Nada franchise
Nada shot callaz
Yea sporty thievez
Nada
A pigeon is a girl who be walking by...
My rimmed up blue red loose Spark wit five
Her feet hurt so you know she wanna ride
But she frontin' like she can't say hi
what?
Bridge:
uh oohhh yall chicks ain't gettin' nada
uh oohhh ya pussy ain't worth the ramada
uh oohhh anyway your friend looks hotter
uh oohhh game is something we got a lot of
Uh ohh
Chorus (2X):
I don't want no pigeons
Dame be them girls who gets no dubs from me
Playing the bar dumb broke
With her best friends coat
Trying to holla at me
In the front of the club, I see this girl like "yo luv"
Thought she said "thug" but she called me a scrub,
"scrub"? what?
You must be talkin' a joke, broke pigeon head freak, you lucky i
spoke,
This ain't my benz there, this's my man's yea, but this ain't my
car
like that ain't your hair
uh oohhh... pigeon take the them fake jewels off
uh oohhh... pigeon take your friend's shoes off
uh oohhh... pigeon go 'head with that crazy shyt
yall make me sick home and go fucking babysit
my big dogs goin' love this, get curtains get a brush
and scrub this, right
Bridge
yo chill cousin
These birds is ill cousin
cause they call me "scrub"
like we can't even build cousin
you trick ronalds, you ain't worth the McDonald's
throw you on the street scene make you shyt vinyls
ayo flex, shorty tried to flash me wrong
how she goin' wear sandals with nasty corns?
that'd be wrong
I wonder how you get hearts
and dirty victoria draws with the skin marks,
uh, your flat ass gets enough laughs
take you to the salon, pluck your mustache
so next time you shot gun and that bitch hittin' you wit scrub,
call that bitch a pigeon
a yo got a big dick, choose a ball
you only walked pigeon toed 'cause
ya shoes is small
you don't shop you just cruise the mall,
wit' le'press ons
frontin' wit' ya girlfriend's dress on
you birds wanna take over?
get some cash and a jenny jones make-over
broke ass bitch
I hate pigeons
dirty braid pigeons, medic-aid pigeons, section 8 pigeons
got me fed burnt
I'll tell these birds shut up
and have ya left airy double ya whole get up
go ahead with ya lame ass blow at night
throw a ripped dolla at her
tell her to put that on ya tray mats
if you got more than one baby father
ohhh yess girl we talkin' to you
if you strip all week to go clubbin'
ohhh yess girl we talkin' to you
buy a dress to front and take it back to the store
ohhh yess girl we talkin' to you
wanna smoke with me wit no money
ohhh no I don't want no
nooooo pigeonssss
nooooo pigeonssss
DJ Groove
greet ya highness, queens finest
gleams shinest
three clip street fighter
deep dish chief rydaz
I plan to shimmy the expanded Rover
passenger jokin my own whip yea thats my chauffer
I rap to ya, this my culture when I holla holla, like JA rule
you in a trance from tha godz jewelz
glance at my car drool 'round the car course
wondering damn how much the car cost
you just anotha fan applaud encore's
like when I fly through world tour's on concords
don't need no chicken drippin save that for lifting
no scrubs here strictly mo thugs dear
check the listings no pigeons, slash broke chicks
out to get rich off the next bro's shit
instead of TLC this years rebuttle c-i-g trouble
with that sporty thieves puddle came with the illest rebuttle
Bridge
Chorus