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letra de 2 birds - big toe (uk)

2 birds lyrics
[intro]
yeah, man, everybody put your drinks up
get your f-ckin’ bodies movin’
y’know what to do
get your keys ready
big toe, get to know
come on (come on)

[chorus]
t-t-t-two birds in the back of the whip when i’m turnt (yeah)
got your b-tch on my d-ck and she’s hurtin’ (come on)
no f-ckin’ about when i’m turnin’
hundred on the m-way, tyres burnin’ (come on)
that’s fast
bally and gloves when i’m takin’ out rats
out and about, got the loudest pack
got keys for the birds, yeah, you know that
(come on, mate)
two birds in the back of the whip when i’m turnt (yeah, man)
got your b-tch on my d-ck and she’s hurtin’ (no joke)
no f-ckin’ about when i’m turnin’
hundred on the m-way, tyres burnin’ (yeah, man)
yeah, that’s fast
bally and gloves when i’m takin’ out rats
out and about, got the loudest pack
got keys for the birds, yeah, you know that (yeah, man)
[verse 1]
yeah, no f-cking about
got too many birds when i’m out and about
got the boys on bikes, they’re comin’ in fast
and i ain’t no joke when it comes to a fight (no joke)
got the birds on pills going crazy (yeah, man)
flowin’ on this beat got me lazy
in the stu, [?] spliffs, it’s hazy
yeah, yeah, yeah
in a chase with a fed, going so fast
and i can’t slow down, gotta pop that
boys in blue looking just like rats
tell pc plod he can suck that
i got jacked by the feds, tell ’em “f-ck that”
can’t rest ’til they give me all that
with a bike so fast, can’t catch that

yeah man, turn it up, come on

[chorus]
t-t-t-two birds in the back of the whip when i’m turnt (yeah)
got your b-tch on my d-ck and she’s hurtin’ (come on)
no f-ckin’ about when i’m turnin’
hundred on the m-way, tyres burnin’ (come on)
that’s fast
bally and gloves when i’m takin’ out rats
out and about, got the loudest pack
got keys for the birds, yeah, you know that
(come on)
two birds in the back of the whip when i’m turnt
got your b-tch on my d-ck and she’s hurtin’
no f-ckin’ about when i’m turnin’
hundred on the m-way, tyres burnin’
yeah, that’s fast
bally and gloves when i’m takin’ out rats
out and about, got the loudest pack
got keys for the birds, yeah, you know that
[verse 2]
yeah, swingin’ left and right
in a fourty doing eighty every single night
just had a key, now i’m feelin’ alright
going so fast, just passed five red lights
yeah, man, don’t pull me over
got flashed by a fed for stealin’ a rover
can’t take a test, ’cause i’m not sober
don’t get in my way or i’ll run you over

got a big boy rambo, ready to chop
don’t f-ck with me, or you’ll lose a lot
can’t stand the feds, they need to get shot
been workin’ hard ’cause i need a yacht
yeah, this a big boy track
no f-ckin’ about, we’ll hit it from the back
been graftin’ a shift in that cali pack
don’t f-ck about or you’ll get a smack

[outro]
big toe, get to know

- big toe uk

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