Baby Lyrics

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Fly Away Lyrics

f/ TQ

 

 [Baby]

 Hey

 Wassup pimp?

 Birdman motha fucker!

 

 [Baby] + (TQ)

 The financial adviser of this get money game

 It's stunna the big money man

 So loosen up your strings cause you can get shot

 The Crystal absolute on the rocks (on the rocks)

 Ey nigga I gotta stay fly money

 No baseball player I got the a-ride money

 I go to Jamaica homie and ball like a dog (ball like a dog)

 The leaf that sticky homie and fog up the car (fog up the car)

 It's nothing to the icky icky Harlem world sticky sticky

 Fifty fifty a gram raw cut dilly

 Got minks on my body cause it cost too much (cost too much)

 250 on the bird had to frost me up

 See these gangstas pimps and thugs make 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 (benzes)

 

 [Chorus: TQ]

 It's the fly away

 Fly fly away

 Or you can hit the highway

 That's the only way that we do it

 Love when we do it

 Fly away, fly away

 Fly away, fly away

 Cause we gon get you high today

 I know you wanna see how we do it

 You know how we do it

 Fly away, fly away

 

 [Baby] + (TQ)

 So get your stock up nigga

 Get our brains rapped right

 The hood fucked up cause the nigga changed like

 The birdman daddy keeps the bricks taped tight

 A hundred of them things got my chips same night

 Pull up in the Bentley with them skinny ass tires

 Ice all over cause a nigga so fly (so fly)

 ? and i'm doing what i'm doing

 If them clubs gone pop i'm getting straight to em

 Nothing on chain put them dubs on the thangs

 Wipe a nigga down bitch give a nigga brains (wipe a nigga down bitch give a nigga brains)

 Call a nigga changed ma wash a nigga range

 Bird baby down with them cardier frames

 Gucci from head to toe and stunna my name

 Make winter weather and that's my thang

 I'm iced up nigga smoke pounds of dro

 And I'm labeled as a pimp and I mack a hoe

 biatch!

 

 [Chorus: TQ]

 It's the fly away

 Fly fly away

 It's the fly away

 Or you can hit the highway

 That's the only way that we do it

 Love when we do it

 Fly away, fly away

 Fly away, fly away

 Cause we gon get you high today

 I know you wanna see how we do it

 You know how we do it

 

 [Baby] + (TQ)

 It's the world wide callin' and the boss of the ballin'

 The hood rich nigga money tall as all

 The youngers of 20 cheerin' and nobody starvin'

 Nobody borrowin' cause nobody starvin'

 Ey ey TQueezy! the dro man callin'

 Get it in the jar Jeff pense is callin'

 Buy ounce, buy pound, buy enough for the rounds by mouth

 Cause ya know how it's going down

 Dro party with the magnolia chicks

 Smoke just fly nobody givin' lips

 They all on the floor cause the brains is flying

 On the outside it's just them 20 inch tyres

 Bentley, lexus, lams & vets

 Them ragtop guccis with the smitt n wess

 Got the old school caddie's and them new school too

 Platinum mouth niggaz and them gold mouth too

 biatch!

 

 [chorus: TQ]

 It's the fly away

 Fly fly away

 It's the fly away

 Or you can hit the highway

 That's the only way that we do it

 Love when we do it

 Fly away, fly away

 Fly away, fly away

 Cause we gon get you high today

 I know you wanna see how we do it

 You know how we do it

 Fly away, fly away

 

 [voice]

 The birdman bitch

 coming to a city near you

 now how you luv that nigga

 now I know what this is

 you know what you need to do?

 you need to look on the back of your cd cover

 and get that sticker for the mom burberry g-nites

 You want to come pick them up? come pick them up on 6 and magnolia

 and holla at ya boy c-ya?

 you understand?

 and we gon holla at ya another time

 holla! biatch!