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Ladies & gentlemen, boys & girls, pimps playas & women of the night,
welcome to the world of Rhythm-al-ism. Now since this is my intro, I'ma do somethin' a little crazy check it out. We gon' show off a little bit now watch it, 'cause these ain't no studio tricks. Hmph. I glide smooth over any groove to prove that I can keep on flowin' lyrics to the rhythm like a ride never tongue tied chillin' with the D K.K. AMG Suga Free Hi-C El D in the P-E-N-T-H-O-U-S-E You'll see a whole 'nother different other side of me 'cause this is only part of me I snap my fingers twice and like a bird your bitch'll fly to me because she's overwhelmed you know I gets the round when I kick it my name is Quik & ask the chicken to let me stick it when she trick it my boys can hit the chicken roll deep like a Navy SEAL got her squirmin' like a eel to kiss her on the cheek is rather pin I rather rub my hand go way up in her skirt & make her scream so scream hoe up If I trick another track it keep her coming back girls keep pubbin' it suckas steadily rubbin' it & I'ma keep rubbin' it in yo' face got it tight with the "-isms" hmph now welcome to the world of the RHYTHM-AL-ISM!!!!! |
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| 2. |
| 5:13 |
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Ain't no puzzle y'all, we, uh, groovin off the spirituality, and it
feels good. I got somethin to say though. It's time for somebody to take over the West Coast power with fly style, And I'm the one, been here for years so check your file Cuz I'm the kinda nigga with a strong desire To nutt up, light a torch, and set the world on fire!, See me bouncin in my 'Vette, Doin' donuts in the middle of a seater Wit Rolarita, tryin' to find some place to eat her Cuz I'm freaky with a capital L I'll eat that poor little Piper Peter til there ain't nothing left I'm nasty See, we gets better when you think we hot, And we got more cheddar than they think we got Cuz see we make the kinda money that when we withdrawl They notify the feds cuz it's too much y'all What you call a stash, we call the petty cash, Spend five or six figures a month ain't nothing gash Party all night, then we sleep all day, Drink Corona X for breakfast then we ready to play I still like a green eyed big ol' titties and thighs Big ol' nigger, little heart, and I'm big into thighs So shoot your game baby girl, don't be scared to take a pet You never know, it just might be wet *We still party, It get's high Sometimes we don't feel grown-up and that's no lie So we party, 'til we die Cuz life is much too short for you to not be fly Now other night I be drunk off a gallon a Moet I can still make the beats stink like some salmon croquette Go to the hood and get all the kids that I can fit In a limo take 'em to the store and buy 'em some shit Give 'em a demo of my new shit cuz it's the shit And let 'em know that they the shit and they can make hits cuz it ain't shit I gotta keep the cycle goin, baby doll, whichever way that they be blowin' under, Higher than a motherfucker, Mr. Dante, C'mon B back me up pitch in everyday, Whether it's hot, whether it's cold, Whether it's soft, whether it's bold, Whether it's new, whether it's old, Whether it's GOLD, or platinum, stack 'em, Dante, baby dog, we be fly, Freestylin' like a motherfucker don't ask why, Cuz this ain't Budweiser, "BUD", "WEIS", "ER", "Did you see the, thighs on her?" We nastier then a motherfucker baby doll, Can I freak your shit, and, uh, break the shit the wall down? Up to the compound?, uh huh Elements, Feel my elephant, hahaha *Repeat Now can y'all feel that? See, ain't nothing but God mackin' goin' on right now, see? Da game is to be told and not sold dependin' on which game it is, and we gon' keep it way real, you know? Cuz' it ain't no doubt in nobody's mind that I'm a very blessed individual, there. If we don't turn it around and give it back than we can't we can't go forward, it's up to you. That's what we do everytime we get on this microphone, we let 'em know that we might be street rappers, but we are very much in order, and we got somethin' to say. So if you feelin' me like we feelin y'all, get yo ass up on the ball. Time to take this shit back. All of it. Cuz it was ours to begin with. Don't sleep baby. Don't sleep homey. Now when the hook come back again, youknowwhati'msayin? *Repeat (x3) |
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| 3. |
| 5:42 |
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Yo, this is dj quik
