Drake – Little Birdie Lyrics

Drake – Little Birdie Lyrics
Little Birdie
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    "Little Birdie." - Drake

    Album: ICEMAN
    Track No: 15

    Aye, aye
    Aye, what? Yeah, his-and-hers it
    I don't like goin' to Vegas, I start missin' Virgil
    He'd be sick if he was witnessin' this shit in person
    All these pussy **** trippin' like they clipped the hurdle
    All these pussy **** actin' like they Mr. Murder
    All these Arab women treat me like the Prince of Persia
    Speak on me and gain a lot, just like the dish detergent
    I put CC's on that ho just like a titty sur—
    Yeah, aye (D-D-DJ Frisco954, yeah)
    What? What? Damn
    Damn, yeah, aye, look
    A little birdie said you did me dirty
    And the story keep on gettin' worse, I'm gettin' worried
    Yeah, I'm goin' up, I'm goin' vertically
    2009, I'm lit, I told them, "Hurry up and book me"
    Yeah, hurry up and book me 'fore I charge a fortune
    Lauryn, why you actin' like I'm not important to you?
    You was there in '24 when **** shot the door in
    See you outside again, I thought your ass went corporate
    You put the ex in expensive, girl, you so annoyin'
    I used to fuck you slow, I used to leave it in
    I used to hate to tour, I ain't wanna leave again
    Now I know the truth about you and I'm free again
    Until your new man cop them tickets, you won't see me 'gain
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, what?
    Yeah, a little birdie said you did me dirty
    I be tellin' Alex Moss, "Fuck it, his-and-hers it"
    Aye, what? Yeah, his-and-hers it
    I don't like goin' to Vegas, I start missin' Virgil
    He'd be sick if he was witnessin' this shit in person
    All these pussy-**** trippin' like they clipped the hurdle
    All these pussy-**** actin' like they Mr. Murder
    All these Arab women treat me like the Prince of Persia
    Speak on me and gain a lot, just like the dish detergent
    I put CC's on that ho just like a titty surgeon
    Yeah, damn, for real
    A little birdie said you did me dirty
    How you fix your mouth to ask me if that shit would hurt me?
    Girl, you know that shit would hurt me, girl, you know it's working
    Yeah, girl, I'm goin' up, I'm goin' vertically
    You tryna bring me down, actin' like you worried 'bout me
    You know you did me wrong, askin' how I heard about it
    I said a birdie told me, damn, you did me dirty, homie
    Yeah, it's over for us, I can see the curtain closing
    Put a hurtin' on me, put a lot of burden on me
    I'm in the strip club, all these hoes converging on me
    I'm back outside in here, flirting with the thirty on me, damn
    Aye, yeah, uh
    A little birdie said you did me dirty
    And the story keep on gettin' worse, I'm gettin' worried
    Yeah, I'm goin' up, I'm goin' vertically
    2009, I'm lit, I told them, "Hurry up and book me"
    D-D-D-D-DJ Frisco954, yeah

    Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham.

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