I Got To Lyrics - Birdman - Birdman

[Lil Wayne] 

Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking 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! 

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[Chorus] 

Know why I stay so fucking 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 

Fuck 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 

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[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]