And quite frankly I think we gotta be some of the baddest motherfuckers That ever fuckedwith rap music Cause this album right here is on some old cool shit If you don't believe me Just give me three and a half seconds and I'll show you You ready? One, one and a half Two, two and a half Three, three and a half Uh Yeah Got my niggas 2nd ii none up in this bitch My nigga peter gunz That's right Amg, el debarge, playa hamm, hi-c, suga free Check this shit out I'm like fries in a skillet Much too hot to hold I'm strong and I'm handsome and black Plus I'm bold A mental case Sometimes stressin But then I flip Because you got to go crazy on hollywood for your grip And you know ain't no room in my mirror for your face And if I got y'all confused like rubik then state yo case Yet creepshow suckas keep tryin to submerge mine But I can hold my breath for a long time I emerge with treasures and coins A thick sack And your life ain't mine to take Now kick back Cause if it don't make dollas Sucka you know the poem Cause either you pimpin this game Or you just hoin Now get up outta mine Nigga I'm the bomb Droppin heat on your homeboys And spreadin like napalm Cause I got more styles than your car's got miles And i Got more styles than a hotel's got towels Cause I kicks it in So many ways (uh huh and we can flip it in) So many ways (cause we can rock a party) So many ways (got bomb for everybody) So many ways (now baby can you feel it in) So many ways (cause you know we can deal it in) So many ways (and I can make your body numb in) So many ways (cause you ain't never heard a nigga come) So many ways (ah hah, ah hah) I'm chillin, mackin, stackin up these ends I gotta check and I gots no time for no friends I bust a trick Make her bounce like a low-low While I'm twisted off that bud Countin money at the mo-mo No flow so Ain't no need to tell the po-po Believe me bra' All the snitches get the fo-fo Now here we come again With a brand new twist On guard I rock the party like this With so many ways to get paid I hustle for days The tenth of the month I get my government aid And the used-to-be-crooks I'm puttin money on they books Cause satan got busy And many souls got took We shook up the world I did it with my partner for his sons and my daughter You don't have to be no baller To kick it with me See, I stay real g D forever feedin all you punk hoes misery So many ways (I can get busy) So many ways (I gots to get the scrilly) So many ways (we can have a mardi-gras) So many ways (cause I can rock the party y'all) So many ways (tell me can ya feel it in) So many ways (I gots to make the dividends) So many ways (you know I keep it real in) So many ways I was known for triple m shots And straight plottin But hitten em hoes had me wastin up a knot And all these figaros crow Waitin to get hot Now it's cool You got your spot Without that funky cock And that dramatic experience You and him went through Ain't got nothin to do with the k So keep cool little girl This ain't no hollywood play Girls who wear reps And play them sucka games you play Catch the redline metro rail Blaze a trail I can feel you ain't real And I can tell >from meetin different people Figures to throats Scandalous to the rich Goodhearted to the broke And these young and old folk They like to hear good music If it's weak lose it But if it's bumpin choose it But don't abuse it And try to take it to the brain If you do you'll be caught up in a strain And be hangin on my thang in So many ways (now watch me put it down in) So many ways (you know I like to get my clown in) So many ways (we can flip the sound in) So many ways (k and d got it humpin in) So many ways (you know you wanna bump it in) So many ways (we can have a mardi-gras) So many ways (you know I rocks the party y'all) So many ways So many ways (x8) I walk three thousand miles for a taste of that gangsta shit Messin around with g-1 And the dj quik Stick and move from east-west In vest like stocks I went from pushin nikes to pushin drops Fuck around and go platinum quick Messin with quik Nigga got hits like swizz So watch your trick See me playin avirex and the pepe's No shirt on Your girl sweat me And i'ma hit it if she let me Backsides bangin Hangin All amazed She get this dick in (so many ways) Blow her back out Then I mack out Freak the keys to the lex Or find me havin sex in my nsx I'm from the bx But we flex from east to west So while you niggas coast-trippin We'll be cashin them checks Peter gunz One of the most in-credible ones G-1, quik, we rolls thick And gets the job done in So many ways (cause I kick it in) So many ways (you know that I can flip it in) So many ways (and I can rock a party) So many ways (I got bomb for everybody) So many ways (bring it from the bronx in) So many ways (from new york to compton) So many ways (we keep it pumpin) So many ways (uh) So many ways (x16) |
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| 4:18 |
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Ha ha yeah check it out money & pussy make the world go 'round
