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 immediately that I'm off
So listen, muthafucka, why you comin' off My objective is to you off guard Get covert an' infiltrate yo' Crack yo' shit an' yo' bitch
Now, tell me could you A nigga all up in her beaver givin' her the love For hours at a before I take a breather An' when she tell me she loves me, I don't her
'Cause I in stereo or mono, hot like gonorrhea Burnin' everytime you a pee uh So when you see a nigga out his girl Then, baby, play you don't know me an' we'll 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 sack an' it back an' you'll die to get it Little punk I'm fly with it
When we come up we down, down, down Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, Lookin' for that be nice brown an' round DJ Quik an' AMG a brand new sound
When we up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, they us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' DJ an' AMG with a brand new sound
I her don't chase it but you can place it In your jaws to taste it or leave it in the basement I be the that's too familiar Get in the of ya an' then I diddle ya
ya down 'til it tickles, smack the booty with no pimples caress ya back then rub ya Baby, I'm a fiend, get the KY An' if I'm at a gigolo, baby, say, Hi
Fly a eagle in a Range Rover or a Regal Lookin' for the people An' when I catch ya girl you should feel lucky We can make but don't forget to fuck me
you got more bounce than Roger Troutman I don't know it's in or out an' Soak me, baby, give me good thang Ain't nothin' with a coochie bang
Suga Free, Mausberg, Quik an' the AM Definitely knows how to 'em 'Cause we from demos to Limos to luxuriousies To models from Milan on knees
When we come up we gettin' down, down, Step in the club, give us pound, pound, pound for somethin' that be nice brown an' round AMG an' Mausberg a brand new sound
When we come up we down, down, down in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' that be brown an' round AMG an' Mausberg with a brand new
Oh, you didn't that I'm the bomb, baby? take a toke of this D I an' you gon' be feelin' flizie 'Cause I Mausberg, the superior Steppin' the club, pound, pound, so ya fearin' us
But don't trip we keep the right Baby, buy me some Remy an' if yo' daddy trippin' Tell him beep me 'cause I be's Black an' 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 into my eyes an' tell me what do you see? Oh, you my entourage DJ Quik an' AMG
Well, get yo' groove on 'cause I hatin' on the homies When 9 5th drop you an' yo' sister gon' be on me All I wanna do is slide up in an' back out Slap you in yo' an' stick it dead in yo' mouth
You think I'm Well, meet me after my show Bring yo' lips to that all stretch Limo So we can ride, slide, dip an' glide, An' do our thang 'cause my whole fly
When we come up we down, down, down Step in the club, they us pound, pound, pound for somethin' that be nice brown an' round Mausberg an' Suga with a brand new sound
we come up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, they us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' that be nice an' round Mausberg an' Suga with a brand new sound
It feel don't it? It ain't no good if it ain't good enough To put the good on it how I struck up bitch jump in the air Stay there until I you come down An' when you do, you shut the up
sell a nice dream, but bitch you'll have better luck Tryin' to find 2 Pac me buyin' you somethin' Off the ice cream truck, Oxygen, you 'lone, leave me 'lone Before I lock you in little bitty box again
let up y'all just keep her soakin' wet up Playa, an' tell her when 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, tell 'em we fly, catastrophe Bitch, rather slide a slide of razor blades a pool of pimp 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 up we gettin' down, down, down in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' that be nice an' round An' we come to hit the world a brand new sound
When we come up we gettin' down, down, Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, Lookin' for somethin' that be nice an' round An' we to hit the world with a brand new sound