Fredo Santana
Текст песни Bird Talk

You got them birds for them low
For them low
Birds, birds, bird talk, bird talk
Bird talk, bird talk, bird talk
Bird talk, bird talk, brrr
Bird talk, bird talk, bird talk
Bird talk, bird talk, bird talk

Roll the wrist like this
Gotta bird talk, bird
Gotta bird talk, bird
You gotta bird talk, bird
You gotta bird talk
Expressive kicks like this
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
Dry whips like this
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gonna bitch like this
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk

Bird talking with them pigeons
Make them bitches fly to ya
Looking like the police
Imma have to lie to ya
Wanna call me rope boy
You don't wanna die, do ya?
And they killing
Everybody's riding with ya
She no got no pistol
We solving all these issues
And he feel we play with missiles
And these niggers solve this tissue
You cyrus go have workers
Bad bitch the newer order
We kidnap your daughter
Got your case, I call my lawyer
Call up popping
Replace my fucking order
Everything is good and low
She get across the border
Border 44, throwing hem ass for the court
Quarter 40 for a hoe, and them ass fort a quarter
Last week I'm in a club in Minnesota
All white four whips, same color code
All white four whips, same color coca
I know this very thing
She's the very mass murder

Roll the wrist like this
Gotta bird talk, bird
Gotta bird talk, bird
You gotta bird talk, bird
You gotta bird talk
Expressive kicks like this
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
Dry whips like this
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gonna bitch like this
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk

It's Fredo September
Mr... in the kitchen
I got what you want
Astro chicken with them biscuits
Just call my phone
Man you know that I deliver
I work big shit
If it wasn't for my whippet
Bitches see me getting money and they wanna kick it
My name is very calm and I think it froze...
A nigger try me?
Then he must have fucking lost it
I got goons, I got goons
Better push you in the conference
Bad...then I put it in the soda
Bad couple kids then I need some baking soda
I got toasters, I got shooters
Better put you on a poster
My girl in my hand man all you's a coaster
One time doing his side of Toyota
Scoring when I'm shooting
Just like I'm supposed to
Side squad, man these pussies can't control
Savage squad, man your bitch wanna know

Roll the wrist like this
Gotta bird talk, bird
Gotta bird talk, bird
You gotta bird talk, bird
You gotta bird talk
Expressive kicks like this
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
Dry whips like this
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gonna bitch like this
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk
You gotta bird talk