Tonalità: Db major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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(M- M- M- Murda) I got them
birds, so many birds,
it is absurd
Ab
Eb
I got them Percs, so many Percs
Ab
So many colors, they look like Nerds
Eb
When it come to numbers,
bitch, I'm a nerd
Ab
I'm doin' numbers, bitch, I got
Verse 2
Eb
birds
I got 'em hummin',
Ab
Eb
I got 'em twerkin'
I got 'em jumpin', I got a servant
Ab
Eb
Ab
Eb
I got a butler, I got a worker
Verse 3
Ab
I got a runner, she got a Birkin
Eb
I got my gun in it in case you lurkin'
First she ain't fuck with cocaine,
she converted
Ab
I gave her too much of the
Cm
Ab
yay, she got nervous
Eb
I put my thumb in lil' bitch, she
Verse 4
Eb
squirting
Ab
Eb
I put some beads on her waist and her girdle
I put that ho in the air on commercial
Ab
Db
I sent her all the way down
Eb
with them turkeys
Verse 5
Eb
Tiger Woods in the Sunday clothes
I sell whole birds, I don't do wings,
this ain't Buffalo, bitch
Whole bunch of vultures,
whole bunch of crows, bitch
I'm the Eagle Street Russell Crowe
Verse 6
Db
Eb
I'm too cold to be a hot boy
Db
Eb
And, I got birds flyin' South, boy
Yeah, I'm too bad to be a hot boy
Db
Eb
I got them birds by the flock,
boy, yeah
Verse 7
Db
Ab
I'm too cold to be a hot boy
Db
Ab
I'm too bad to be a hot boy
Db
Ab
I make them birds sing like choir boy
Abm
Free as a bird in the clouds, boy, yeah
Verse 8
Ab
Eb
Cm
Ab
Cm
Hey, I got them birds, birds, I got them birds,
Ab
Cm
word, I got them birds
Eb
Cm
Ab
I got them birds furs, get 'em and brrr,
Cm
Eb
I made 'em, "Prr, prr"
All these birds, damn, I'm 'bout to serve,
yeah, I'm servin' them birds
Ahead of the curb, yeah,
Ab
I'm 'bout to swerve fast
Eb
Flag red as a bird
Verse 9
Eb
All of these feathers, damn
All these treasures,
remember to always measure
Always business, yeah, never pleasure
Cm
Remember, always, never
Eb
Ab
Wings stretchin', yeah, both
Verse 10
Eb
directions,
yeah, always flexin'
Charge him extra, I got Big Birds,
Ab
Eb
you need Tweety, call Sylvester
Tiger Woods, I got birdies dawg
If it's a drought, it snap my finger,
all the birds gone fall
No discounts, fuck you mean? You
talkin' bird shit, dawg
Number 33, sell the jersey, yo, bitch
Verse 11
Eb
Db
Eb
I'm too cold to be a hot boy
Got them birds flyin' South, boy
Yeah, I'm too bad to be a hot boy
Got them birds by the flock, boy, yeah
Verse 12
Db
Ab
I'm too cold to be a hot boy
I'm too bad to be a hot boy
Db
Ab
Eb
I got more birds than you got clout, boy
Ab
Free as a bird in the clouds, boy
Abm
I got them
Verse 13
Eb
birds,
Ab
so many birds, it is absurd
Eb
I got them Percs, so many Percs
Ab
So many colors, they look like Nerds
When it come to numbers,
Eb
bitch, I'm a nerd
Verse 14
I'm doin' numbers, bitch, I got birds
Ab
I got 'em hummin',
I got 'em twerkin'
Eb
I got 'em jumpin', I got a servant
Ab
Eb
I got a butler, I got a worker
Verse 15
Ab
I got a runner, she got a Birkin
Eb
I got my gun in it in case you lurkin'
First she ain't fuck with cocaine,
she converted
Cm
I gave her too much of the yay,
she got nervous
Eb
I put my thumb in lil' bitch, she
Verse 16
squirting
Ab
Eb
I put some beads on her waist and her girdle
I put that ho in the air on commercial
Ab
I sent her all the way down
with them turkeys
Outro 1
It's Tiger Woods
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