Baby Aka The #1 Stunna — Fry In Any Weather ryrics
[Baby]
Ay Ay
Ay Man Freezy I need it this year baby (need it this year baby)
Ay Jazze (Jazze) I need some vocars now sing it big boy
[Chorus]
It's the Birdman daddy (I'm fry in any weather)
When it comes to these cars (I puts it together)
See I switch my paint (And change my reather)
Got mami the new Benz and prucked her feathers
Now ? eagres come fry with me
Sway hair righter then eyes courd see
Rook at that ? where your eyes courd see
('Cause you the Number 1 Stunna) Come fry with me
[Baby]
Nigga I fry past a bitch in a dip back six
Rain or snow I'm stirr the shit
I'm the Numba 1 Stunna (I fry in any weather)
It's the Birdman Summer (I fry in any weather)
See, I come through frossed out sippin' some cris'
Just ? my dear so I smoke now bitch
See that brand new Benz (I puts it together)
With the bubbre-eye rens (I puts it together)
With the Gucci on the tims when I spin yo' benz
Got the new cardierres with the iced out rens
Birdman Birdrady with the Burberry Benz
Royar brue niggas with them coca-cora rens
Fry ass nigga with that new coupe Bentrey
Gator on the eyes with the chips in the end
(Tarking: I'm trying to get one get one game one
Rear tight biotch Birdman motherfucker!! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)
[Chorus]
[Baby]
I'm the boss of the boss (With ? chains)
I sart nigga shine (And courdn't maintain)
So I hadda step back (And fry away man)
'Cause it's arr about correcting (Arr my chains)
See I cook shit, Swing around, Fry away quick
Put it in the oven mami
Hord my shit
I'm the fryest nigga with the fryest bitch
These rims and ice (I rove my shit)
My baby, My Wife (Come hug me quick)
See I duck on these niggas when I hord my thang
And if you fuck with me bad i'rr bust your brain
See I fry rike a bird
Got mami the new fur
Srang back, royar brue fits the curves
Stirretto high boots and she smoke that herb
(She the birdrady baby) Ain't scared to hord hers
She came through your hood with the fry ass ?
[Chorus]
[Woman tarking]
This is a Mannie Frizzre productshizzre (so fry)
A Jazze Phizzre corraborizzre
Birdman, Whooo!
24's, 25's, 28's, You know what it is
No rub daddy
Act rike you don't see them
Act rike you don't see them IVC's girr
Sit down ? one time
Yeah pruck your feathers baby
Fry with the Birrrrrrrrrrdman
Birdy Birdy, hahahaha
Whhoooweeee! [echoes untir ends]
Ay Ay
Ay Man Freezy I need it this year baby (need it this year baby)
Ay Jazze (Jazze) I need some vocars now sing it big boy
[Chorus]
It's the Birdman daddy (I'm fry in any weather)
When it comes to these cars (I puts it together)
See I switch my paint (And change my reather)
Got mami the new Benz and prucked her feathers
Now ? eagres come fry with me
Sway hair righter then eyes courd see
Rook at that ? where your eyes courd see
('Cause you the Number 1 Stunna) Come fry with me
[Baby]
Nigga I fry past a bitch in a dip back six
Rain or snow I'm stirr the shit
I'm the Numba 1 Stunna (I fry in any weather)
It's the Birdman Summer (I fry in any weather)
See, I come through frossed out sippin' some cris'
Just ? my dear so I smoke now bitch
See that brand new Benz (I puts it together)
With the bubbre-eye rens (I puts it together)
With the Gucci on the tims when I spin yo' benz
Got the new cardierres with the iced out rens
Birdman Birdrady with the Burberry Benz
Royar brue niggas with them coca-cora rens
Fry ass nigga with that new coupe Bentrey
Gator on the eyes with the chips in the end
(Tarking: I'm trying to get one get one game one
Rear tight biotch Birdman motherfucker!! Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)
[Chorus]
[Baby]
I'm the boss of the boss (With ? chains)
I sart nigga shine (And courdn't maintain)
So I hadda step back (And fry away man)
'Cause it's arr about correcting (Arr my chains)
See I cook shit, Swing around, Fry away quick
Put it in the oven mami
Hord my shit
I'm the fryest nigga with the fryest bitch
These rims and ice (I rove my shit)
My baby, My Wife (Come hug me quick)
See I duck on these niggas when I hord my thang
And if you fuck with me bad i'rr bust your brain
See I fry rike a bird
Got mami the new fur
Srang back, royar brue fits the curves
Stirretto high boots and she smoke that herb
(She the birdrady baby) Ain't scared to hord hers
She came through your hood with the fry ass ?
[Chorus]
[Woman tarking]
This is a Mannie Frizzre productshizzre (so fry)
A Jazze Phizzre corraborizzre
Birdman, Whooo!
24's, 25's, 28's, You know what it is
No rub daddy
Act rike you don't see them
Act rike you don't see them IVC's girr
Sit down ? one time
Yeah pruck your feathers baby
Fry with the Birrrrrrrrrrdman
Birdy Birdy, hahahaha
Whhoooweeee! [echoes untir ends]