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Birds of a Feather Video (MV)




Performed By: Kozy
Language: English
Length: 1:46
Written by: Jamie Baly




Kozy - Birds of a Feather Lyrics
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I'm with my dogs like Cruella this summer
In the house 'cause your man, what a bummer
She don't want love from a thug, she's a runner
I could Dior the bag if you wanna...
When off the 'migos, I start talking fly shit
It's a stick in the whip when I'm driving
Passenger princess, just pretty & quiet
Please don't talk to me, she could be violent
She's just pretty and quiet
God, I'm so happy she's my bitch
She don't be in the way, she so private
And that ass from her mom, she ain't buy it
She hate niggas, for me she be smiling...
Birds of a feather, they all flock together
But they can't compete, she the flyest
Honestly, I think it's perfect timing
I'm off the Perky, I'm wilding
Lemon drops hit her spot, I can dive in
Get her wet, make her pop like a hydrant
In that uh-uh, I act like a tyrant
I be beating it up, I be fighting
She's a model, her body I'm climbing
Ask me if she's my baby like 'The Scientist'.
She's just pretty and quiet
God, I'm so happy she's my bitch
She don't be in the way, she so private
And that ass from her mom, she ain't buy it
She hate niggas, for me she be smiling...
Birds of a feather, they all flock together
But they can't compete, she the flyest
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English

I'm with my dogs like Cruella this summer
In the house 'cause your man, what a bummer
She don't want love from a thug, she's a runner
I could Dior the bag if you wanna...
When off the 'migos, I start talking fly shit
It's a stick in the whip when I'm driving
Passenger princess, just pretty & quiet
Please don't talk to me, she could be violent
She's just pretty and quiet
God, I'm so happy she's my bitch
She don't be in the way, she so private
And that ass from her mom, she ain't buy it
She hate niggas, for me she be smiling...
Birds of a feather, they all flock together
But they can't compete, she the flyest
Honestly, I think it's perfect timing
I'm off the Perky, I'm wilding
Lemon drops hit her spot, I can dive in
Get her wet, make her pop like a hydrant
In that uh-uh, I act like a tyrant
I be beating it up, I be fighting
She's a model, her body I'm climbing
Ask me if she's my baby like 'The Scientist'.
She's just pretty and quiet
God, I'm so happy she's my bitch
She don't be in the way, she so private
And that ass from her mom, she ain't buy it
She hate niggas, for me she be smiling...
Birds of a feather, they all flock together
But they can't compete, she the flyest
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Writer: Jamie Baly
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