Had to get it out, yeah,
My name is Quik an' I be fast like a race car But I'm top seed, number 1, the pace car Whether you up on me or you way far You can tell almost that I'm aced off
So listen, muthafucka, why you off hard? My is to catch you off guard Get covert an' infiltrate yo' Crack yo' shit an' yo' bitch
Now, me could you conceive A nigga all up in her beaver givin' her the fever For hours at a time before I a breather An' she tell me she loves me, I don't believe her
'Cause I in stereo or mono, hot like gonorrhea Burnin' you take a pee uh So when you see a out with his girl Then, baby, play like you don't know me an' keep in a twirl
Because I go deeper the deep blue seas Baby, do you really play the flute on me? I'll give you a an' take it back an' you'll die to get it Little punk I'm fly with it
When we up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, give us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' that be brown an' round DJ an' AMG with a brand new sound
When we up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, give us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' be nice brown an' round DJ Quik an' AMG with a brand new
I her don't chase it but you can place it In between jaws to taste it or leave it in the basement I be the riddler too familiar Get in the middle of ya an' I diddle ya
ya down 'til it tickles, smack the booty with no pimples caress ya then rub ya nipples Baby, I'm a fiend, get the KY An' if I'm at a gigolo, baby, say, Hi
Fly like a eagle in a Range Rover or a Lookin' for the people An' when I catch ya baby girl you should feel We can love but don't forget to fuck me
'Cause you got more bounce Roger Troutman I don't when it's in or out an' me, baby, give me that good thang Ain't wrong with a coochie bang
Suga Free, Mausberg, Quik an' the AM Definitely knows how to 'em 'Cause we went from demos to to luxuriousies To models Milan on they knees
When we come up we down, down, down Step in the club, give us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' that be nice an' round AMG an' Mausberg with a brand new
When we up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, they us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for that be nice brown an' round AMG an' with a brand new sound
Oh, you didn't that I'm the bomb, baby? Well take a toke of this D I an' you be feelin' flizie 'Cause I Mausberg, the superior Steppin' the club, pound, pound, so ya fearin' us
But don't trip we the vibe right Baby, buy me some Remy an' if yo' daddy trippin' Tell him beep me 'cause I be's an' Tone An' swift up on my toes, G'd up in alligate's an' steel
Can I get a pound? Pound, pound If the flyest who am I? You the realest Look into my eyes an' tell me what do you Oh, you my entourage DJ Quik an' AMG
Well, get yo' groove on 'cause I ain't hatin' on the When that 9 5th drop you an' yo' gon' be on me All I wanna do is up in an' slide back out Slap you in yo' face an' stick it in yo' mouth
You think I'm bullshittin'? Well, meet me my show Bring yo' lips to that all white Limo So we can ride, slide, dip an' glide, An' do our thang 'cause my whole fly
we come up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, Lookin' for somethin' be nice brown an' round an' Suga Free with a brand new sound
When we up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, give us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' Mausberg an' Suga with a brand new sound
It good don't it? It ain't no good if it ain't good enough To put the good on it Peep how I struck up bitch in the air Stay there until I tell you come An' when you do, you shut the up
She'll sell a nice dream, but bitch you'll have luck to find 2 Pac than me buyin' you somethin' Off the ice truck, Oxygen, you leave 'lone, leave me 'lone Before I lock you in little bitty box again
let up y'all just keep her soakin' wet up Playa, playa an' tell her she need to shut up Don't up, naw, nigga You better, you tighten up
Throw ya head back, back, back, back, lean it to the Hey playas, 'em that we fly, catastrophe Bitch, rather slide a slide of razor blades Into a pool of piss, but this hoe had the audacity
To ask me for a dollar even that's all I had left These lyin' ass hoes'll fifty cents yo' ass to death
When we come up we gettin' down, down, Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, for somethin' that be nice brown an' round An' we to hit the world with a brand new sound
When we come up we gettin' down, down, Step in the club, they us pound, pound, pound for somethin' that be nice brown an' round An' we come to hit the world a brand new sound