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Ton'e Major - Birdie Lyrics



Ton'e Major - Birdie Lyrics




XXX-Xeno Carr

Bitch I've been rich way before the money
Reincarnated king
Tell em go unwrap the mummy
Blood it's all we planned it nigga
F*ck my f*cking competition nigga
Better keep ya f*cking distance nigga
Better stay the f*ck away from me
Bitch I'm Outchea making celery
Ion need nobody telling me
That I can't do it
I'm squeezing this tooly harder
Than my dick
For stupid niggas actin foolish nigga
Mama told me keep my family close
But family always seem to play the most
Do this for my wife and kids and bros
Just so you know we outchea flipping birdies

Birdies
Aye
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that
AAAHHH
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that
Wooh
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Thank the lord for another day
Could've been dead as we speak
But God got something covered over me
All these f*cking trials and tribulations
Satan's tryna take my soul now
The Devils really tryna get it hmm
Satan's really tryna take mines
Y'all was waiting for the bass line
Man this gangsta shit take time
Used to be that nigga that didn't take time
Til I started seeing what my time made
I remember not eating for 5 days
Sleeping in my Hyundai Santa Fe
Government took my son away from me
So it's F*ck them niggas til I die
Bitch I'm Blooded like a muhf*cka
Bounty Hunta to the mothaf*ckin hunted
Erthing that you've said you done
Man I f*cking did
Blood you so redundant
Just a f*cking dummy
Huh
Pussy ass nigga ain't getting them ends
Yea yea
Tryna flex up like he riding in a muhf*cking Benz
Tryna be something you not
Flashing hard with them diamonds I might run in ya spot
If you move pistol might pop
If you move pistol might pop
It go pop, pop, pop, pop
And Got damn
Ran in ya spot and I chose on ya girly
Yea
Looked in ya stash now we flipping ya birdies

Birdies
Aye
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that
AAAHHH
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that
Wooh
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
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XXX-Xeno Carr

Bitch I've been rich way before the money
Reincarnated king
Tell em go unwrap the mummy
Blood it's all we planned it nigga
F*ck my f*cking competition nigga
Better keep ya f*cking distance nigga
Better stay the f*ck away from me
Bitch I'm Outchea making celery
Ion need nobody telling me
That I can't do it
I'm squeezing this tooly harder
Than my dick
For stupid niggas actin foolish nigga
Mama told me keep my family close
But family always seem to play the most
Do this for my wife and kids and bros
Just so you know we outchea flipping birdies

Birdies
Aye
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that
AAAHHH
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that
Wooh
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Thank the lord for another day
Could've been dead as we speak
But God got something covered over me
All these f*cking trials and tribulations
Satan's tryna take my soul now
The Devils really tryna get it hmm
Satan's really tryna take mines
Y'all was waiting for the bass line
Man this gangsta shit take time
Used to be that nigga that didn't take time
Til I started seeing what my time made
I remember not eating for 5 days
Sleeping in my Hyundai Santa Fe
Government took my son away from me
So it's F*ck them niggas til I die
Bitch I'm Blooded like a muhf*cka
Bounty Hunta to the mothaf*ckin hunted
Erthing that you've said you done
Man I f*cking did
Blood you so redundant
Just a f*cking dummy
Huh
Pussy ass nigga ain't getting them ends
Yea yea
Tryna flex up like he riding in a muhf*cking Benz
Tryna be something you not
Flashing hard with them diamonds I might run in ya spot
If you move pistol might pop
If you move pistol might pop
It go pop, pop, pop, pop
And Got damn
Ran in ya spot and I chose on ya girly
Yea
Looked in ya stash now we flipping ya birdies

Birdies
Aye
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that
AAAHHH
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that
Wooh
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Yea
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
Making this money
We flipping that Birdie
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Writer: antonio english
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