Birdie Disease lyrics

Cuckoo.. cuckoo.. cuckoo.. cuckoo..

Cuckoo.. cuckoo.. cuckoo.. cuckoo..



[Tony D]

At first you might have thought this was a song from the Blackbyrds

Nope.. it`s a song about crack birds

The way they conduct themselves is absurd

I`m talkin about the feather crested wheezy woolie bird

Her body - is shriveled up like a prune

She`s always chirpin that same ol` tune

On a mission, just to get a shoulder boulder

A bump, a pellet, so yo, I told her

to wise up - get your pants sized up!

Stop walkin around, with your eyes shut

It seems to me that you don`t care if you have dirty knees

(yeah I know why) "you got the birdie disease"



[Chorus]

{*scratching "You got it!" 3X*

"You got the birdie disease"

{*scratching "You got it!" 3X*

"You got the birdie disease"



[Tony D]

Lips for dips, dips for lips

While she`s rubbin the T.D., you ease the hips

cause she don`t care, she`ll let you wax that ass

As long as her purple lips are on that glass

Cause she`s a friendship bird, don`t confuse it with a bug

A friendship bird, knows how to thoroughly search a rug

for a pebble, they know is not there

She`s fiendin for more so she leaves she don`t care

cause she`s off.. on a brand new mission

To search the couch and perhaps your seat cushion

She comes up with a nickel a penny and a quarter

That`s thirty-one cents, maybe more and she can order

a pellet, to burn it and smell it

Anything you had - she`ll try to sell it

Cause she`s fiendin, she`s moanin, she`s cryin

She`s beggin you please (but yo) "you got the birdie disease"



[Chorus]



[Tony D]

Ring around the rosie, a pocket full of crack

That`s not where it`s at, stop livin like that

On the hunt - stop tryin to be a stunt

If the jimmy was a (??) you`d smoke the blunts

So yo G, keep your eyes on your J-E-E-P

So don`t S-L-E-E-P

Or you might be E-S-O-R or a Y

Go to the third eye with a bird eye, you gotta watch your back

Because the duck-billed platypus is known to quack in crack

Light as a feather she could blow away

with the slightest of a breeze "you got the birdie disease"



[Chorus]



[Tony D]

Last verse is the curse of the worst in history

I`m gonna quench your thirst with a mystery

Surroundin the subject is a fine specimen

The wheezy woozy bird gets the best of them

Never an (?) bird although they can be ruthless

It`s hard for them to whistle cause they mouths is toothless

Bunions on they feet from her feather-crested hair

Dude there`s nothin in the world, you could compare

to the smell of a skunk, kickin up funk

Pushin a shoppin cart full of junk

I wish they could put an end to this sleeze

and tell them, yo "you got the birdie disease"



[Chorus]
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