Quiks Groove (The One)

You see i wake up in the mornin grab ma blunt an pull ma dick up out this bitch mouth.

Ye Deh Dehh.

Im feelin like makin this bitch iron ma clothes or somthin

Multi taskin cookin breakfast make a nigga wanna smack dat ass

See i met this bitch on Crenshaw she told me giv her ride i sed if i do that you gotta giv me head while Ray Charles drive

Cuz i aint fo the drink an no i aint, im wiv ma main bitch an ma side bitch im feelin like Saddam

They had the bomb

An if her baby daddy trippin fuck dat nigga i push dat nigga head like back like he Lebron

Makin a nigga dissapear like Jeswarn

Body found by the Swans nigga missin both his arms

I aint playin

Im with da Rat-A-Tat-Tat

Shoot a nigga if he do or dont die he never comin back

Now its 1-2 buckle ma shoe

Pad leather Gesepis nigga watch wat tha fuck i do

Its the P -I -R to tha U

An i put that on ma moma ima ride for u baby boo

I sed i put dat on ma moma ima ride for you baby boo

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Hope you givin head today

Cus i jus wanna put this dick all in you

(So i can bust a nut)

Maybe we go celebrate

(Celebration)

You bring all your girls an im a bring ma crew

Let me be the one you take home at the end ov the night babe

Let me be the one

Only, want you to myself babe

Let me be the one

You no, always open to suggestions

Let me be the one

Down fo you, shud never be a question babe

To blow your mind...

Quick is tha name, with tha Game its a god dam shame,

Niggas cant see that we to blame,

Fo puttin Compton to flame,

Ignite it up, haters light it up

Wen u trip

But cant get stores in yo whip

Its wat i do, to protect ma party

Ma goons snatch you out by yo air party

An its bext shorty, all the ladies drink free All the players grab a tab thats how that spozd to be

Drinkin Classic Eagles

Fuckin faster than Grand National Regals

Im in it doin pussy doin keagles

Im so fresh single rite now

She so spead eagle rite now

Aint nuthin but the clothes goin down

Im in the game an tha fires the same

Ma music is deafening

Like even before ma fame

I wrote about a thousand 16 bar verses

An im still comin off like its ma first year

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Now DJ Quick got a bitch from tha bay

Sez she wanna fuck his lil homie gotta him sippin on his Alize

You ever had your dick sucked on Mausberg before

An had a Mausberg Comp leanin on a front door

Treat ma dick like a new born

Hold da head

I told a bitch pimpin aint dead

Hoes are scared

So stop dat livin

I got a bitch from da niggaz

Since they got a fuckin bounty on ma head

UH OH

Im rhymin with Chuck Taylor too

He doin sumthing new

Sumthing more comfortable for you too just bang your shit too

So lady go an work those hips

Like the inmates work those dips

An wen i get there baby work your lips

If it dont make dollars dont holla

Its DJ Quick in any year Impala

An if it dont make sense then dont flinch

Wat you get from a pole that dont you grass?

No Shit...

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(DJ