, she pissed n she trippin
He spittin`, he flippin`, no trickin, no spendin, no dissin`
Just send her back home, with a bent back bone
Skirt the last gone, and then I`m back home
Lookin` for mo to mack on, lights camera action

I love birds birds birds birds
I love birds birds birds birds
I love birds birds birds birds