Joey Trap - BIRDIES

Lyrics

Had to keep the birdies in the basement
Feds came through, we ain't say shit
Go and get it now 'cause I ain't patient
Henny and a woman, never chase it
Nigga, it get chilly where we from
I know you ain't really got a drum
I be with your shorty goin' dumb, uh
I just popped a pilly, goin' numb, uh
Ridin' in a Beamer and it's stolen
 on my pockets gettin' swolen
Money got your baby mama open
Had to get my cuban all golden
Opps outside, it ain't safe, uh
Chops on ride for the case, uh
Fuck it, keep a Glock just in case, uh
Closed casket, hit his face, uh
I don't mean to talk about the violence
But I'd rather do it than be silent, uh
I be in the jungle with the lions
Hatin' on the gang, a nigga firin'

Henny out the bottle, I don't pour up
I be with the keys, like Sora
Chillin' with the apes, like Dora
You gon' need a tune, like Lara
Fuck it, take a flight 
I might have to buss it 'cause your shorty is a thot, ho'
I ain't got a limit, feel like five-o
I'm already spinnin', so I'm yellin', "Bitch, swallow"

Had to keep the birdies in the basement
Feds came through, we ain't say shit
Go and get it now 'cause I ain't patient
Henny and a woman, never chase it
Nigga, it get chilly where we from
I know you ain't really got a drum
I be with your shorty goin' dumb, uh
I just popped a pilly, goin' numb, uh
Ridin' in a Beamer and it's stolen
 on my pockets gettin' swolen
Money got your baby mama open
Had to get my cuban all golden
Opps outside, it ain't safe, uh
Chops on ride for the case, uh
Fuck it, keep a Glock just in case, uh
Closed casket, hit his face, uh
I don't mean to talk about the violence
But I'd rather do it than be silent, uh
I be in the jungle with the lions
Hatin' on the gang, a nigga firin'