| Song | I Got To |
| Artist | Birdman |
| Album | Baby aka the #1 Stunna |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Carter, Thomas, Williams | |
| Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird f**king man | |
| Junior daddy - shitting on the game | |
| You probably see me sitting on the Range | |
| I'm hustling - look up in the sky it's a bird of some cain | |
| Aye, I flip it twice and I serve in the game | |
| Shout it "Ride fly, 20 birds on that thang" | |
| I say shout it "Ride high dro burn my brain" | |
| Gotta let a boy - I re-earn my thang | |
| And my five pound germ might sing | |
| A song - if you wanna sing say "Bling" | |
| And if you ever see my pa say "King" | |
| And if you ever see his son say "Weezy baby!" | |
| New prints of the Big Easy baby | |
| Ya'll niggas can't see me, but I see you lil Pha Pha baby | |
| Ya dude can't lose - I'ma spread my wings and fly away brrrr! | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Know why I stay so f**king fly? | |
| Stay dipped in every kind of ice? | |
| Big rims on every ride? | |
| Cause I got to, I got to nigga | |
| Live life you ain't gone live it twice | |
| Pop 'cris, smoke dro, and get that white | |
| Don't worry 'bout the price | |
| Cause I got you, I got to nigga | |
| [Baby] | |
| It's the king of the flyer | |
| That ride skinny tires | |
| I'm so so high and I'm so so higher | |
| Its me and Jr. that's so so fly | |
| F**k them other niggas cause they need to retire | |
| We pluck polar bear winter on my side | |
| Sitting on the swine - alligator punch-line | |
| Super stitch in my leather - pockets full of cheddar | |
| Smoke sticky, icky, icky, icky | |
| We drank absolute cristal for breakfast | |
| New whips come out - I puts it together | |
| Tell you how I do it - I change my leather | |
| No stock Blackwood with the foreign feathers | |
| And German eyes with them Gucci sweaters | |
| Bought mami the matching shit and plucked her feathers | |
| I wipe it down bitch - bird lady forever | |
| Birdman switch from Rees to (?) leather | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Baby] | |
| She was a raggedy bitch, switched her up, cleaned her life | |
| You no longer a scrub you the Birdman's wife | |
| So don't you think twice about this mink and leather shit | |
| You drive by the hood and bird shit on a bitch | |
| Drive anything you want cause you the Birdman's bitch | |
| Get anything you need and you roll with the clique | |
| Go to the club and get a front row seat | |
| Pop mo Don P just shit on a bitch | |
| See your fly now mami - used to be a dirty bitch | |
| Got all these hoes trying to ride your dick | |
| You maintain mami - you never just wild out | |
| That's why Stunna put you in that big ass house | |
| With the German floors with the wood grain side | |
| Mink on the door with the foreign G ride | |
| (?) Bird berry Gucci be a surprise | |
| No cost too high for my bitch to stay fly | |
| [Chorus 1x fades to talking] |
| zuo qu : Carter, Thomas, Williams | |
| Bitch look up in the sky it' s the bird f king man | |
| Junior daddy shitting on the game | |
| You probably see me sitting on the Range | |
| I' m hustling look up in the sky it' s a bird of some cain | |
| Aye, I flip it twice and I serve in the game | |
| Shout it " Ride fly, 20 birds on that thang" | |
| I say shout it " Ride high dro burn my brain" | |
| Gotta let a boy I reearn my thang | |
| And my five pound germ might sing | |
| A song if you wanna sing say " Bling" | |
| And if you ever see my pa say " King" | |
| And if you ever see his son say " Weezy baby!" | |
| New prints of the Big Easy baby | |
| Ya' ll niggas can' t see me, but I see you lil Pha Pha baby | |
| Ya dude can' t lose I' ma spread my wings and fly away brrrr! | |
| Chorus | |
| Know why I stay so f king fly? | |
| Stay dipped in every kind of ice? | |
| Big rims on every ride? | |
| Cause I got to, I got to nigga | |
| Live life you ain' t gone live it twice | |
| Pop ' cris, smoke dro, and get that white | |
| Don' t worry ' bout the price | |
| Cause I got you, I got to nigga | |
| Baby | |
| It' s the king of the flyer | |
| That ride skinny tires | |
| I' m so so high and I' m so so higher | |
| Its me and Jr. that' s so so fly | |
