what I feel (do what I do) Feel what I feel Feel what I feel (do what I do) What do I do? Feel what I feel (do what I do) Going away What do I feel
lady But I don't see her She wants to be my lady But I'm a free bird I gotta be by myself, gotta be by myself this time I gotta fly by myself, go get
a balla mami do what we do Pimp game wear big rings Birdman drive a red Range [Chorus: Baby] Pretty lady go on do dat dance Pretty lady go on do dat
the world go round (gangstas, pimps and thugs) Ride for uptown and till they lay you down Birdman with them big chips with the bird lady and the benzes
I'm coming as fast as I can Rims spinnin' like "rooaaaww" like I'm a North Carolina man Well I can do the do's on deuce 22's So make a mother fucker
what is in () is what is being said in tha back ground... Some of the words i DON'T know and IF YOU DO PLEASE TELL ME Let's get down [Baby:] Birdman! (lady's and
I ended up like this I wait for God to give me strength, I'ma fight this I refuse to bend down cuz I'm young and wild Do or die that's this young nigga
killa, uh, but what, uh [verse 1] mami all on me cause i'm touchin' her belly i'm on butter pirelli's wit' purple and yellow, hello thats butter and jelly i
on the tombstone, write on it, "Told you so" Check my portfolio, I was poor then rose to dough KNow what I'm about in a drought I score, overflow I'm
!) And they like when I do it (jeah), they like when I move it (jeah) They like when I work it, they like when I hurt it I stay icy on purpose, like icy
I'm like "Sure" but, if it's about dough I'm like "Sure 'nuff" I'm from the bird bunch, Birdman Jr. you niggaz bird lunch I see your lips moving but
hand and look back on our youth I will be strong. Times I might not I'm only human I could push you away I could say I don't want you no more I could
' cause we do it like a boss. Now, I gotta catch my breath, When they give her a call I won't let myself. Cause these feelings have no feelins before that I
I....I I'm going to keep it gangster I'm going to make it hot If you feeling like I do, then people throw your hands up Say I.....I You want to dance
way Say I....I I'm going to keep it gangster Ima make it hot If you feeling like I do, then people throw your hands up Say I.....I You want to dance
get away. I'm trussed and bound like an oven ready bird But I bleed without dying and won't say a word. Slice my flesh and I'll ride the scar, Put me
is so choice Lame nigga, I flame niggaz whoever came wit'cha I got retire out the game figures But I'ma stay and hit'cha, no I'm not playin wit'cha Yachts
bitchin' I'll bring the diesel, won't see the Fu-Schnickens And I don't trust a hoe, that's mother to baby mother motherfucker, you look like a lady lover I