Jeezy - Birds Could Talk lyrics
Young Jeezy [Jay Wayne Jenkins] Columbia, South Carolina, U.S.🇺🇸
[Jeezy - Birds Could Talk lyrics]
If them birds could talk
If them birds could talk
If them birds could talk
If them birds could talk
I got a call from my nigga
He say them pigeons is in
I’m on my way, say no more
Hey matter fact hold me ten
Hopped in my lowkey Grand Prix
Hey I ain’t blinking, i’m focused
Had an adrenaline rush
I can envision them potions
Look like a scene off of blow
Some shit from behind the scenes
Shit gone make channel five
Cover of magazine
Got the front yard looking like a dealership
Like a Gallardo, came with the membership
Million dollar house and not a couch in sight
Must’ve seen 100 unit's
Not an ounce in sight
If you think that’s motivation
Let me give you more
Millions stacked up like an air mattress
They must sleep on the floor
We on top of the world
Feel like nothing can stop us
Type shit that had DEA across
The street with binoculars
It’s so much blow in this bitch
You’ll catch a contact from breathing
So much paper in this bitch
You’ll think that these niggas reading
They got that Pac on blast
Duffel bags on bags
It’s like those Nextels keep chirping
You got to see this in person
Ain’t got a lot of your homes
Niggas on satellite phones
Now who the fuck do you know
That turn the satellite on
I’m talking shit with the drums
It’s like the clip got extensions
So many blunts in the air
Look like a swisher convention
If that ain’t motivation well let
Me give you some more
Paper stacked like air mattress
They all must sleep on the floor
If them birds could talk
If them birds could talk
If them birds could talk
I got a call from my nigga
He say them pigeons is in
I’m on my way, say no more
Hey matter fact hold me ten
Hopped in my lowkey Grand Prix
Hey I ain’t blinking, i’m focused
Had an adrenaline rush
I can envision them potions
Look like a scene off of blow
Some shit from behind the scenes
Shit gone make channel five
Cover of magazine
Got the front yard looking like a dealership
Like a Gallardo, came with the membership
Million dollar house and not a couch in sight
Must’ve seen 100 unit's
Not an ounce in sight
If you think that’s motivation
Let me give you more
Millions stacked up like an air mattress
They must sleep on the floor
We on top of the world
Feel like nothing can stop us
Type shit that had DEA across
The street with binoculars
It’s so much blow in this bitch
You’ll catch a contact from breathing
So much paper in this bitch
You’ll think that these niggas reading
They got that Pac on blast
Duffel bags on bags
It’s like those Nextels keep chirping
You got to see this in person
Ain’t got a lot of your homes
Niggas on satellite phones
Now who the fuck do you know
That turn the satellite on
I’m talking shit with the drums
It’s like the clip got extensions
So many blunts in the air
Look like a swisher convention
If that ain’t motivation well let
Me give you some more
Paper stacked like air mattress
They all must sleep on the floor