Mac Miller
Bird Call lyrics
- Language
- English
- Level
- Intermediate
- Released
- 2013
- Genre
- Pop
- Length
- 2:09
Quack, quack
Uh
Uh-huh
Uh
I'm chillin' for an hour, smokin' weed, watchin' Worldstar
Benz in the garage, probably gotta drive your girl car (ooh)
You ain't a rapper if my homies never heard y'all
I just spit a punchline, smile then they bird call (brr)
Hit your sister in the face with a Nerf ball (ouch)
Dealin' with some shit that really don't concern y'all (nah)
Punch a fan if he get a fuckin' word wrong
Wavy, givin' you some shit that you can surf on (surf on)
Findin' me a bitch I can swerve on (swerve on)
Frank Thomas, homie 'bout to put the hurt on (hurt on)
Your bitch a night light, in bed she turned on
Roll some weed, tell her burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (burn one)
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (yeah)
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Yeah
I used to give a fuck about success
Now I just want to see Mila Kunis undress (yep)
Hope she down for butt sex (yep) it would be a cum fest (yep)
Uh, sorry, that's some shit I had to confess (uh-huh)
Crazy-ass bitch doing 911 threats
Came in the game smokin' Newport hundreds
Now I'm at the top and the crown fit, gold on my outfit
Surrounded by this pussy, I'ma drown in (drown in)
You got that wet pack, bitch come and gimme that (come and gimme that)
You know, we wanna know where them titties at (where the titties at?)
Got 'em gassed, they be askin' what I'm cookin' with
Have your little brother ask your moms what a pussy is (uh)
Corruption, stuntin' at the function
Your girl pussy smell like Sour Cream and Onion
Pay attention, you gon' learn somethin'
Roll that weed up, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (uh)
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one (woo)
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one
Burn one, burn one, burn, burn, burn one (I think I fucked it up again, but whatever)
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Key vocabulary
- pack
- carry or group of itemsA2
- don't
- do notA1
- corruption
- dishonest use of powerC1
- crown
- royal head decorationC1
- word
- single spoken unitA1
- wrong
- not correct; incorrectA1
- y'all
- you all (group)A1
- wet
- covered with waterA2
- quack
- fake medical doctor
- uh
- hesitation sound
About this song
Mac Miller was an American rapper and singer from Pittsburgh whose genre-spanning hip-hop combined party-starting beginnings with introspective, often jazzy and philosophical songwriting. He first broke through with the mainstream success of Blue Slide Park and later became a self-produced auteur credited under the name Larry Fisherman, known for candid material that culminated in his final album Swimming.