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Dirty Birdie lyrics by Aceyalone

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Dirty Birdie lyrics

(chorus)

She's a dirty birdie, she's so flirty

Coming out the house looking all nice and purty


She's a whirly girly, she don't get up early
She like to sleep late and party like LaVerne and Shirley


(repeat)

There she goes, she's a freaky-deaky, thicky-mickey


She kinky, she stinky and she take the winky-dinky

She dingy and janky and she love the hanky-panky


She fucky sucky shucky ducky, screaming "Spank me!"
She itchy scratchy oochie coochie, Gucci luchi

She tooty fruity with the booty and she love sushi

Now who's she? Now who's she?



(chorus 2x)



There she goes at the clubby-clubby, rubby-dubby

Drinky-drinky bubbly-bubbly

Lovey-dovey in the cutty with the buddy-buddy, chubby-chubby

No they ain't fuddy-duddy, they like putty

Like to say "Daddy-daddy!" and blaze fatties
Make you go baddie-baddie for the meat patty


She like it real juicy-juicy and she loosey-goosey

You know she like Acey-Deucy and she work the poo-sy


Now who's she? Now who's she?


(chorus 2x)


There she goes, sweet honey-bunny she yummy-yummy

Always screaming "Money-money!" like it ain't funny


Put it in her tummy-tummy, she cummy-cummy

Yes she's a mommy-mommy but still stunning

Rum with the Coka-Cola, she like nola [?]

Talking on the Motorola, outta controlla
Make a homie happy-happy for the nappy-nappy

She said "I know it's sloppy, papi, but get at me"



Who dat be? Who dat be?


(chorus 2x)



There she goes she's big and pretty with the titties

Next to miss itty-bitty with the fat kitty

She like it bang-bang chitty, nitty-gritty
Dancing to "Doo Wah Ditty" in the city


Big booga wooga sugar, she my nigga

She don't stop get it get it, and I dig her

Now who is her? Now who is her?


(chorus 2x)




Girls the girls they love me

Girls the girls they love me

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