(That's right) That's how it's been since the beginning of time. Now who says we can't be fly? Who say Compton niggas can't get they scrilla at the same time get some thigh well uh that's the subject of my conversation cause ain't nothin' like gettin' a dollar & some penetration Now that's a whole lot easier to understand now a days but uh some of you playas still be going out sideways so umm just take this game with a tic tac cause if you was on Skid Row you can get pussy faster than a Big Mac I owe it to myself to be fly that's what Top Dog taught a boy cause instead of Mounds these bitches always want Almond Joy because uhh "Sometimes they feel like a nut" but they rather have it more often than they don't So I won't go flippin' & makin' it topsy turvy now keep my hundred dollar bills crisp & that ass curvy cause ain't nuthin' on my mind but to be fly through time havin' a nest egg bird behind an estate that's mine Watchin' Jordan go for forty in a sucker tub eatin' Cheetos drinkin' Mo' & getting a back scrub because first you get the power then you get the money then you get the pussy dude don't be no dummy uhh *Playas get they paper when they game is tight and if you want some nana that's for you to decide But as long as you ain't simpin' then ya doin' it right 'cause together they go hand in hand Oh yeah *Repeat She wanna make me break code but I can't I wanna fire it up & hit it pass it like dank baby all in my square big buddha long hair Fly Chinese & Black for a mack plus player D baby I'ma get ya hot wanna get ya full blown so we all can hit the spot (now you gotta shake the spot) Got game by the tons lookin' for some 2nd II None kinda fun but these hookers on the run for cover they lookin' for lovers ain't no trickin' young D 'cause I'm unlike the others not a buster I'm on the mission for figures time up for you diggers (Now who got the Henn'?) Pass the liquor Hoes hear the name it get's 'em hotter spin a scraggler on a wheel now they call me D the Potter lotta hatin' going on but I ain't with it I'ma mash on that drama everytime that I feel it 'Cause I'd rather have a major end than have sex and when I have a million to splurge you know what's next but first you get the power then you get the money then you get the pussy fool don't be no dummy *Repeat (x2) Yeah first comes the power then the money heh and if you really just want it the na na na na la di da na na na la di da I understand that you think you grown independant on ya own with ya jazzy ways my intent is ya lay but first I'm out to get paid not played can't be yo' incredible edible egg I don't crack nor split my yolk with the female folk now baby break yourself get broke you can choke off this young black better than Mary Jane in ya brain I'm guaranteed to have ya thinkin' & feelin' thangs like yourself now uhh watch ya health if ya feel like plottin' ya body turns rotten from the inside out that pussy's turned out getting hit by a sucker a 2 minute brother who's first 10 seconds is thinkin' he came up that next full minute suckin ya drama up 50 seconds to go see half of that is the show Now where the other half you can't laugh 'cause you know it's straight simpin' & whinin' 'stead of pimpin' & grindin' KK'll let you know so pay attention bro See first you get the power then you get the money then you get the pussy don't be the dummy though *Repeat (x4) |
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| 4:43 |
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Quik:
My name is quik & I be moving fast like a race car But I'm top seed #1 like the pace car Whether you up on me or you chillin' way far You can tell almost immediately that I'm aced off So listen muthafucka why you comin' off hard My objective is to catch you off guard Get covert & infiltrate yo' clique Crack yo' shit & mack yo' bitch Now tell me could you conceive a nigga all up in her beaver Givin' her the love fever for hours at a time before I take a breather And when she tell me she loves me I don't believe her 'cause I rock in stereo or mono hot like gonno- Rhea burnin' everytime you take a pee uh So when you see a nigga out with his girl Then baby play like you don't know me & we'll keep in a twirl Because baby I go deeper than the deep blue seas Baby do you really wanna play the flute on me? I'll give you a sack & take it back & you'll die to get it Little punk 'cause I'm fly with it Chorus When we come up we gettin' down down down Step in the club they give us pound pound pound Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown & round Dj quik & amg with a brand new sound (repeat) Amg: I told her don't chase it but you can place it In between your jaws to taste it Or leave it in the basement I be the riddler that's too familiar get in the middle of ya And then I diddle ya, dick ya down 'til it tickles Smack the booty with no pimples Caress ya back then rub ya nipples Baby I'm a crack fiend get the ky & if I'm at a jiggalo Baby say hi fly like a eagle in a range rover or a regal Lookin' for the party people & when I catch ya baby girl You should feel lucky we can make love But don't forget to fuck me 'cause you got more bounce than roger troutman I don't know when it's in or out and Soak me baby give me that good thang Ain't nothin' wrong with a coochie bang 'cause suga free, mausberg, quik & the am Definitely knows how to play 'em 'cause we went from demos to limos to luxuriousies To models from milan on they knees Chorus When we come up we gettin' down down down Step in the club they give us pound pound