Birdman - Go Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Go By Birdman?
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go shawty
It's your birthday We gon' party like it's yo birthday We gon' sip Bacardi like it's your birthday And you know we don't give a f*ck It's not your birthday! Hip Hop Music Hip Hop Music You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed When I pull out up front, you see the Benz on dubs When I roll 20 deep, it's 20 knives in the club Niggas heard I f*ck with Dre, now they wanna show me love When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna f*ck But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up I see Xzibit in the cut that nigga roll that weed up If you watch how I move you'll mistake me for a playa or pimp Been hit wit a few shells but I don't walk wit a limp In the hood then the ladies saying "50 you hot" They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya I'm loco And the plan is to put the rap game in a choke hold I'm feelin' focused man, my money on my mind I got a mill out the deal and I'm still on the grind Now shawty said she feeling my style, she feeling my flow Her girlfriend wanna get bi and they ready to go You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed My flow, my show brought me the doe That bought me all my fancy things My crib, my cars, my pools, my jewels Look nigga I done came up and I ain't change. And you should love it, way more then you hate it Nigga you mad? I thought that you'd be happy I made it I'm that cat by the bar toasting to the good life You that fagot ass nigga trying to pull me back right? When my junk get to pumpin' in the club it's on I wink my eye at ya bitch, if she smiles she gone If the roof on fire, let the mother fucker burn If you talking bout money homie, I ain't concerned I'm a tell you what Banks told me cause go 'head switch the style up If the niggas hate then let 'em hate Watch the money pile up Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bub You know where we fucking be You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug if you into getting rubbed |
Who Wrote Go By Birdman?
John White, Joy Williams
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