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matt storer - if birds were rappers lyrics

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it’s mating season, baby
maybe we can romance
don’t say i ain’t got a chance
make way and witness my dance!

never ever seen a birdie groove as dirty as this
flirty chirps to lure you first and then i’m jerkin’ my hips

i seduce you with the moves
a look and boom, i’m first to have your eye
scooch into my plumage
i’ll show you a bird of paradise

that’s a laugh
now wrap your peeepers ’round the king!
this chap is capping
flaps his beak more than his wings!

i pop and lock it every season
won a ton o’ chicks
bird watcher spotted me
now he’s a h+rnythologist

you’re the “foul” in “fowl”
and the “ick” in “exotic”
they say i’m half barn owl
‘cos i freak ’til the morning
final warning, a better nester in the canopy you’ll never find
unlike your eggs, you’ll wanna lay me a second time

survival of the littest
talking gyattural selection
bet this bitter flitterer
still twitter’s at his x, hun!

one crack at that cloaca
and you’ll hatch a batch of alphas
magical catch, a+bird+kadabra
come and get some!

swell feathers, fella
where’d you get ’em, from a shedding vulture?
check your head
you’re messin’ with the heckin’ peckin’ order!

heat when i gyrate
confused a goose to migrate
ruler of the roose
scoop that caboose back through to my place!

i’m a dude! (oh, my bad) (oh, sorry, bro!)
it’s the feathers, (sorry about that,) (i don’t know how,)
it happens (sorry) (my apologies, yeah)
…however…

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