pound Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown & round Amg & mausberg with a brand new sound (repeat) Mausberg: Oh you didn't know that I'm the bomb baby Well take a toke of this d-i- & you gon' be feelin' flizie 'cause I be's mausberg the superior Steppin' through the club pound pound so ya fearin' us But don't trip we keep the vibe right Baby buy me some remy & if Yo' baby daddy trippin' tell him beep me 'cause I be's black & tone & swift up on my toes G'd up in alligate's and steel toes Can I get a pound pound? (pound pound) If free the flyest who am i? (you the realest) Look into my eyes & tell me what do you see Oh you jockin' my entourage dj quik & amg Well get yo' groove on 'cause I ain't hatin' on the homies When that 9-5th drop you & yo' sister gon' be on me All I wanna do is slide up in & slide back out Slap you in yo' face & stick it dead in yo' mouth You think I'm bullshittin' well meet me after my show Bring yo' lips to that all white stretch limo So we can ride, slide, dip & glide booyah! And do our thang 'cause my whole clique fly Chorus When we come up we gettin' down down down Step in the club they give us pound pound pound Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown & round Mausberg & suga free with a brand new sound (repeat) Suga free: It feel good don't it? It ain't no good if it ain't good enough To put the proper good on it Peep how I struck up bitch jump in the air Stay there until I tell you come down & when you do you shut the fuck up She'll sell a nice dream but bitch you'll Have better luck tryin' to find 2 pac than Me buying you somethin' off the ice cream truck Oxygen you leave 'lone leave me 'lone Before I lock you in that little bitty box again Don't let up y'all just keep her soakin' wet up Playa playa & tell her when she need to shut up Don't lighten up naw nigga you better you better tighten up Throw ya head back back back back Lean it to the side hey playas (yeah!) Tell 'em that we fly (we fly!) ooooh catastrophe! Bitch rather slide down a slide of razor blades Into a pool of pimp piss but this hoe had the audacity To ask me for a dollar even though that's all I had left These greedy lying ass hoes'll fifty cents yo' ass to death! Chorus When we come up we gettin' down down down Step in the club they give us pound pound pound Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown & round And we come to hit the world with a brand new sound (repeat) |
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| 4:22 |
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Siide! Oh no, it's '98 y'all & we got some new shit
What we say? Yes ha ha fade the world in this motherfucker that's right oh, check it out Fuck what ya heard baby I'm DJ Quik whether on T.V. or in these streets I'm still the shit I went from drinkin' eight ball and makin' demos to drinkin' Hennessey & Chivas Regal in the back of the limo Gettin' my issue in life you can't hate that and when I tell you about yo' self nigga you can't take that 'cause y'all be cross fadin' if you don't understand you got a side and I got one but you be crossin' over here to see what's in my hand Yeah but that's cool too I gets my money on the double that's what I do hittin' them brown bubbles and avoidin' trouble hoes to choose with nothin' to lose & a million mothafuckas wanna be in my shoes But you don't understand, beyond the parties & cheer I been broke my whole career breakin' bread with my peers bought a '96 Impala the new SS before the 20,000 mile mark I gave it to Sid I could never bust a new shoe if my nephews ain't got 'em Fila Jumpman Cortez yeah I'm comin' out the pocket for my homies in the 'hood up on it when I'm around 'cause there's a difference between bein' a thug & bein' down now *Bang bang boogie da bang da bang boogie to da boogie bang boogie da bang fuck what you sayin' nigga You's a gangsta! No I'm not! Nigga you's a gangsta! No I'm not! Nigga you's a gangsta! *Repeat Just 'cause I kick it with killers don't mean that I do it my occupation's a musician & I'm stayin' true to it I went from bein' a rider to bein' a provider while I was straddlin' the fence tryin' not to hit the divider Just an impressionable human being tryin' to do right every now & then I get my manhood tested in fights like I used to have a beef with this cat named Eiht and his homies approached me at the club El Rey What was I to do I'm on stage & I'm doin' my thang and this nigga's out in the crowd tryin' to hoo' bang givin' it up for his homies & set trippin' too but he wasn't from Rollin' 60's more like Tragney I wonder what's his problem what he tryin' to say Is this business personal or just Fuck Quik Day? I approached him like a man & not like a nut he turned around & put his drink down & straight knuckled up In the dark club punches is flyin' all around and even though it was me & him the rumors went 'round and said I killed somebody now how that sound How could I stomp somebody to death that's bigger than me and I'm just a hundred & fifty five pounds tell me *Repeat (x2) See some don't realize