Had to get it out, yeah,
My name is Quik an' I be movin' like a race car But I'm top seed, number 1, like the car you up on me or you chillin' way far You can almost immediately that I'm aced off
So listen, muthafucka, why you comin' off My is to catch you off guard Get an' infiltrate yo' clique Crack yo' shit an' yo' bitch
Now, me could you conceive A all up in her beaver givin' her the love fever For hours at a time before I take a An' when she tell me she loves me, I don't her
I rock in stereo or mono, hot like gonorrhea Burnin' everytime you a pee uh So when you see a out with his girl Then, baby, like you don't know me an' we'll keep in a twirl
Because I go than the deep blue seas Baby, do you really play the flute on me? I'll give you a sack an' take it an' you'll die to get it punk 'cause I'm fly with it
When we come up we gettin' down, down, Step in the club, give us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' be nice brown an' round DJ an' AMG with a brand new sound
When we up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, for somethin' that be nice brown an' round DJ Quik an' AMG a brand new sound
I told her don't 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 middle of ya an' then I 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 a eagle in a Range Rover or a Regal Lookin' for the party An' when I catch ya baby girl you should lucky We can make but don't forget to fuck me
'Cause you got more bounce than Troutman I know when it's in or out an' me, baby, give me that good thang Ain't nothin' wrong with a coochie
'Cause Suga Free, Mausberg, an' the AM Definitely how to play 'em 'Cause we from demos to Limos to luxuriousies To models from Milan on knees
When we up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, they us pound, pound, pound for somethin' that be nice brown an' round AMG an' Mausberg a brand new sound
When we up we gettin' down, down, down Step in the club, they us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for somethin' be nice brown an' round AMG an' Mausberg with a new sound
Oh, you didn't know I'm the bomb, baby? Well a toke of this D I an' you gon' be feelin' flizie 'Cause I be's Mausberg, the through the club, pound, pound, so ya fearin' us
But don't we keep the vibe right Baby, buy me some Remy an' if yo' baby trippin' Tell him beep me 'cause I be's Black an' An' swift up on my toes, G'd up in an' steel toes
Can I get a pound? Pound, pound If the flyest who am I? You the realest Look into my eyes an' tell me do you see? Oh, you jockin' my DJ Quik an' AMG
Well, get yo' on 'cause I ain't hatin' on the homies When that 9 5th drop you an' yo' sister be on me All I wanna do is up in an' slide back out you in yo' face an' stick it dead in yo' mouth
You think I'm bullshittin'? Well, meet me my show Bring yo' lips to that all white stretch So we can ride, slide, dip an' glide, An' do our 'cause my whole clique fly
When we come up we gettin' down, down, in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound Lookin' for that 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 that be nice brown an' round Mausberg an' Suga Free with a brand new
It feel good don't it? It ain't no if it ain't good enough To put the proper on it Peep how I struck up bitch in the air Stay there until I you come down An' you do, you shut the fuck up
She'll sell a dream, but bitch you'll have better luck Tryin' to find 2 Pac than me buyin' you Off the ice cream truck, Oxygen, you leave 'lone, me 'lone Before I lock you in that little box again
Don't let up just keep her soakin' wet up Playa, playa an' her when she need to shut up lighten up, naw, nigga You better, you better up
Throw ya head back, back, back, back, it to the side Hey playas, tell 'em we fly, catastrophe Bitch, rather slide down a slide of razor Into a pool of piss, but this hoe had the audacity
To ask me for a dollar though 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' be nice brown an' round An' we come to hit the world with a new sound
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' we to hit the world with a brand new sound