Angggry Byrdz Songtext
von Mykki Blanco

I′m like Mike Tyson over here, I got a whole menagerie for you bitches, I got a whole menagerie bitch

Flash nigga flash nigga yeah I'm flagrant
Cash nigga cash nigga yeah I′m bankin' (cha-ching)

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