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AR Paisley - Birdman Lyrics



AR Paisley - Birdman Lyrics




Aye
Aye
I see you
I see you in the back with that fatty
Uh

I don't usually dance with this money in my pants
I'm so high I don't think I wanna land
Dusse' shots getting drunk as I can
I don't want that so I pass it to my mans
It's more fun when my homies get some
Cause we don't have girls like this where I'm from
We don't have 10s like this we have ones
We didn't have money back then we had none

Gucci back pack with the Fendi Snapback
Who you trying clap at like get clapped back
When they ran into the trap where the cash at
I didn't have the cash so they asked where the stash at
Kick it like Lui Kang in this Bentley Mulsane
Cartier new frames to match my two chains
In that two door coupe thang Bruce Wayne
With a bitch on cocaine and cream like Wu-Tang
Birdman hand rub used to selling dandruff
Now I'm in a mansion I could've been in handcuffs
I'm a lil tipsy I know I don't dance much
But it's a celebration lemme pull my pants

I don't usually dance with this money in my pants
I'm so high I don't think I wanna land
Dusse' shots getting drunk as I can
I don't want that so I pass it to my mans
It's more fun when my homies get some
Cause we don't have girls like this where I'm from
We don't have 10s like this we have ones
We didn't have money back then we had none

Now its Cha Ching like a register
Take 3 more shot and trying level up
I don't see no one ahead of us
So high in the sky it ain't regular

Ouu
I don't usually dance with this money in my pants
I'm so high I don't think I wanna land
Dusse' shots getting drunk as I can
I don't want that so I pass it to my mans
It's more fun when my homies get some
Cause we don't have girls like this where I'm from
We don't have 10s like this we have ones
We didn't have money back then we had none
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English

Aye
Aye
I see you
I see you in the back with that fatty
Uh

I don't usually dance with this money in my pants
I'm so high I don't think I wanna land
Dusse' shots getting drunk as I can
I don't want that so I pass it to my mans
It's more fun when my homies get some
Cause we don't have girls like this where I'm from
We don't have 10s like this we have ones
We didn't have money back then we had none

Gucci back pack with the Fendi Snapback
Who you trying clap at like get clapped back
When they ran into the trap where the cash at
I didn't have the cash so they asked where the stash at
Kick it like Lui Kang in this Bentley Mulsane
Cartier new frames to match my two chains
In that two door coupe thang Bruce Wayne
With a bitch on cocaine and cream like Wu-Tang
Birdman hand rub used to selling dandruff
Now I'm in a mansion I could've been in handcuffs
I'm a lil tipsy I know I don't dance much
But it's a celebration lemme pull my pants

I don't usually dance with this money in my pants
I'm so high I don't think I wanna land
Dusse' shots getting drunk as I can
I don't want that so I pass it to my mans
It's more fun when my homies get some
Cause we don't have girls like this where I'm from
We don't have 10s like this we have ones
We didn't have money back then we had none

Now its Cha Ching like a register
Take 3 more shot and trying level up
I don't see no one ahead of us
So high in the sky it ain't regular

Ouu
I don't usually dance with this money in my pants
I'm so high I don't think I wanna land
Dusse' shots getting drunk as I can
I don't want that so I pass it to my mans
It's more fun when my homies get some
Cause we don't have girls like this where I'm from
We don't have 10s like this we have ones
We didn't have money back then we had none
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Writer: Amarit Rehal
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Performed By: AR Paisley
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Amarit Rehal

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