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Dj Quik - Birdz & Da Beez Lyrics

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  • [DJ Quik]
  • I don't really give a ***** what you think
  • I only really give a ***** what you drink
  • I'm a bartender, car spender, a dick lender
  • A cash spender, ass bender, I'm ass in
  • Let's get it crackin like a brothel in here; a whore house
  • Got these *****es walkin nekkid throughout the whole house
  • What the ***** you think my life is about? *****es hatin
  • What you think that butter knife is about? *****es hatin
  • To see what this nigga's dick is about
  • Do he be just talking shit? No I doubt
  • He got years of clout
  • Like a rebound on a credit line on a Master Card
  • Swiped it right between her *****, then I bashed the bone
  • Then I juke it for a minute as I punched in my code
  • Then I waited for the pearls to come out, low and behold
  • Bankrupt cus ya stank stunk, frontin like a pooh bear
  • I opened up ya ***** and hollered then, "Who there?"
  • "Nobody just us lice" That's nice
  • Little buggers, done grew up to be the size the rice
  • So I jumped back shocked and grabbed for my colla
  • Her ***** depreciated to pennies on a dolla
  • Now what the *****? If you want the dick get the ***** up
  • And stop actin like a old tampon; stuck up
  • Give me something to put my stamp on the tramp gone, "What up?"
  • I make ya bust nuts till ya nut up
  • [Chorus] (2x)
  • The Birdz and Da Beez are the four things that we consume
  • Drink up become room
  • Then ***** up in the room with the door locked
  • Wake up Divorced looking for some more *****
  • [Hi-C]
  • Shabity wee-rock sweet *****, juicy boo
  • Like Crips and Piru, shit, we gone do
  • I fell into the club and hit the dance flo
  • Ya boy got mad cus what I dipped with his ho
  • Baby girl had my tinsel returnin slow
  • She was sick, got me looking for Pepto-Bismol
  • Shit stackin, jaw smackin, dolla dropa
  • Dice shakin money makin holla hoppa
  • Home wreckin, ho checkin dick is slow
  • Bring me back Cognac, from the liquor sto'
  • Bet you didn't know that ya ho is a freak
  • Every week she got something up in her jaw meat
  • And it aint policies, spit it out
  • You gone tear my zipper on me before we, get it out
  • They wanna be touched by the untouchable click
  • Don't hate participate, yo sing that shit
  • [Chorus] (2x)
  • The Birdz and Da Beez are the four things that we consume
  • Drink up become room
  • Then ***** up in the room with the door locked
  • Wake up Divorced looking for some more *****
  • [AMG]
  • When I bubble its trouble
  • What I'm sippin on make it a double
  • When I'm wit a ho, take her to hustle
  • More money ya muscle
  • Shake a hooker like a trick up
  • Leather and Wood 304 to the good
  • When I'm pimpin I'm jaggy
  • When I'm pimpin I'm saggy
  • When I'm high I'm a fly guy into the cat
  • ?? the day Federan the man
  • When I put it on floss mode looking for ants
  • You a straight gone bad, ho wishin ya had
  • Now get up in the pad, dick suckin I'm glad
  • Never knew what a ho was, checkin ya buzz
  • When I'm sittin in first class
  • Take it in the ass
  • Nigga you done lost ya playa pass
  • Trick nigga, 304 niggas been ran up in that ass
  • Smashed up on the gas of the S-5 double
  • Like I said when I bouble its trouble
  • Can I hooo...
  • [Chorus] (2x)
  • The Birdz and Da Beez are the four things that we consume
  • Drink up become room
  • Then ***** up in the room with the door locked
  • Wake up Divorced looking for some more *****

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