Birdz N Beez

Party on the moon baby let's get out of here
Damn my flow is sharper than the claws on a bear
Or teeth on a tiger, I'm goin' on tear
Lucky rabbit foot inside my pocket I won by a hare
Shawty got a ass so phat it's not fair
Like a nigga in a wheelchair I'm tryin' not to stare
Life's a test, ain't got no paper
Well you're really not prepared
But that's alright 'cause if you're broke
Mmmm the money can repair (Ha!)
I was smokin' stupid ass purple rain when Prince died
I sold so many zips, I should start a clothing line
Now I'm just making hits
I put in overtime
Give a fuck 'boutcho top five
Lil' hoe I'm in the rockstar tribe

Let's smoke some weed
And sing a song
The birds and bees
Begin to talk
Let's smoke some weed
And sing a song
The birds and bees
Begin to talk

Chea!
These niggaz hatin' on support that I ain't even have
Just had da vision in my head, mental math
She tried to brainwash my dick with a spit bath
Spit shine crystal balls you can call it witchcraft
And I don't kiss and tell
But I can tell you that
The white around her lips is not a milk mustache
Ha!
And I can't call it like a cellular
I'm just out of pocket like a wallet at the register

Let's smoke some weed
And sing a song
The birds and bees
Begin to talk
Let's smoke some weed
And sing a song
The birds and bees
Begin to talk
Let's smoke some weed
And sing a song
The birds and bees
Begin to talk
Let's smoke some weed
And sing a song
The birds and bees
Begin to talk



Credits
Writer(s): Curtis Stewart-turner
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