Birds Could Talk

If them birds could talk If them birds could talk If them birds could talk If them birds could talk I got a call from my nigga, he say them pigeons is in I'm on my way, say no more, hey matter fact hold me ten Hopped in my lowkey Grand Prix, hey I ain't blinking, I'm focused Had an adrenaline rush, I can envision them potions Look like a scene off of blow, some shit from behind the scenes Shit gone make channel five, cover of [?] magazine Got the front yard looking like a dealership Like a Gallardo, came with the membership Million dollar house and not a couch in sight Must've seen 100 units, not an ounce in sight If you think that's motivation, let me give you more Millions stacked up like an air mattress, they must sleep on the floor If them birds could talk If them birds could talk If them birds could talk If them birds could talk We on top of the world, feel like nothing can stop us Type shit that had DEA across the street with binoculars It's so much blow in this bitch, you'll catch a contact from breathing So much paper in this bitch, you'll think that these niggas reading They got that Pac on blast, duffel bags on bags It's like those [?] keep chirping, you got to see this in person Ain't got a lot of your homes, niggas on satellite phones Now who the fuck do you know that turn the satellite on I'm talking shit with the drums, it's like the clip got extensions So many blunts in the air, look like a swisher convention If that ain't motivation well let me give you some more Paper stacked like air mattress, they all must sleep on the floor If them birds could talk If them birds could talk If them birds could talk If them birds could talk