[Lil Wayne]
  Bitch look up in the sky it's the bird fucking man
  Junior daddy - shitting on the game
  You probably see me sitting on the Range
  I'm hustling - look up in the sky it's a bird of some cain
  Aye, I flip it twice and I serve in the game
  Shout it "Ride fly, 20 birds on that thang"
  I say shout it "Ride high dro burn my brain"
  Gotta let a boy - I re-earn my thang
  And my five pound germ might sing
  A song - if you wanna sing say "Bling"
  And if you ever see my pa say "King"
  And if you ever see his son say "Weezy baby!"
  New prints of the Big Easy baby
  Ya'll niggas can't see me, but I see you lil Pha Pha baby
  Ya dude can't lose - I'ma spread my wings and fly away brrrr!
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  Know why I stay so fucking fly?
  Stay dipped in every kind of ice?
  Big rims on every ride?
  Cause I got to, I got to nigga
    Live life you ain't gone live it twice
  Pop 'cris, smoke dro, and get that white
  Don't worry 'bout the price
  Cause I got you, I got to nigga
    [Baby]
  It's the king of the flyer
  That ride skinny tires
  I'm so so high and I'm so so higher
  Its me and Jr. that's so so fly
  Fuck them other niggas cause they need to retire
  We pluck polar bear winter on my side
  Sitting on the swine - alligator punch-line
  Super stitch in my leather - pockets full of cheddar
  Smoke sticky, icky, icky, icky
  We drank absolute cristal for breakfast
  New whips come out - I puts it together
  Tell you how I do it - I change my leather
  No stock Blackwood with the foreign feathers
  And German eyes with them Gucci sweaters
  Bought mami the matching shit and plucked her feathers
  I wipe it down bitch - bird lady forever
  Birdman switch from Rees to (?) leather
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    [Baby]
  She was a raggedy bitch, switched her up, cleaned her life
  You no longer a scrub you the Birdman's wife
  So don't you think twice about this mink and leather shit
  You drive by the hood and bird shit on a bitch
  Drive anything you want cause you the Birdman's bitch
  Get anything you need and you roll with the clique
  Go to the club and get a front row seat
  Pop mo Don P just shit on a bitch
  See your fly now mami - used to be a dirty bitch
  Got all these hoes trying to ride your dick
  You maintain mami - you never just wild out
  That's why Stunna put you in that big ass house
  With the German floors with the wood grain side
  Mink on the door with the foreign G ride
  (?) Bird berry Gucci be a surprise
  No cost too high for my bitch to stay fly
    [Chorus 1x fades to talking]