Birdman Radio Baby You Can Do It Lyrics

Baby You Can Do It Lyrics

Oh yeah, believe it baby 

Aight Toni, come on Toni 



[Toni Braxton] 

Baby you can do it 

Take your time do it right 

You can do it birdman, do it tonight 

Get your shine baby 

It's your time, do it tonight 

(Do it yeah) 



[Verse 1] 

Ay, ay, ay 

See this stuntin, pimpin, cadalliac dippin 

Grey-head miss Gladys, your son new mission 

Birdman daddy, no divin for fishes 

Until you ducks, I'm stackin my riches 

Brought mami to the mall and she ball wit a genius 

Frankie B, Kristen Desmenfifler 

Stilleto boot, wife beater and I minked her 

Spend like crazy, if the broad freak me 

Dro back jersey, the world wide champion 

Baby, in a coupe spin bout eighty 

Bird island, know that I'm smilin 

Broads on my yaught, wit that gucci and prada 

Hood rich, I'm sellin that 

Hood rats, cost dime a dollar 

Boss pimpin got sick off of power 

Get it how you live, I'm a known survivor 



[Chorus - Toni Braxton] 

Baby you can do it 

Take your time do it right 

You can do it birdman, do it tonight 

Get you shine baby 

It's your time, do it tonight 

Uh, uh, oh, baby, take your time 

Bust they eye (bust they eye) 

Uh, uh, oh, baby, take your time 

Bust they eye 



[Verse 2] 

Well it's the birdman daddy, I'll fly in any weather 

I keep the birdlady with the feather in the pezzle 

Always on the rock with the full length leather 

I'm in the Benz, she in a new Lexus 

22's cause we bird infested 

Ruby red with the platinum necklace 

She in the Escalade, so wild stretchin 

I'm so so fly, the man done blessed me 

Mami in the village so while dressed em 

Mink on the boots wit the minked out sweater 

Mink on the floor, with the mink chinchetta 

Mink on the Gucci, with the mink on the leather 

See I'm fly on these , mami ride on voles 

Stop and go's on that new Range Rover 

Time to go home, cause I gots to go because 

(Mami is in the bed with the breakfast on the stove) 



[Chorus] 



[Verse 3] 

Hey pimp, it's the rich and famous 

You drivin wreckless, you drivin dangerous 

Twenty inches on the caddy, don't blame me 

Slab on the floor, but it's my turn baby 

Money ain't natin to me 

See that birdman Jr., that somethin to me 

What you know about runnin these streets 

Get it how you live, and get it how ya be 

Get it how ya hustle, and get it how ya see 

Off parole so i'm puffin these trees 

I'm so so high, I'm a world wide G 

Connected to these streets, playa this cash money 



[Chorus] 



[Baby in the backround] 

Oh yeah, Stunner and TB man 

Yo turn baby, got your mink on 

Your gucci on, your prala on 

Do it, do it big 

In yo new truck wit yo stop and go's, mami 

It's supposed to look so so so fly 

Ya done dig, 23's they on turn and shine ya done dig 

Birdman daddy, I'm fly in any weather 

Ok, fo sheezie baby