the power of lyrics 'cause when you rap about death you talkin' to spirits You see you can say the things that can help us all ball or you can say things that make it bad for us all fix the problem the only way is come to the source don't be a Trojan Horse help us change the course everybody knows that it's bad in the 'hood so check what you rappin' about if it ain't to the good I did my part a long time ago I changed my views ain't no gang bangin' & slangin' just hangin' with trues give it up to my Creator & that you can quote but mothafuckas still see me as a scapegoat yeah like that night when Biggie died at Quincy Jones spot like 400 other people yeah I heard some shots broke away with the crowd nervous obviously & the mothafuckas blamed it on me What the hell!?! *Repeat (x2) Check it out this song is dedicated to the two most prolific writers in rap music history Tupac Shakur & the Notorious B.I.G. It's also dedicated to the little homie from 60's that lost his life at that party Rest in peace y'all And to MC Eiht when you get yo' head together maybe we can do a record feel me I'm out <DJ scratches> Bang bang ('til fade) |
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| 3:50 |
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Yeah somethin new Somethin different
Yeah bitch you know who I'm talkin bout I'ma tell the whole world about yo ass *I (We) useta know her (Talk box) I useta know her (2x) Way back in 1991 I (We) useta know her (Talk box) I useta know her (3x) Way back in 1991 owwww I useta know her Well 1991 I was rockin my jheri curl, just a young gun Lookin for the bitches that have alot of fun just dropped a hit record now i'm under the sun Winter time night fall cold as hell Standin outside of the Golden Tail Hella hoes mobbin in pushin gettin through Tiger striped cat suit lookin' at me to I asked her whats your title and she said it was V Vanessa you impress a nigga cant you see What you doin' later can I kick it with you? She said it all depends on what you wanna do Took me me to her buddy walked in the room Buzzin off the kamikaze that I consumed Talk, kiss, grind tryin to get get my balls off first She said, "Nigga, can you take my drawers off first" I was young I admit it She told me I was horny and wild but still let me hit it Hot bare back until I felt that quake She told me shoot that milk shake, shoot that milk shake God damn I don't wanna get sprung Take it out the pussy bust a nut on her tummy Ran home to tell my nigga Top About this cock that just would'nt stop yeah I told him she was greeneyed light skinned and fly He said he met a bitch like that last july A car pulled up and it was her no doubt I told him thats who i'm talkin bout He said thats who i'm talkin bout damn *Repeat Now here's the plan in the home of the one night stand Rolled up in a stretch, pussy to catch Plus now I'm sittin the V.I.P And hoes wanna suck on the D-I-C O.K. heres the play give me OJ and tanqueray Have you had you dick today is what I'm thinkin But I've been drinkin I see you peepin me out And its freakin me out Cause she fine than a motherfucker bout 5'8 135 and I just can't wait (for what) To hit the backside, and get the top love Bucknaked in the hot tub Cause she knew who I was and what I am and what I is (who are you) The flyest nigga in the rap biz And there playin my song so a nigga gotta go and uh Put a hoe in the limo She was askin me question after question Until she seen my life size erection I bent her over prepared to do my duty And seen my nigga Quik's name on her booty *Repeat (We're runnin out of beedees) Now who gon do the honors I hit the liquor next to Benihana's But on my way I met bitch as sqaure as a box With a big ass booty and some goldie locks And I aint gotta do much talkin' she wet Because she seen me moving a '97 Corvette The good thing is I never seen her around So I took her to my spot to get down Now AMG what you think about the bitch She dance in the jet strip Shakin the cock, 20 dollars a pop Her nickname Babygirl, useta have a jheri curl Now she got braids, ex-nigga paid She useta roll a lexo now she got a pathfinder Wear a rubber if ya get behind her Cause my nigga told me she had the heebie geebies Give her drank and dank she'll give a nigga freebies *Repeat Bitch We useta know her She useta blow me I useta know her |
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| 8. |
| 4:13 |
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[DJ Quik]
