Birds and Bees

The birds, the bees
She do it top of the morning
That's just how she coming with me
You better believe I be beatin
Pussy police she wanna cut me cause I'm free
She turn the cheek to all of my fuckery
Just so she can keep fuckin on me
The birds, the bees
She do it top of the morning
That's just how she coming with me

It's hourly, the way you checkin the phone screens
It's nights like this, you let me color your mood ring
We breakin things
Scratchin and bitin you know how I like it
She doing justice
She love how I crush it
I guess that's how she coming with me
Don't play with me
Papi not here for the mood swings
You stay with me
Lately it feel like a new fling
And you ain't never on time
Can you meet me outside, baby?

The birds, the bees
She do it top of the morning
That's just how she coming with me
You better believe I be beatin
Pussy police she wanna cut me cause I'm free
She turn the cheek to all of my fuckery
Just so she can keep fuckin on me
The birds, the bees
She do it top of the morning
That's just how she coming with me

She don't wanna do it with the lights on, yeah
Judged by her sweat, she need recess
Unload everything, she need to refresh
Baby, I don't get tired
I don't need rest
Damn right, we be doin' two-a-days
Bring it to me, queen
Come get slayed, yeah
Don't nobody give it to you this way
Turn around, hit ya with the replay, yeah
She want me to pop her pie
Eat her nookie like papaya
Divin' in from the side
Girl, I knew I could ignite ya
Her man's on the sly
To him, she be actin' tied up
She ain't even lied,
She told me not to untie her

The birds, the bees
She do it top of the morning
That's just how she coming with me
You better believe I be beatin'
Pussy police, she wanna cut me cause I'm free
She turn the cheek to all of my fuckery
Just so she can keep fuckin on me
The birds, the bees
She do it top of the morning
That's just how she coming with me



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Writer(s): Devon Nunez
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