| F k them other niggas cause they need to retire | |
| We pluck polar bear winter on my side | |
| Sitting on the swine alligator punchline | |
| Super stitch in my leather pockets full of cheddar | |
| Smoke sticky, icky, icky, icky | |
| We drank absolute cristal for breakfast | |
| New whips come out I puts it together | |
| Tell you how I do it I change my leather | |
| No stock Blackwood with the foreign feathers | |
| And German eyes with them Gucci sweaters | |
| Bought mami the matching shit and plucked her feathers | |
| I wipe it down bitch bird lady forever | |
| Birdman switch from Rees to ? leather | |
| Chorus | |
| Baby | |
| She was a raggedy bitch, switched her up, cleaned her life | |
| You no longer a scrub you the Birdman' s wife | |
| So don' t you think twice about this mink and leather shit | |
| You drive by the hood and bird shit on a bitch | |
| Drive anything you want cause you the Birdman' s bitch | |
| Get anything you need and you roll with the clique | |
| Go to the club and get a front row seat | |
| Pop mo Don P just shit on a bitch | |
| See your fly now mami used to be a dirty bitch | |
| Got all these hoes trying to ride your dick | |
| You maintain mami you never just wild out | |
| That' s why Stunna put you in that big ass house | |
| With the German floors with the wood grain side | |
| Mink on the door with the foreign G ride | |
| ? Bird berry Gucci be a surprise | |
| No cost too high for my bitch to stay fly | |
| Chorus 1x fades to talking |
| zuò qǔ : Carter, Thomas, Williams | |
| Bitch look up in the sky it' s the bird f king man | |
| Junior daddy shitting on the game | |
| You probably see me sitting on the Range | |
| I' m hustling look up in the sky it' s a bird of some cain | |
| Aye, I flip it twice and I serve in the game | |
| Shout it " Ride fly, 20 birds on that thang" | |
| I say shout it " Ride high dro burn my brain" | |
| Gotta let a boy I reearn my thang | |
| And my five pound germ might sing | |
| A song if you wanna sing say " Bling" | |
| And if you ever see my pa say " King" | |
| And if you ever see his son say " Weezy baby!" | |
| New prints of the Big Easy baby | |
| Ya' ll niggas can' t see me, but I see you lil Pha Pha baby | |
| Ya dude can' t lose I' ma spread my wings and fly away brrrr! | |
| Chorus | |
| Know why I stay so f king fly? | |
| Stay dipped in every kind of ice? | |
| Big rims on every ride? | |
| Cause I got to, I got to nigga | |
| Live life you ain' t gone live it twice | |
| Pop ' cris, smoke dro, and get that white | |
| Don' t worry ' bout the price | |
| Cause I got you, I got to nigga | |
| Baby | |
| It' s the king of the flyer | |
| That ride skinny tires | |
| I' m so so high and I' m so so higher | |
| Its me and Jr. that' s so so fly | |
| F k them other niggas cause they need to retire | |
| We pluck polar bear winter on my side | |
| Sitting on the swine alligator punchline | |
| Super stitch in my leather pockets full of cheddar | |
| Smoke sticky, icky, icky, icky | |
| We drank absolute cristal for breakfast | |
| New whips come out I puts it together | |
| Tell you how I do it I change my leather | |
| No stock Blackwood with the foreign feathers | |
| And German eyes with them Gucci sweaters | |
| Bought mami the matching shit and plucked her feathers | |
| I wipe it down bitch bird lady forever | |
| Birdman switch from Rees to ? leather | |
| Chorus | |
| Baby | |
| She was a raggedy bitch, switched her up, cleaned her life | |
| You no longer a scrub you the Birdman' s wife | |
| So don' t you think twice about this mink and leather shit | |
| You drive by the hood and bird shit on a bitch | |
| Drive anything you want cause you the Birdman' s bitch | |
| Get anything you need and you roll with the clique | |
| Go to the club and get a front row seat | |
| Pop mo Don P just shit on a bitch | |
| See your fly now mami used to be a dirty bitch | |
| Got all these hoes trying to ride your dick | |
| You maintain mami you never just wild out | |
| That' s why Stunna put you in that big ass house | |
| With the German floors with the wood grain side | |
| Mink on the door with the foreign G ride | |
| ? Bird berry Gucci be a surprise | |
| No cost too high for my bitch to stay fly | |
| Chorus 1x fades to talking |