go And I hope that some day I'll hear everyone say Is that all you got, turn it up, keep it coming ?Cause I got the words to keep the birds humming
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And I hope that some day I'll hear everyone say Is that all you've got turn it up keep it coming Cause I've got the words to keep the birds humming Well
what I'm askin' for Stop bringin' me down or I'll slam the door You're getting out of line with the Beverly Boys You start makin' the moves they start
slangin hertz. Freestylin of the hum of the birds. Fall back when I shine on my shine, two shows follow behind. It’s a fucked up vehicle. switchin my lines
[swizz beatz] Let’s get it started, get it started Let’s keep it started, keep it started Yeah, yeah, violater the album Go, go, go!! [l boogie] This
't get off cause your baby would stay up She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third lane That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain
my mind, show em', if they deny it Blow em' past me the iron Let me bite them with the bulldog made by design Niggas gon' give me mines or get in line
only stop for pedestrians, or a real real bad lesbian. Hit em with the Mac, hit em with the Tec 9, hit em with the Ruger by the intersex line. hit em
heard the hook nigga, I?m the definition of it I came my own way, been wildin? since 13 Soon niggas get in line if you wanna mirk me Lets take it to the streets Where I started
Yo, yo, yo Show out her wild side Stick out her backside If you with me, throw the diamond up one time Ladies, if you with me, just grind to the bass line
with guns start to run shit Coming from the streets, gum on long dick Get strong-armed for baggage, it's tragic, some Vietnam shit Flat-lining all you
And you'll never be as good as the Rolling Stones Watch the birds in the airport gathering dirt Crowd the clean magazine, chick lifting up her skirt Lines
a few good buddies, start a band Start a band! Start a band And all those girls that were too cool to talk to They'll be waiting in the line out back
metal detectors And there really ain't a need for a VIP section In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it Said he like my necklace, started
Cause wealth is the word Rich is round the corner from the curb Don't like what I write? Shoot me a bird [Verse 3: Big Boi] (Starts off) Tenth grade
that is Missy Elliott she lost a lot of weight Girl I heard she eats one cracker a day Oh well, I heard the bitch was married to Tim And started fucking
Throw a song on the phonograph, and Lucy start wilin' The trick start smiling, watch the loot start flying The Gucci start pilling up, she live designer plush Start lining
