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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sporty Thievz
Sporty Thievz
Performer
Kibwe Dorsey
Kibwe Dorsey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Briggs Kevin
Briggs Kevin
Composer
Kirk Howell
Kirk Howell
Composer
Shaarod Ford
Shaarod Ford
Lyrics
Marlon Bryan
Marlon Bryan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sporty Thievz
Sporty Thievz
Producer
Ski for Roc-A-Blok Productions
Ski for Roc-A-Blok Productions
Producer
She'kspere
She'kspere
Producer
DJ Rhude
DJ Rhude
Producer
Ski
Ski
Producer
Stephen Henderson
Stephen Henderson
Executive Producer
Darien Dash
Darien Dash
Executive Producer
Manny Lecuona
Manny Lecuona
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
#NADAFranchise
#NADAShotcallers
[Verse 2]
Yeah, Sporty Thievz (Sporty Thievz)
Uh-huh, #NADA
[Verse 3]
A Pigeon is a girl who be walkin' by
My rimmed up, blue, brand new sparklin' five
Her feet hurt so you know she wanna ride
But she frontin' like she can't say hi
What?
[Verse 4]
(Uh oh)
Ya'll chicks ain't gettin' nada
(Uh oh)
Your pussy ain't worth the Ramada
(Uh oh)
Anyway your friend looks hotter
(Uh oh)
Game is somethin' we got a lot of
(Uh oh)
[Verse 5]
'Cause I don't want no Pigeons
Them be them girls
Who gets no dubs from me
Playing the bar dumb, broke
With her best friend's coat
Trying to holla at me
[Verse 6]
I don't want no Pigeons
Them be them girls
Who gets no dubs from me
Playing the bar dumb, broke
With her best friend's coat
Trying to holla at me
[Verse 7]
In the front of the club
I see this girl like, "Yo love"
Thought she said, "Thug"
But she called me a scrub
Scrub? What?
She musta tossed me a joke
Broke pigeonhead freak
You lucky I spoke!
This ain't my Benz there
It's my man's, yeah
But this ain't my car
Like that ain't your hair
(Uh-oh)
Pigeon, take them fake jewels off
(Uh-oh)
Pigeon, take your friend's shoes off
(Uh-oh)
Pigeon, the hell with that crazy shit
Ya'll make me sick
Go home and fucking babysit
My big dogs don't love this
King Kirk bitch, get a brush
Scrub this!
[Verse 8]
(Uh oh)
Ya'll chicks ain't gettin' nada
(Uh oh)
Your pussy ain't worth the Ramada
(Uh oh)
Anyway your friend looks hotter
(Uh oh)
Game is somethin' we got a lot of
[Verse 9]
Yo, chill cousin
These birds is ill cousin
'Cause they call me scrub
Like we can't even bill cousin
Trick Ronald's
You ain't worth the McDonald's
Throw you on the street team
Make you shit vinyls
Ayo Flex, shorty tried to flash me wrong
How she gonna wear sandals with nasty corns?
That be wrong
I wonder how you get hearts
In dirty Victoria draws
With the skidmarks
Uh, ya flat ass gets enough laughs
Take it to the salon
Pluck ya mustache
So next time you shotgun
And that ho bitchin'
Hittin' you with scrub
Call that bitch a Pigeon
[Verse 10]
Ayo, I got two nuts, bitch
Choose a ball
You only walk pigeon-toed
'Cause ya shoes is small
You don't shop, you just cruise the mall
No dough, with Lee Press-Ons
Frontin' with your girlfriend dress on
You birds want to take over?
Get some cash and a Jenny Jones makeover
Broke bitches
I hate Pigeons
Dirty braid Pigeons
Medicaid Pigeons
Section 8 Pigeons
Got me fed, burned
I tell these birds shut-up
And how my left ear
Be double her whole get-up
Go ahead with your lame ass
Blow at night
Throw a ripped dollar at her
Tell her put that on her train pass
[Verse 11]
If you got more than one baby father
Oh yes girl, we's talking to you
If you strip all week to go clubbing
Oh yes girl, we's talking to you
Buy a dress to front and take it back to the store
Oh yes girl, we's talking to you
Wanna smoke with me
With no money
Oh no
I don't want no
[Verse 12]
No
Pigeons
No
Pigeons
Written by: Kevin Briggs, Kirk Howell, Marlon Bryan, Shaarod Ford
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