Lyrics Birdz & Da Beez - DJ Quik
[DJ
Quik]
I
don′t
really
give
a
fuck
what
you
think
I
only
really
give
a
fuck
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
bitches
walkin
nekkid
throughout
the
whole
house
What
the
fuck
you
think
my
life
is
about?
Bitches
hatin
What
you
think
that
butter
knife
is
about?
Bitches
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
pussy,
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
cock
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
pussy
depreciated
to
pennies
on
a
dolla
Now
what
the
fuck?
If
you
want
the
dick
get
the
fuck
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
fuck
up
in
the
room
with
the
door
locked
Wake
up
Divorced
looking
for
some
more
cock
[Hi-C]
Shabity
wee-rock
sweet
cock,
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
fuck
up
in
the
room
with
the
door
locked
Wake
up
Divorced
looking
for
some
more
cock
[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
fuck
up
in
the
room
with
the
door
locked
Wake
up
Divorced
looking
for
some
more
cock
1 Come 2Nyte
2 Ev'ryday
3 Get Loaded
4 Get Tha Money
5 Sex Crymee
6 Birdz & Da Beez
7 Tha Proem
8 Oh Well
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