[Verse 1: 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 asking you, get it crackin' like a brothel in here
A whorehouse, got these bitches walking naked throughout the whole house
What the fuck you think my life is about?
Bitches hatin', what you think that butter knife is about?
Bitches waitin' 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 revolving credit line on a MasterCard
Swiped it right between the pussy, then I bashed the broad
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
Bankrupted 'cause your stank stunk
Frontin' like a pooh bear
I opened up your cock and hollered in it, "Who there?"
Nobody just us lice
That's nice, little buggers done grew up to be the size of rice
So I jumped back, shocked, and grabbed for my collar
Her pussy depreciated to pennies on a dollar
Now what the fuck?
If you want the dick, get the fuck up
And stop acting like a old tampon, stuck
Give me something to put my stamp on, the tramp gone, what up
I'll make you bust nuts 'til you nut up

[Chorus: DJ Quik + AMG]
The birds and the bees are the four teas that we consume
Drink up, become goons, and fuck up in the room with the door locked (Door locked)
Wake up, divorce, looking for some more cock (More cock)

The birds and the bees are the four teas that we consume
Drink up, become goons, and fuck up in the room with the door locked (Door locked)
Wake up, divorce, looking for some more cock (More cock)

[Verse 2: 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...

[Hook] (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