Dirty Birdie - Aceyalone

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

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?

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?

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?

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?

Girls the girls they love me

Girls the girls they love me