Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Angggry Byrdz , by - Mykki Blanco. Song from the album Betty Rubble: The Initiation, in the genre ЭлектроникаRelease date: 12.01.2015
Record label: UNO NYC
Song language: English
Angggry Byrdz |
| Richie Rich with a clit and a middle |
| Somebody give me a fiddle so I can sing a little |
| If I was a rich bitch, a motherfucker best believe me it’s a real I’m 'bout to |
| be |
| Mykki Blanco, international sensation, I hope you haters watching me |
| I ain’t got no camouflage nigga |
| I’m out here naked dogs |
| I ain’t hiding behind shit bitch |
| You bitches coming for me |
| You niggas coming for me |
| Oh let’s get it company ain’t got us, I see you |
| Ugh, look at them angry birds |
| Trynna shit on every word |
| The people they want something new |
| No fear y’all, I got you |
| Cause this shit be in my mind and it make me feel insane |
| Then I sing out to the world and everything is okay |
| You want a happy pill, I got a few we can take |
| And we gon' get it until that DJ’s hands break like |
| The best of life I deserve |
| And I’mma get it mark my words |
| I’m the boogey-man who are you |
| Just a phoney — I pop you |
| Cause this shit be in my mind and it make me feel insane |
| Then I sing out to the world and everything is okay |
| You want a happy pill, I got a few we can take |
| And we gon' get it until that DJ’s hands break like |
| God bless a Dominican in sweatpants |
| Ass so fat I’m crying anti-depressants (Ave Maria) |
| I know y’all see me, oh this nigga’s a problem |
| You show Madonna’s ass and have a camera don’t describe me |
| Look who it is, yeah it’s little Mykki |
| Shout out to that new boy, mad respect to Tricky |
| Damn this sweet is sticky, damn my head for swimming |
| One fish two fish gangbang a few fish |
| Pop that ass if you’re the kind of girl that likes to party |
| Look at them bitch niggas I hated now they saying sorry |
| My agent got my first flight to Abu Dhabi |
| A little nigga gon' look good in a silk sari |
| Can’t stop talking you remain the brokest |
| Keeping shit real’s a funny kind of hocus pocus |
| This is show biz loser, where’s your clown car |
| I got my blueprints pressed I’m leaving landmarks |
| I sound like Michael Jackson, right? |
| I sound like Michael Jackson now? |
| I said |
| Look at them Angry Birds |
| They follow my every word |
| Alright now, look at them angry birds |
| Same bitches on my dick like |