Lyrics DJ Quik – Bees To The Honey

I’m made of lean, I’m made of rock, later jean make it work its not impossible
To make it twerk, do it first; lift off your shirt and your skirt
Just do it till your backbone hurts
If the most of ya’ll just came in well kill me a Wu tang, let it hang do your thang

Chorus:
Imma tell you how I get sick with it I just trap haters like bees to the flower
Like a flower to the honey, cuz we still gettin money
Chuck up two fingers like the Playboy bunny
Hot like Cali asphalt when its sunny, we attract the ladies like the bees to the flower
Like the flower to the honey cuz we still gettin money
Chuck up two fingers like the Playboy bunny
Hot like Cali asphalt when its sunny

And you don’t wanna stop
Cuz I make your whole body rock, I limp I flip, my grip is sick
I hit I sit, get up in there, buggalo shrimp I’m a jump the gimp
The ladies simply can’t get enough wimp, I walk in two step
Two step you step
He step she step, they step who step?
Who’s the tightest, I had me this piece of work off our verbitis
Thick and righteous sexist-itis, cash for fruit the work recruit
I do what I do, I do it to you, any time any place
Wipe the floor to the basement
Cuz DJ quicks in the building, no replacement
The way you work your body’s like you had a grudge on my tongue
The lipstick smudged

Chorus

Yea you now rocking with the best, Los Angeles Leakers man sour milk, just incredible