Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ghetto Love Birds, artist - Yung Bleu.
Date of issue: 22.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ghetto Love Birds |
Oh how I love her, my ghetto love bird |
Fly like an eagle, yeah |
That’s why I trust her, my ghetto love bird |
Bad lil' bitch, she from the projects |
Ain’t in bad attitude, I’m makin' progress, ain’t it |
She know I got bands, get a lotta that bag |
I ain’t fuckin' with your man, get you outta that bag |
Diamonds got the bird flu, flyer than the raven |
All that freaky talk’ll get you stabbed, like- |
I told her I want sex on arrival |
I might just eat you up for survival |
Ghetto love birds, that’s the title |
(Ghetto love birds, that’s the title) |
Oh how I love her (I love her), my ghetto love bird (My lover) |
Fly like an eagle, yeah (Fly like an eagle, yeah, yeah) |
That’s why I trust her (With my life), my ghetto love bird (Yeah, yeah) |
I told her I want sex in the condo |
I’m tryna let her ride like a Bronco |
I tried to give you love in the jungle |
Another moon, we fuck 'til the sun up |
Born in the heart of the ghetto, beautiful time |
I’m sending all of my love 'cause we haven’t spoke in a while |
I’ve been trying to plead my case and she like, «Take it to trial» |
I ain’t felt safe in a while, but I miss makin' you smile |
And I miss takin' you down |
She be there when I go take a lick |
Would you be down if I could make a hit? |
Let’s talk about it when you makin' sense |
Sad you was done, I made you relapse |
Just like an addict, tryna take a hit |
She tryna talk, she said, «Make it quick» (Hurry the fuck up) |
Oh how I love her (I love her), my ghetto love bird (My lover) |
Fly like an eagle, yeah (Fly like an eagle, yeah, yeah) |
That’s why I trust her (With my life) |
That’s why I love my ghetto love bird, mmm (Yeah, yeah) |
That’s why I love, that’s why I love |
My ghetto love, my ghetto love, ghetto love bird |
Oh, bad lil' bitch, she from the projects |
Ain’t in bad attitude, I’m makin' progress, ain’t it |
I ain’t fuckin' with your man, get you outta that bag |