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    Sporty Theives - No Pigeons

No Pigeons

Sporty Theives

Nada, Franchise Nada, Shotcallers Yeah, Sporty Thievz, Sporty Thievz Uh huh, Nada 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 Concur bitch, get a brush, and scrub this (right) Repeat 1 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 depravedass If you got more than one baby father Oh yes girl, we's talkin to you If you strip all week to go clubbin' Oh yes girl, we's talkin to you Buy a dress to front and take it back to the store Oh yes girl, we's talkin to you Wanna smoke wit me, wit no money Oh no, I don't want no No Pigeons No Pigeons (Digi' rules) Greet your highness, Queen's finest Gleam shin as three clip street fighters Deep dish Jeep riders Outlandish in they expanded rover Passenger in my own whip, yeah that's my chauffer I rap for ya, that's my culture When I holla holla like Ja Rule You in a trance from the god's jewels Glance at my car, drool Ran like the concourse Wonderin' damn, how much the car cost? Ya just another fan, applause, encores And when I fly through world tours on Concords Don't need no chicken drippin, save that for Lipton No scrubs here, strictly Mo' Thugs, dear Check the listings, no Pigeons Flat broke chicks, out to get rich off the next bro's shit Instead of TLC, you give us brotha's B.I.G. trouble We're just Sporty Thievz, huddle game with the illest rebuttal Repeat 1 Repeat 2 No Pigeons No Pigeons No Pigeons

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