Tonart: C major
Verse 1
C
Dm
[DJ Quik]
F
I don't really give a fuck what you think
Dm
C
I only really give a fuck what you drink
Dm
F
I'm a bartender, car spender, a dick lender
Dm
A cash spender, ass bender, I'm ass in
Let's get it crackin like a brothel
Dm
Got these bitches walkin
C
nekkid throughout the whole house
Dm
What the fuck you think my life
F
is about? Bitches hatin
Dm
What you think that butter knife
is about? Bitches hatin
To see what this nigga's dick is about
F
Dm
Do he be just talking shit? No I doubt
Dm
Like a rebound on a credit
line on a Master Card
F
Dm
Swiped it right between her pussy,
then I bashed the bone
Then I juke it for a minute
as I punched in my code
F
Dm
Then I waited for the pearls to come
Dm
Bankrupt cus ya stank stunk,
F
frontin like a pooh bear
Dm
I opened up ya cock and hollered then,
"Who there?"
"Nobody just us lice"
Dm
Little buggers,
C
done grew up to be the size the rice
Dm
So I jumped back shocked
F
and grabbed for my colla
Dm
Her pussy depreciated
to pennies on a dolla
Now what the fuck? If you want
F
the dick get the fuck up
Dm
C
And stop actin like a old
tampon; stuck up
Dm
F
Give me something to put my stamp on the tramp gone,
I make ya bust nuts till
ya nut up
Verse 2
Dm
[Chorus] (2x)
The Birdz and Da Beez are the four
things that we consume
Dm
Then fuck up in the room with
Bb
F
Dm
F
the door locked
Dm
C
Dm
F
Wake
Verse 3
for some more cock
Dm
[Hi- C]
F
Shabity wee- rock sweet cock, juicy boo
Dm
C
Like Crips and Piru, shit, we gone do
Dm
F
I fell into the club and hit the dance flo
Dm
Ya boy got mad cus what I
dipped with his ho
F
Baby girl had my tinsel returnin slow
C
Dm
got me looking for Pepto- Bismol
Shit stackin, jaw smackin,
F
Dm
dolla dropa
Dice shakin money makin
holla hoppa
Home wreckin,
F
ho checkin dick is slow
Dm
Bring me back Cognac,
C
Dm
from the liquor sto'
Bet you didn't know that
Dm
Every week she got something
up in her jaw meat
F
And it aint policies, spit it out
Dm
C
You gone tear my zipper on me before we,
get it out
Dm
They wanna be touched by
Dm
Don't hate participate,
yo sing that shit
Verse 4
Dm
[Chorus] (2x)
The Birdz and Da Beez are the four
things that we consume
Am
Drink up become room
Dm
Then fuck up in the room
with the door locked
F
Dm
Wake up Divorced looking
C
Dm
Bb
for some more cock
F
Verse 5
When I bubble its trouble
F
What I'm sippin on make it a double
Dm
C
When I'm wit a ho, take her to hustle
Dm
More money ya muscle
F
Shake a hooker like a trick up
Dm
Leather and Wood 304 to the good
C
Dm
When I'm pimpin I'm jaggy
When I'm pimpin I'm saggy
F
Dm
C
When I'm high I'm a fly guy into the cat
Dm
?? the day Federan the man
F
Dm
When I put it on floss
mode looking for ants
You a straight gone bad, ho wishin ya had
F
Dm
Now get up in the pad,
dick suckin I'm glad
C
Dm
Never knew what a ho was, checkin ya buzz
F
Dm
When I'm sittin in first class
Take it in the ass
Nigga you done lost ya playa pass
F
Dm
Trick nigga,
C
304 niggas been ran up in that ass
Dm
Smashed up on the gas
Dm
Like I said when I bouble its trouble
Can I hooo...
Verse 6
[Chorus] (2x) The Birdz and Da Beez are the four things
Dm
C
Dm
F
that
Dm
Then fuck up in the room
with the door locked
F
Dm
Wake up Divorced looking for some more
Outro 1
cock
Dm
F
Dm
C
Dm
F
Dm
F
Dm
C
Dm
F
Dm
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