Låttexter: Sporty Thievz. No Pigeons (parody Of Tlc's 'no Scrubs').

Nada, Franchise
Nada, Shot Callaz
Yea, Sporty Thievez
Nada

A pigeon is a girl who be walkin' by
My rimmed up blue red loose Spark wit five
Her feet hurt so you know she wanna ride
But she frontin' like she can't say hi, what?

Uh oh, y'all chicks ain't gettin' nada
Uh oh, ya' pussy ain't worth the Ramada
Uh oh, anyway ya' friend looks hotta
Uh oh, game is somethin' we got a lotta

Uh oh, 'cuz I don't want no pigeons
Dem be dem girls who gets no dubz from me
Playin' the bar dumb broke with her best friend's coat
Tryin' to holla at me

I don't want no pigeons
Dem be dem girls who gets no dubz from me
Playin' the bar dumb broke with her best friend's coat
Tryin' to holla at me

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? You must be talkin' a joke
Broke pigeon head freak, you lucky I spoke

This ain't my Benz dere, this's my manz, yea
But this ain't my car like that ain't your hair
Uh oh, pigeon, take the dem fake jewels off
Uh oh, pigeon, take ya' friends shoes off

Uh oh, pigeon, go 'head with that crazy shit
Y'all make me sick home an' go fuckin' babysit
My big dogs gon' love this
Get curtains, bitch, get a brush an' scrub this

Uh oh, y'all chicks ain't gettin' nada
Uh oh, ya' pussy ain't worth the Ramada
Uh oh, anyway ya' friend looks hotta
Uh oh, game is somethin' we got a lotta

Yo, chill cuzins, these birds is ill cuzin'
'Cuz they call me scrub, like we can't even build cuzin'
You trick Ronalds, 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 goin' wear sandals with nasty corns?
That'd be wrong, I wonder how you get hearts
An' dirty Victoria drawers with the shit marks

Uh, ya' flat ass gets enough laughs
Take you to the salon, pluck ya' mustache
So next time you shot gun an' that ho' bitchin'
Hittin' you wit scrub, call that bitch a pigeon

Ayo, I got two nuts, bitch, choose a ball
You only walked pigeon toed 'cuz ya' shoes is small
You don't shop, you just cruise the mall
No dough, with Lee press ons, frontin' wit' ya girlfriend, dress on

You birds wanna take over?
Get some cash an' a Jenny Jones make-over
Broke bitches, I hate pigeons
Dirty braid pigeons, medic-aid pigeons, section 8 pigeons

Got me fed, burnt, I'll tell these birds, "Shut up"
An' have my left airy double ya' whole get up
Go 'head with ya' lame ass, blow at night
Throw a ripped dolla at her, tell her to put that on ya' tray pads

If you got more than one baby father
Oh yes, girl, wez talkin' to you
If you strip all week to go clubbin'
Oh yes, girl, wez talkin' to you

Buy a dress to front an' take it back to the store
Oh yes, girl, wez talkin' to you
Wanna smoke with me, wit no money?
Oh no, I don't want no

No pigeons, no pigeons