Yes, MGD is the beer for me Ah, MGD is the beer for me (that's right) MGD is the brew for me (that's right) I'm the Q-to-the-U-to-the-I-to-the-K, okay? Each day I play my way, that's the fly way And I'm older than a motherfucker, but they still ask me for my ID, when I buy MGD, feel me? Cause I've got {?} in my family (uh-huh) And I've got bitches that's finer than Vanity (hmm) Plus I'm not living above my means (no) buying Rolexes and rings Flossing cars that I can't afford, lovin these bitches and whores You know, I never broke myself to see no ho Never did time, never took no pride in bein cruised Don't give a fuck about a pink slip, loose lips sink ships Hundred miles at least, when I sign a new lease I never, trick off my fanny with these bitches You got to be clever, gots to keep yo' mind on your riches And stop doin the things that keep you broke And keepin niggaz names in yo' mouth you shouldn'tve spoke, no doubt I'm dope In this game 8 years, some of my peers have moved on I procede to succeed, I stay within my zone I'm the baddest motherfucker, yet it's me that you despise Look within yourself and find out why you wear that dumb disguise [Chorus 2X: DJ Quik] No doubt (no doubt) I got somethin for ya mouth No doubt (no doubt) I got somethin for ya mouth No doubt (no doubt) I got somethin for ya mouth Now run and tell 'em what I'm all about [Playa Hamm] From the low bottoms, to the skies I got 'em open On the scrotum they blowin like it's chronic, high hopin The P never leaves, be conceivin 'em like intercourse Up in somethin, keep 'em cummin, Playa Hamm be the source of the force you now witness - and this is just, another stone in the succession of the nutties I bust The homies told me don't put no cut on it, keep it raw If you want 'em bangin, P clique swangin down the shore Tricks out here, tryin to make hits Instead of makin it hard hittin, and perpetratin frauds when they spittin The game is full of twisters and misters quick to do low Victims of vendettas and busters infraredders you know what type of forty it is, when in the presence of the G's, pushin P's, players we be the essence Fo' life, it's the JB and pimpin Carl When LTD we havin it all, no doubt [Chorus] - Playa Hamm instead of DJ Quik [Suga Free] Now I'ma tell ya STRAIGHT UP! One nigga planned on havin hands on messin with what I stand on, but trick you fin' ta get ATE UP! I, feel like {?} but this pimp ahead of me has {?} To within an inner trace of the mind, disintergrates her kind like battery acid You never got no money from a ho, or seen my {?} with some spokes {?} buddy be somethin broke, I'm a pimp but you don't know YOU BETTER STAND UP, now empty out your purse I told you GET OUT I don't trust yo' ass, now throw yo' hands up Take it to the bump-bump-be-ba-dump, haha Brrrrrrrrrt, dip, gimme my chips! HahahahahaHAAAAAAAAA! Witchcraft Now let me see what I can check you wit now Excuse me baby but, didn't I look you in yo' eyes and tell you what you was? Told you somebody sent you, but this here's what a pimp does Ho what you cain't see me wit it? Why? Probably cause I stay G'd up from the street up, and subject to make yo' trick go get it [Chorus: Suga Free] No doubt (no doubt) I got somethin for ya mouth No doubt (no doubt) I got somethin for ya mouth No doubt (no doubt) I got somethin for ya mouth Now run and tell 'em what I'm all about No doubt (no doubt) I got somethin for ya mouth No doubt (no doubt) I got somethin for ya mouth No doubt (no doubt) - somethin for ya mouth Now let my name {?} like some dookie in yo' mouth HAHAHAHA HAAAAAAAA! AHHHHHHHHHHH DJ Quik, Hi-C, Tony Lane, stay in somethin Playa Hamm, ohhh Bubba Brown Clue Dog, Peter Gunz as well El DeBarge what's up baby? Ain't nuttin but a party up in here, yeah See my fingernails done baby, ahh, watch how ya pants feel damp Look out girl |
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| 3:21 |
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Yea I rough voco, for my locos. My nigga Hi-C, 2nd II None, AMG
And the Q-U the new You knew I feel to any particular groove I came ok now Check it if you want to but it's all in vein Because me game is stil the same Perfection! Fill me as I fill you in I never rode a pony but I'm genuine So give me just a little bit of nicotine And a sticky greeen And I'm a hit it with the icky cream Booyah I hit her on the neck with a whip And made the hooker jump without a safety net Hit the ground break her back Get up and do it again because she can really take a shot on the chin caffeine cappucino chase it with some no-doz Up all night like the moon glows Searching for new hoes They really want to follow my lead indeed and give a nigga just what I need *When I'm on speed I'm faster then most And I can rock a party from coast to coast *Repeat (x3) The Q-U-I-K is the name I spell 124 beats per minute I rock well Because I'm tight to the second power When I hit the liquor And I don't serve emcees I'm serve dickas Bang bang boogie When I hit a shot of loogie And the Booger try to put it on me But I get that moves to show her I flaunt it like Noah I strut backside like a Boa Constrictor when I dicked her down Game feel just like a circus clown when I work this Jack of all trades Master to few Test these test these 1, 2 Gettin down with my nigga AM to the G in the PM Hookers wanna see him Big cat callin Superfat ballin Indeed Give us what we need When I'm on speed *Repeat (x4) Faster then the concord On board Call me the pilot Baby better let me know shes excited In the testerosa Sipppin memosas Girls want me to sign posters International with the steelo Got hookers from Cancoun to Reo Fire (ignite it) But we don't even try it You can't but it Got freaks have to hide it Hit the weed up Then turn the speed up The booty from the backs the only way I eat up Quicker than Jackie Chan I search off the Goochi like a rubber band You want to be more than the average man But the hoe needs more a job in a man And a retirement plan So baby don't cry the blues Cause I know a gang of hoes in your shoes *Repeat (x4) La da la da da da ('till fade) |
