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sporty thievz - no pigeonz (remix) lyrics

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note: {words surrounded like this} indicate a woman speaking

[bridge]
(uh-oh) pigeon!
{ah-ah} pigeon!
(uh-oh) pigeon!
{ah-ah} pigeon!
(uh-oh) pigeon!
{ah-ah} pigeon!
pigeon!

[verse one – king kirk]
if you independant, it’s spendid, it’s friendship
if there’s pigeons i offended? i f-ckin’ meant it
get a job? all you wanna do is have s-x
credit card scams writing bad cheques
frontin’ all out with ya mom’s slacks
them ain’t ya eyes, them is ‘contacts’
b-tch, think you cute? well time for the truth..
you ain’t at macy’s to shop, you at macy’s to boost
i got a wifey, don’t need you
that’s why we f-ck you and leave you
broke as a penny as it is
go ahead and have twenty friggin’ kids
with ya empty -ss fridge..
how you live in that empty -ss crib
{uh-ah you’ve gon’ too far with this}
too far with, you called us ‘scrubs’ you started this

[hook]
{you got some nerve, calling us birds, uh-uh, we can’t have that}
well if you ain’t no bird, what the f-ck is you mad at?
{uh-uh, we can’t have that}

[bridge]

[verse two – big dubez]
ayo, hold up, let me break it down real quick
the difference between these pigeons and real chicks
a real chick is real with it, ain’t no fakin’
a pigeon will tell you off the back: {“where you takin me?…”}
a real chick will order her food and pay for it
a pigeon will order her food and f-ck you for it
a real chick don’t care if you floss and all that
a pigeon wanna know what it costs and all that
dumb b-tch wanna sit in the front, hittin’ a blunt
dry out with you just for you sto spit in her c-nt
a real chick uses ky..
take her out, she’ll take cash out the bank to put gas in the tank
a real chick keep her dough up, never look toe up
pigeons f-ckin flow up and suck all ya dro up
front like they drink, get drunk and straight throw up
this is our year, get the f-ck outta here!

[hook]

[bridge]

[verse three – marlon brando]
ayo
if i call you a pigeon, yo i’m still hittin’
don’t know how you trickin’ kitchen cookin chicken
i don’t give a f-cking h-ll if ya leg’s beat
if you strip b-tch get me in the (?) free
sophisticated in the club looking all dumb
cow we all from the same place so we all slum
you have s-x, i know you gets hyper than that
f-ck slow jamz, let me pipe up the rap
run up in ya prada bag while you asleep
before i leave smack ya b-tt and say that you a freek
so what you want from me, money or (?)
oh you said dough? that ain’t funny you ho
if i bust a nut first, you ain’t getting (?) off
then i catch you at the club, sn-tch ya wig off
no pigeon can say, brando bullsh-t
(?) to let my pitbull hit it, wit’ it..

[bridge]

[hook]

{ah-ah}
{ah-ah}
{ah-ah}
{ah-ah}
pigeon!

[outro: to tune of “no pigeons”]
hmmmm, hmmmm, hmmmmm, hmmmmm
hmmmm, hmmmm, hmmmmm, hmmmmm



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