Slangin Birds lyrics

by

T.I.


[Intro]
Drumma boy (Drumma boy)

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
That's my motherf*ckin word n*gga
That's my word

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
n*ggas know I call my Porsche the baby elephant
You ain't talking money then you got speech impediment
Everything I got, I got from selling sh*t
And who I sold it to is irrelevant
Pocket full of Dead Presidents I'm good with whatever
I pull my di*k out and tell her sit where ever
I done stood on the block n*gga from 9 to 9
And I done sold a 9 at least 9 times
9 Milla, clientele Look Like Thriller
If my baby mama cheating I Hope God with her
You not iller I'm Godzilla on hard liquor
My Penny loafers had nickels... UGH

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
That's my motherf*ckin word n*gga
That's my word
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
That's my motherf*ckin word n*gga
That's my word
[Verse 2: Jeezy]
I'm slangin Chickens, I'm slangin Hawks
I take the 4 up out of the brick b*tch I can write in chalk
You know I know that white and green like a chalk board
What you doing? Just chillin look like the top board
So many chickens in the kitchen it looks like a soup
Must be some owls in this b*tch, cause I keep hearing "hoo"
This for my n*ggas cooking 9s like they chicken breasts
You know we trynna hide the six that's why the chickens dressed
I had the Lam Black and green like a Parakeet
No, I ain't tripping, put the pigeons in the Cherokee
Everything a n*gga got, I got from slanging birds
What I ain't get from slanging blocks I got from slanging words
Snow

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
That's my motherf*ckin word n*gga
That's my word
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
That's my motherf*ckin word n*gga
That's my word
[Verse 3: Yo Gotti]
I got a car, that b*tch a classic
White on red, inside out that b*tch nasty
When I pull up on them sixes, speakers blastin
Black scale white work clear plastic
And everything I got I got from selling birds
Half a brick to do a verse, I guess I am selling words
That dubbed it up
n*ggas send me dranks so they double the cup
Got two chains on, b*tch I'm icey as f*ck
2 brains on my arm that's a 100 and up
We sell dope it ain't nothing to us
New whip, new b*tch, n*gga change for what?
And where I come from n*ggas bang for none
Every n*gga in the hood gotta stand for some
Drinkin soda bakin soda I'm yammin up
In the kitchen at the table just a gram and up
My n*ggas grinding we banding up
These pussies know not to be playing with us
Work

[Verse 4: Birdman]
My bad b*tch, my money long
Car game filthy and my game strong
The kitchen hot
My block rock
My neighborhood shot cus them cars hot
n*gga on some money sh*t
Got back on that other sh*t
Came with the fame n*gga listen while you learn b*tch
Money is for show sh*t
Gettin it while we blow this b*tch
All the time we are gonna show where we are flowing b*tch
100 thousand on the watch
Living lavish off top
Neighborhood watch
Cocaine flocks
The coke game strong
Overseas phone
n*gga made it home
So we gettin it on
[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
That's my motherf*ckin word n*gga
That's my word
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
Everything that I got I got from slanging birds
That's my motherf*ckin word n*gga
That's my word
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