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Ay, come here miss lady Check it out, well meet me half way there now
Damn, check this, look I already know your name is Sheila Cus I seen you in the front of Players Magazine in the main edition And it aint gon' kill you if you give me yo number What's happenin? Can we hook up later or something? Thank you I like the way that you don't say much And when the homies give you phone numbers you don't stay in touch With that proper little mystic about your ways About your style that got your boy dazed Now I'm diggin in my game so I can see where you at And I'm pushin all the buttons that make you come exact I know you recognize I'm young and I'm gifted and black That should be enough to have you sprung and fidgety in ya cat But yet you play it off swell To see if I'ma give up on the pursuit of your tail But even if you knew that aint all I wanted was just to bone it I'm still detectin ego trippin baby you own it But you don't understand I know parts of you that you do not And I can penetrate right down through your through-through spot Because I'm talented and young and I got a lot wealth And I'm the bomb baby, now what you tell me I ma out my self? *Whateva U Do You make me wanna touch myself Whenever I'm with you cus you got it (Who go it?) And I'm gonna make you give it to me (Yeah sing it to me) Whateva U Do You make me wanna touch myself Whenever I'm with you cus you got it (Say what?) And I'm gonna make you give it to me C'mon, we can go to my house we don't need the hotel Now lay down by my fireplace and drink Sip & Dale While I massage your feet, and yo massage my neck And I won't make a move on you long ass you got self-respect Now check it, I wanna see what you look like in spa With nothing on yo body but yo panties and bra Grand Mar in ya flava down your neck and your back Aha, didn't know the Quiksta could do it like that You actin different on the liquor baby girl is that you The ways your eyes sparkled when I bit yo tattoo You're rugged but soft baby you're sowed up with fears And you gotta like pleasure and pain with your naval peers But I appreciate you lady cus your makin me wait Even though that little game you playin is much outta date I'ma save it for next time and I hope you will too Cus I like the way you do what you do, baby girl *Repeat (x2) (Girl do you know how bad I am?, Now give it to me) You know you want it I can see it ya face That you would rather be somewhere with me takin off your lace To a bikini shavin pubic I'm a diamond he's cubic You gave him yo love and he blew it Move, let me do it Because my love is like fire and ice I'm like bitter sweet Me and my peaches, and you and yo pretty feet Knowin that if I lick it, tell me then I get closa While I'm urgin you to drink this Mamosa Because you know that I got the skills that make you get them crazy leg spasms By helping you to reach multiple orgasms Ya hear me? Now feel me, you know what's happenin So hit me on my hip when you wanna get it And I'll be over there twenty minutes to hit it Just as long as you stay cool and you stay true And just keep on doin Whateva U Do, baby girl! *Repeat (x4) (Who got it?, Sing it to me, I know what I can do, I wouldn't make records about it if I didn't, Damn come here, Come here let me feel you, give me a hug, C'mon baby, maybe we can go to the beach, You know like, Just play in the water) Whateva I do whateva I do I'm gonna make you oh Oooh Oh whateva I do Yeah yeah yeah Oooh Whateva I do ooh yeah Oh yeah, I'm gonna make you girl Oooooh Yeah, oh yeah |
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Ha ha nothin but the best,from the best You feel me? hear me
This is dedicated to that special someone You know who you are, and you never gave me a chance I used to watch you walk to class,fine as can be While I'm standing here with K.K. and D And I did a liitle bit of everything just to get your attention But I knew you had no eyes for me I used to get up, sharpen my pencil for nothin You watch me watch you rollin your eyes and you still was bumpin So when test time came I was all in yours With no bubbles on my papers just some low ass scores I guess you can call it puppy love I was a scrub Having fantasies of me and you up in my tub Makin love in the soapy water,having my daughter But I knew you liked them baller dudes and, I did'nt have a quarter I admit on the rainy days it was sad Cause it was'nt about who you was but what you had Now i'm doing swell baby and you know it's true Back when you had a chance you should've let me breath