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Jam Big Bird

so Get on up big bird To my baby, love Get on up big bird To my baby, love Get on up big bird I got to make it heard Get on up big bird I got to make

you so Get on up big bird To my baby, love Get on up big bird To my baby, love Get on up big bird I got to make it heard Get on up big bird I got to

tool You know the fucking drill How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable? Summers eve Massengill Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit 'Cause it's your God damn jam

tool You know the fucking drill How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable? Summers eve Massengill Shady's got the mass appeal, baby, crank the shit 'Cause it's your God damn jam

(Big Moe) Yeee-yeee haahee yeehaa, yeee-yaahee that nigga Big Ass Moe chillin with my partna named DeMo its on his birthday we comin through in a nigga

my main bitches call me lazy Educated birds say, "Ghost you so crazy!" There's no love to be found Cappa' slide through with the Ghost Post up like paint on walls Drip jewels, big

bat and shake up the levels from New York to Montego It's all about the lyrics, it's not about the ego Quick to make a jam and slam sound like the pro

lonely but I still won't cry It's just me, myself, and I [Chorus] I walk up on the scene with my white sneakers My big ass Levis, my big ass t-shirt

got til it's gone They paved paradise and put up a parking lot Hey farmer, farmer, put away that DDT now Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds