So Fly lyrics

by

Birdman


[Hook: Chop]
We still up in the club popping bottles like water
All the girls showing us love
We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y [X2]

[Verse 1: Birdman]
We flew in jets and g-floors with the chest on the floor n*gga blowing out the pound n*gga
Paper chasing with this money on my mind n*gga
Going to the club let me rain on these hoes n*gga
And the shoes they be crack-a-gator style n*gga
Alligator style n*gga, 2000 a heel n*gga
And my shawty she love Roberto Cavalli n*gga
She ride real fly n*gga
f*ck with big time n*ggas
And yeah, I said we kept in boxes n*gga
We know how to get it n*gga
Know to spend it n*gga
And yeah cause now-a-days we gotta n*gga
We blowin on the spendage n*gga
Rolling in the bentley n*gga
Yeah we let em shop till they pop
n*gga pop till they drop
n*gga thats how we do it n*gga
b*tch, we get this money like its runnin
Cause these hoes keep on comin n*gga
Thats how we do it n*gga
[Hook: Chop]
We still up in the club popping bottles like water
All the girls showing us
Love
We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y
[X2]

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Yeah n*gga, yeah
I say we at it again n*gga
We back on the grind
With them thangs gone for 10 n*gga
And yeah, the homie out from the pen n*gga
Who gave me the game, so I ticked it in the wind n*gga
And yeah, we hit the club in a benz n*gga
We know about them hoes
And we know about they friends n*gga
And yeah
We pop one and we in n*gga
We headed to the telly, then we all in the win n*gga
sh*t, we paper chasin again n*gga
Then pull out the fold n*gga
Millionaire been n*gga
And sh*t, thats when Atlanta come in n*gga
Them wings comin out when they oughta come in n*gga
And yeah
We get it down
We blowin out the pound n*gga
Represent the town n*gga
And sh*t, we world-wide, we get down
We pitchin off the mound
Got the game off the ground
[Hook ]
We still up in the club popping bottles like water
All the girls showing us love
We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y [X2]

[Verse 3:Birdman]
n*gga, look
We poppin bottles in here n*gga
Its 4 in the mornin and them hoes still in here
And sh*t, we book a table for little friends
We burned em down, and we g'd em in yeah
And n*gga, we know the game of hustle n*gga
We stay on the grind n*gga
Its some'n new every year
And yeah, like Big G and Derek did
And im a two-stunner, I'mma shine 'fore I marry ya
And yeah, I know some haitians and dread n*ggas
n*gga that know about the cash flow
And n*gga, we big tymers in fast lanes
Neighborhood game n*gga, we know how to get doe
And n*gga, we do it big in the range n*gga
We rockin that bling n*gga
And everyday blowin droe
And yeah, I smack a b*tch with some change n*gga
For spittin her game n*gga
With 10 g's on the low
[Hook ]
We still up in the club popping bottles like water
All the girls showing us love
We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y [X2]

[Verse 4: Birdman]
b*tch you better not step on my whites
In the club tonight
Or b*tch we gon' fight
Cause I'm fulla that purple that lean
If you went for my section
You ain't comin in between
I'm so fly-y-y-y-y-y-y
I'm so fly-y-y-y-y-y-y

So b*tch you better not step on my whites
In the club tonight
Or b*tch we gon' fight
Cause I'm fulla that purple that lean
If you went for my section
You ain't comin in between
I'm so fly-y-y-y-y-y-y
I'm so fly-y-y-y-y-y-y

[Hook ]
We still up in the club popping bottles like water
All the girls showing us love
We so fly-y-y-y-y, we still fly-y-y-y-y

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