Fredo Santana - Bird Talk Lyrics
[Hook]You want a wrist like this[You gotta bird talk x3]Expensive kicks like this[You gotta bird talk x3]Drive whips like this[You gotta bird talk x3]You want a ***** like this[You gotta bird talk x3][Verse 1]Bird talking with them pigeonsMake them *****es fly to youLooking like the policeI'mma have to lie youRun up on me wrong boyYou don't wanna die do you?Them shooters at your headAnd they killing everybody thats riding with youGino got the pistol and we solving all these issuesIn the field we play with missiles and these niggas soft as tissueSavage squad records man this the new world orderAnd we kidnap your daughter catch a case i call my lawyerCall up Pablo and place my *****ing orderEvery-things good as long as he get em cross the border40 for a whole and them halves for a quarter x2Last week i met a plug in Minnesota [all white foreign whips same color coca x2]I know this one fiend she a very mad snorter[Hook][Verse 2]Fredo Santana mr chef up in the kitchenGot what u want extra chickens with them biscuitsCall my phone man u know that i deliverI wouldn't be shit if it wasn't for my whipping*****es see me getting money and they wanna kick itMy neck is very cold man i think its frost bittenNigga try me then he must of *****ing lost itI got goons i got goons that will put u in a coffinBuy a pint a lean then i put it in the sodaBuy a couple keys then i need some baking sodaI got toasters i got shooters that will put u on a posterKeep my gun in my hand man i dont use a holsterWar time, doing hits out a ToyotaScoring when im shootin', just like I'm 'spose toSavage squad man these pussies can't control usSavage squad man your ***** want to know us[Hook]
