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letra de birds - mxgriff

[intro]
ah, yeah, like this
baller, what you cookin’ bro? (baller, baller, what you cookin’ bro?)
(hey) oh, oh, oh, whoa

[pre-chorus]
let’s forget about your past, ain’t got sh-t to do with this
really tryna brag, but you wrapped around this d-ck? (i’m not really tryna brag)
all these b-tches gon’ be mad ’cause i’m what they couldn’t get
don’t believe in all them rumors for them birds, they some pigeons, oh

[chorus]
and i’m like, “wake up,” aye, “what your plans?”
they tell me they know i’m the man
they gon’ wait us, yes, i’m talkin’ ’bout your friends
please, don’t let ’em get between us, that’s a warnin’ in advance
i’m like, “wake up,” aye, “what your plans?”
they tell me they know i’m the man
they gon’ wait us, yes, i’m talkin’ ’bout your friends
please, don’t let ’em get between us, that’s a warnin’ in advance, oh

[verse]
i’m like, “there he go,” he be all up in the business
i don’t play, though, so i draw the line just like i’m finished
feel like tato, before the bullsh-t started, i really k!lled it
i be there when you up and when you down and in your feelings, oh
come to my place, i’m not your man, but i am the man
you got potential, wifey lil’ type, i might have some plans that she not a fan of
she know me as different from others
she hit me, blind side, and i never recover
how come lil’ baby, she came with the covers?
i’m braggin’ and tellin’ my brothers, oh
like chanel up on her bed
lil’ mama, she do it the best
she don’t even got a ass
i call it the truest suspect
know these n-ggas’ steady mad (mad)
’cause all they do is chat
jp action tryna gas
tell they ass to worry less, oh
what’s that you’re doing? you’re popping your b-tches so bad that she turn other b-tches to options
n-ggas be trippin’ and talkin’, tryna spread out what you got, but your pictures atop
d-mn, put that sh-t right in the car
yeah, that sh-t is dead
all them old b-tches always comment, for real
[pre-chorus]
she said forget about your past, ain’t got sh-t to do with this
really tryna brag, but this p-ssy got you whip?
all them n-ggas gon’ be mad ’cause i’m what they couldn’t get
forget about them rumors for them birds, they some pigeons, oh
let’s forget about your past, ain’t got sh-t to do with this
really tryna brag, but you wrapped around this d-ck?
all these b-tches gon’ be mad ’cause i’m what they couldn’t get
don’t believe in all them rumors for them birds, they some pigeons, oh

- mxgriff

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