Birdz (Fly the Coup)

Lyrics

[Intro: Phonte] Uh, keep it goin', y'all Are we goin', y'all? Check it out Phontigga, from NC to Bucktown Y'all niggas gon' Duck Down this is how we do it now Yeah For my nigga Buckshot, ayo, we better make history tonight, man It's my last night as a free man She-a motherfucking be here... in the Goddamn house Tomorrow! Night! Come on! [Verse 1: Buckshot] 10 o'clock on the dot, I Make my way over to my girl's job by the shop She in the wide body drop, all black I didn't see her parked in the front so I said "Fall back" Called the cell, I heard "Call back" So I called back, like a fool I heard more bashing Then laughing on the other side Word to mother, I'm... psst Word to mother I'm, not in the mood for the rude tactics She think ahead then move backwards Let me relax kid, cause I don't wanna catch me a case Even though I could just fetch in my waist Stretch and embrace Then place this nine in your face I'm not When I think about what I could have got, I just stopped and said "Let me not get knocked by the cops" So before you get shot by the shop I play the block, cause [Hook: Keisha Shontelle & Phonte] This is crazy, baby (Uh, uh) But I just adjust to all of the changes (Yeah) Gotta move, gotta grind with purpose On my own thing dawg, and y'all broads ain't worth it, come on This is crazy, baby (Aw, yeah) But I just adjust to all of the changes Tryin' to keep control of the mic No time for all you silly hoes in my life That's how we do it [Verse 2: Phonte] Oh what the heck Let's get married and have a son named Dylan No big deal, no sweat No big meals and no checks We was struggling, and... I guess we just couldn't handle that type stress So we went our separate ways, game over like XBOX No hard feelings baby, we gave it our best shot So I hopped on a Boeing, and went back to touring and figured "What the hell, I'll just go back to hoeing" It started with this first chick, I call her the R Light skinned, looking like she should have been in DeBarge Her tit-ties was monstrous But had baby drama from another guy Otherwise, I wouldn't have squashed it And then it was this stripper chick I met in the mall Who used to send me instant messages from Dockside Dolls But now I got a new broad, who rock my world too hard And I'ma stop pimping, and her plane lands tomorrow, oh! [Hook: Keisha Shontelle & Phonte] This is crazy, baby (Uh, uh) But I just adjust to all of the changes (Yeah) Gotta move, gotta grind with purpose On my own thing, dawg, and y'all broads ain't worth it, come on This is crazy, baby (Aw, yeah) But I just adjust to all of the changes Tryin' to keep control of the mic No time for all you silly hoes in my life That's how we do it [Verse 3: Buckshot] Me and Phonte sippin' this Bombay I introduce this chick as my fiancé, can I say? She's sort of like Beyoncé, beyond paid She the boss, so she like to floss like she on stage She a flirt though (What?), you know, flirt a lot Word, sha? Blow berserk though, you heard it, word of mouth I had to cut her off, I had to cut her loose The only bird I'm rocking is a goose Fly the coup! [Bridge: Keisha Shontelle (Phonte)] You must be the man that I done heard about (What?) It's Phonte, and yeah, I see about the way you flirt around (Oh stop) So can we work it out? [Verse 4: Phonte] Yeah, I know you heard about my lying and my gambling Of hoes at the shows, all the tricking and philandering But now I'm just chilling with my nigga named Buckshot And for you girl, Help is on the Way like The Whatnauts I must not break my discipline Or wifey take me to divorce court, and have me back at the bus stop (Number 9!) Naw! [Hook: Keisha Shontelle & Phonte] This is crazy, baby (Uh, uh) But I just adjust to all of the changes (Yeah) Gotta move, gotta grind with purpose On my own thing dog, and y'all broads ain't worth it, come on This is crazy, baby (Aw, yeah) But I just adjust to all of the changes Tryin' to keep control of the mic No time for all you silly hoes in my life That's how we do it [Outro: Phonte] You may find yourself Living in a one room apartment On the other side of Marsville And you may find yourself With a Dominican house And a Dominican wife And you will ask yourself "Well... How did I get here?"