Rasaq - Birds lyrics

Ay, I pull birds my n***a I'm pullin' birds I'm pullin' birds my n***a I love birds birds birds birds Birds [Rasaq] And I'm talkin' bout the goods The ones that come in hurds, when I pull up to the curb Birds, I might let her sip some syrup Girl don't ya know, it's good for ya hips and curves Birds, and I ain't talkin' bout the kind that chirp It's the kind that's gettin' on a n***az nerves Birds, and I ain't talkin' bout the d** It's the kind that show me love, 'cause I'm rollin' on dubs Birds, some in the hood, some in the burbs Some talk country, some use proper words I get em, I hit em, I dismiss 'em Don't hug em, don't love em, I don't kiss 'em She love em, she hug em, she don't listen The j**elz glisten, call me an adittion 'cause if ya look around my sleeve, you might see two pigeons I flip em, then flick em, don't trick 'em Just trick em, she wishin', she wit 'em She wishin', she get em, she pissed n she trippin He spittin', he flippin', no trickin, no spendin, no dissin' Just send her back home, with a bent back bone Skirt the last gone, and then I'm back home Lookin' for mo to mack on, lights camera action I love birds birds birds birds I love birds birds birds birds I love birds birds birds birds