A Pigeon is a girl who be walkin' by My rimmed up blue brand new sparklin' five Her feet hurt so you know she want a ride But she frontin' like she can't say hi What?
1 - (Uh oh) Ya'll chicks ain't gettin' nada (Uh oh) Your pussy ain't worth the Ramada (Uh oh) Anyway your friend looks hotter (Uh oh) Game is somethin' we got alot a
2 - (Uh oh) Cause I don't want no Pigeons Them be them girls who gets no dubs from me Playin' the bar dumb broke wit her best friend's coat Tryin' to holler at me
I don't want no Pigeons Them be them girls who gets no dubs from me Playin' the bar dumb broke wit her best friend's coat Tryin' to holler at me
In the front of the club I see this girl like, "Yo love" Thought she said thug but she called me a scrub Scrub? What? She musta talk me a joke Broke Pigeonhead freak, you lucky I spoke This ain't my Benz there, it's my man's, yeah But this ain't my car like that ain't your hair (Uh-Oh) Pigeon, take them fake jewels off (Uh-oh) Pigeon, take your friend's shoes off (Uh-Oh) Pigeon, the hell with that crazy shit Ya'll make me sick, go home and fuckin' babysit My big dogs don't love this King Kirk bitch, get a brush, and scrub this (right)
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Yo, chill cousin, these birds is ill cousin Cause they call me scrub like we can't even bill cousin Trick Ronald's, you ain't worth the McDonalds Throw you on the street team, make you shit vinyls Hey yo Flex, shorty tried to flash me wrong How she gonna wear sandals wit nasty corns? That be wrong I wonder how you get hearts In dirty Victoria draws with the skidmarks Uh, ya flat ass gets enough laughs Take it to the salon, pluck ya mustache So next time you shotgun, and that hoe bitchin' Hittin' you a scrub, call that bitch a Pigeon
Hey yo, I got two nuts bitch, choose a ball You only walk Pigeon-toed cause ya shoes are small You don't shop, you just cruise the mall No dough, with Lee Press-Ons Frontin' with ya girlsfriend dress on You birds wanna take over? Get some cash and a Jenny Jones makeover Broke Bitches, I hate Pigeons Dirty braid Pigeons, medicaid Pigeons, Section Eight Pigeons Got me fed, burned I tell these birds Shutup And how my left ear be double her whole getup Go ahead with your lame ass, blow at night Throw a ripped dolla at her, tell her put that on her depraved ass
If you got more than one baby father Oh yes girl, we's talkin to you If you strip all week to go clubbin'
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