on you *Sittin in my room thinkin bout you Reminiscing on the kinky little things we didn't do I said I'm sitting in my room thinkin thinkin thinkin *Repeat Now I called you on the telephone baby it's david The last you gave a chance is the first to save it And i'm just tryin to hook us up for another session Because I have'nt learned my lesson Plus I got positions never ending Now i'm descending down into your valley baby work your tendons Doing what I do to make you do what you did To make me come so hard that we almost had a kid Platinum Thats how i descibe your thigh Tell me how come your so young doin shit that fly You must have came from the school of hard knocks Lickin on hard rocks and blowin off tube socks Now whenever it's time for fun You got me blowin up your pager with 911's ha Now show me a little affection But hurry up before I lose my erection *Repeat (x2) (Room -> Couch) And now i'm sittin in my spa thinkin bout you and you baby doll don't even have a clue I'm just sittin in my spa thinkin thinkin bout you I said i'm sittin in my spa thinkin bout you And i'm doin rather swell in heaven yeah it's true I'm just sittin in my spa thinkin thinkin thinkin And that's real good night baby |
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Whoaoy whoaoy
Lord have mercy Sometimes I smoke and I fell over joyed Sometimes I smoke and I feel paranoid Sometimes I smoke and I not even feel a thing Sometimes I smoke and feel I'm going insane (lord) You got the gunja whoaoi She got the indo whoaoi He got the sensi whoaoy Sweet sensi I mean it whoaoy It make you say Wha-a-a-ahah-ya-ah-ah-ooa (x4) *Wha-a-a-ahah-ya-ah-ah-ooa We smoking bombudd (x4) Sometimes I smoke and I become aware Sometimes I smoke and I don't even care So this is for my homie Jake who rest in peace He used to grow in all the multi colonies (right) He had the gunja whoaoy He had the indo whoaoy He had the sensi whoaoy Sweet sensi I mean it It makes you say Wha-a-a-ahah-ya-ah-ah-ooa *Repeat (x15) You got the gunja whoaoy She got the indo whoaoy whoaoy He got the sensi whoaoy Sweet sensi I mean it whoaoy It make you say Wha-a-a-ahah-ya-ah-ah-ooa (We smoking bombudd) fades out until end |
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Uh, to the top dog
Get 2getha (Hi-C) I said, Get 2getha (AMG) Get 2getha (2nd II None) Get 2getha Again Everybody wanna know where we been, what we doin Do we still like each other? Bitch, we muthafuckin brothers And it don't stop till the coochies drop Bust a nut in a hoochie's eye Now I know it's been around since you've heard from us Class of '91 now it's time for fun It's too much drama, go ask ya mamas While I'm in the silk pajamas AMG the Don Won Hugh here for rap Lookin for the ladies with big butts to slap Everybody knows my name, knows my fame Game recognize the one the lies Those with the pretty eyes, pretty thighs City to city call me worldwide Back to with niggas cus it just don't stop All suckas come an like the pop, chips, rock, trick *Said it's all, get 2getha It's all right, get 2getha All right, get 2getha Aw, get 2getha Again *Repeat Tha D baby got G-codes Gots no time for no hookas with that floss mode My niggas tell you how we like to do them yoyo Up and down side to side like them low lows You know, I know, these bitches can't crack us Once met a trick that wa sittin by the jackas Now she blowin on a flute sweatin on my mackas Don't get it twisted trick we aint no slackas Aint got time to play Hollywood Squares with your bagged up The only stars high in the sky And on chucks, you got that what, who, why, where, when, show me Don't tell me, I know you got gum bumpin at ya mic tryin to sell me Straggla struggling, wannabe baby have a nut jugglin Haters don't you crew try to separate It's the K, but aint nobody fade *Repeat (x2) Now don't be surprised I'm the risin one I got game for you like Allen Iverson You see Hi-C five years from now Bankroll still slow with that platinum style I'm an 8-50 pushin light skin, good-looking lieutenant when I'm in it I'm keep nut gushin, Alize, Ice-tea, mixed with Sunny Delight And I'm fuckin somebody tonight, aight? Now first of all we did it like we should now So everyone can recognize we good now Cus we done been click the click And watch y'all hit And realize that we started some proper shit Mista AMG the most clever lyricist Hi-C the pearl rabbit never fear a bitch K and D from 2nd II None my homies from elementary To the new century Well I guess by now you can take a hunch And find the Don of nuttiest of the bunch But that's okay, we still keep it strive We put the homies back 2getha now we down to ride Now we gon' dip dip da to the niggy nine eight As we sip one to the niggy nine nine And if you thinking about humpin with the crew ya through We works that nana till the pussy go That's how we do it For ever My nigga AMG my nigga Hi-C 2nd II None, featuring El Debarge Now can you fuck with that, huh? Oh me? I'm a Capricorn And my name is Charles *Repeat (x9) |
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