Key: Db major
Intro 1
C
Verse 1
C
(M- M- M- Murda) I got them
birds, so many birds,
it is absurd
F
C
I got them Percs, so many Percs
F
So many colors, they look like Nerds
C
When it come to numbers,
bitch, I'm a nerd
F
I'm doin' numbers, bitch, I got
Verse 2
C
birds
I got 'em hummin',
F
C
I got 'em twerkin'
I got 'em jumpin', I got a servant
F
C
F
C
I got a butler, I got a worker
Verse 3
F
I got a runner, she got a Birkin
C
I got my gun in it in case you lurkin'
First she ain't fuck with cocaine,
she converted
F
I gave her too much of the
Am
F
yay, she got nervous
C
I put my thumb in lil' bitch, she
Verse 4
C
squirting
F
C
I put some beads on her waist and her girdle
I put that ho in the air on commercial
F
Bb
I sent her all the way down
C
with them turkeys
Verse 5
C
Tiger Woods in the Sunday clothes
I sell whole birds, I don't do wings,
this ain't Buffalo, bitch
Whole bunch of vultures,
whole bunch of crows, bitch
I'm the Eagle Street Russell Crowe
Verse 6
Bb
C
I'm too cold to be a hot boy
Bb
C
And, I got birds flyin' South, boy
Yeah, I'm too bad to be a hot boy
Bb
C
I got them birds by the flock,
boy, yeah
Verse 7
Bb
F
I'm too cold to be a hot boy
Bb
F
I'm too bad to be a hot boy
Bb
F
I make them birds sing like choir boy
Fm
Free as a bird in the clouds, boy, yeah
Verse 8
F
C
Am
F
Am
Hey, I got them birds, birds, I got them birds,
F
Am
word, I got them birds
C
Am
F
I got them birds furs, get 'em and brrr,
Am
C
I made 'em, "Prr, prr"
All these birds, damn, I'm 'bout to serve,
yeah, I'm servin' them birds
Ahead of the curb, yeah,
F
I'm 'bout to swerve fast
C
Flag red as a bird
Verse 9
C
All of these feathers, damn
All these treasures,
remember to always measure
Always business, yeah, never pleasure
Am
Remember, always, never
C
F
Wings stretchin', yeah, both
Verse 10
C
directions,
yeah, always flexin'
Charge him extra, I got Big Birds,
F
C
you need Tweety, call Sylvester
Tiger Woods, I got birdies dawg
If it's a drought, it snap my finger,
all the birds gone fall
No discounts, fuck you mean? You
talkin' bird shit, dawg
Number 33, sell the jersey, yo, bitch
Verse 11
C
Bb
C
I'm too cold to be a hot boy
Got them birds flyin' South, boy
Yeah, I'm too bad to be a hot boy
Got them birds by the flock, boy, yeah
Verse 12
Bb
F
I'm too cold to be a hot boy
I'm too bad to be a hot boy
Bb
F
C
I got more birds than you got clout, boy
F
Free as a bird in the clouds, boy
Fm
I got them
Verse 13
C
birds,
F
so many birds, it is absurd
C
I got them Percs, so many Percs
F
So many colors, they look like Nerds
When it come to numbers,
C
bitch, I'm a nerd
Verse 14
I'm doin' numbers, bitch, I got birds
F
I got 'em hummin',
I got 'em twerkin'
C
I got 'em jumpin', I got a servant
F
C
I got a butler, I got a worker
Verse 15
F
I got a runner, she got a Birkin
C
I got my gun in it in case you lurkin'
First she ain't fuck with cocaine,
she converted
Am
I gave her too much of the yay,
she got nervous
C
I put my thumb in lil' bitch, she
Verse 16
squirting
F
C
I put some beads on her waist and her girdle
I put that ho in the air on commercial
F
I sent her all the way down
with them turkeys
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