[DJ Quik]
Aw yeah, check this out
The Quiksta is here, yo Spin let me state this
With the hype and style the that I make this
Groove so hot that you would think that I bake this
This is a steak I'ma tiger-try and take this
I come off strong with the strength of a dozer
You have no game with your girl cus I chose her
I grabbed her hand; I took her backstage with me
We tore it off my friend, now she's yours again
I'm like the Big Bad Wolf on the microphone
So if your girl's Little Red you better take her home
And hide her, before I try to ease on up
To push up on the butt
Cus a brother like the Quik is chillin with a feelin
For a fly female because I'm able an willin
To tell her the things that make her hot like a cup of tea
After the show she'll be looking for me
To tear it off... 

Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (C'mon! Cmon!)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!(Word)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!(Yo, yo Spin)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!(Yo drop it)

[AMG]
Getting busy on dope, could swear up and down then I sold it
Girls on the tip so I hold it
A masterpiece, and a piece I'ma get
From the get go I'm gonna go to the mic sweat
And heaven knows, anything goes
With those that dispose no Gucci at our hoes
For the AMG and while your playin me
I'ma flex the hip hop sex and then I'll be
Nice and smooth and mellow and hell of a fellow
?? you can't get with this
I'm a hip with this
Do that dance I'ma ring while you swing to this
And you thought I was only a pimp, how you figure though?
I'll make it good to your girl cus a niggaro
Is givin you something with heart and not soul
Yeah, tear it off

Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (Aw Yeah)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (Yo baby)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (DJ Quik and Spin)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (And we in here you know it)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (We got Trace on the board)
(Yo Trace, drop that shit)

[AMG]
I wouldn't stop for a million bucks
Money, Quik cuts, The Source with a house to ‘ford
And I'll bet the set will be in E-F-F-E-C-T
I'll be arranged to change so I can talk to you
On stage the world the girls the date, but I aint fazed
I play the role and I get praised
Freak and the funk and yo, watch a brother hustle right
On the road with rhythm and chorus, mic
Cus what I'm sayin, "There aint no brother like me"
To step into the AM cus the AM be the G
And girlies on the tip, but they really on the D
And Quik is on the mix, but if he aint he on a freak
Take it off baby, cus today you're gettin done
You never let me see you swim, but let me see you cum
So I can make it good to ya
You know I wanna do ya (Word)
Tear it off... 

Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!

[Gangsta D]
Pow, pussy aint nuttin hole
And most bitches aint nothing but hoes
So what I'm gonna do right here
Is kick it to the man left rear (Run that shit)
And a one and a two and a three
And you got the nigga AMG
And a four and a five and a six
On my left hand side is DJ Quik
We got 2nd II None in the house
We got my man Hi-C in the house
And all the niggas who disapprove
Ya tryin to bust a move
You can get a dick in ya mouth

[KK]
Yo, you can't fuck wit a nigga, I'm holdin my piece
I'm bailin down to Kren's with my Khakis creased
A lick on my neck and a bitch on my dick-so
I put a beeper card on the bitch front window
I'm that nigga who can service well
Then bloody up the sheets at a raunchy motel
Yeah I'm a treat ya, cus I'm a feed ya
Take you to McDonalds then I leave ya

[Gangsta D]
Live, via satellite on Rolls ?? we got my boy DJ Quik in the house and he's 
gonna take you on a mission and show you how the real jackers jack

[DJ Quik]
And now I'm takin off my belt so I can sag
I keep the 44 Mag in a duffle bag
And in the G-ride I'm rollin in the rain
And don't let me catch you slippin on the turning lane
I creep up to your quarter panel and I pause
We 'bout to fold up to your nose and make you shit your drawers
Now I don't want your money or your hoes
No, All I want is your muthafuckin Renzo's
Now, let's take a ride down to Kren's
I'm rollin with a muthafucka with do do in his pants
And a nigga like you can get me work
Because I know you got them birdies that don't chirp
Aww, too bad you didn't make it to your .9
So forget about your fento cus it's mine
And to you niggas that be trippin watch your trunk and don't be slippin
Cus the Quik will take your hoofty everytime, muthafucka

[Gangsta D]
Once again it's the muthafuckin D
You wanna be my bitch, well you gotta pay a fee
You wanna get quoted, get your ass in the circle
We'll whoop your ass nigga till your eye turn purple (Ayo Crawf)

[Hi-C]
My name is the Crawf
The C-R-A-W-F-O-R-D
The poet Hi-C
I got your fat pregnant bitch in my waterbed
And I'm about to bust a nut on your little baby's head
The shit you be talking, I label it "caca"
Move your fat ass, and pass the vodka
Pour half a cup, fill it up with socko
Bitches tryin trip, you might get socked ho
"I love you though" that's what I'm screamin
Just to get some pussy I'll be fiendin
Boyfriend always talking 'bout doggystyle
Wait a while, I can do it froggystyle

(Stop that darn cussing, my children are listening)

Eat a dick, ya bitch

[DJ Quik]
Ayo, Teddy I think that nigga AMG is scared of pussy, homie

[Teddy]
Yo, you must be bullshittin' right?

-Hell naw man, look, check this out.  There was this fine ass bitch standin 
out in front of my house the other day on his jock, and that nigga was 
scared to come at her, man.
-Yo man, that don't even sound like AMG, man quit bullshittin.
-Man, that nigga be perpin' like he a pimp and shit, you know what I'm 
sayin?  But if she would've stepped to me, it would have been a little  different.
-Man, how you figure it would've been different.
-Nigga would've came at real you know what I'm sayin?
-Naw man, only nigga that come real is me. But tell me (yeah right) how would you come?
-If the bitch would've stepped to me I would have came at her something like this... 

[DJ Quik]
Yo, how would you like to spend sometime with DJ Quik, girl?
I know I'm better than good cus I rock your world
So come with me and you will see just what I'm all about
And I go straight to the moves so let me bust it out
I wanna grind and moan while I hold your hand
And girl we're both mature enough so we can dirty dance
Cus can't you see that I'm a player and I got to have it
Just like a rabbit, so c'mon baby let me grab it
I won't mislead you, just let me feed you
A nine-inch diggidy diggidy dickie all up in you
But you know-you know I do it right my name aint Sydnie
Get on your hands and knees and let me stab yo kidney
From the back
All over the intestinal track
Some call it ?butts'ha? but I call it the butt
And now you see that I'm a true, and girl you're so appealing
I wanna fuck you to the ceilin cus I got that feelin

Now that's how I come at her you know what I'm sayin?

[Teddy]
Man, I see you got a little mack daddy you know?

-A little mack? Nigga I got game, these bitches be on it
-Yo man, but you ain't prove nothin to me yet
-Yeah right, I'll prove it to you in the second verse though, now peep this

Love me... ahu ahu
Love me... 
Love me... ahu ahu
Love me... 

[DJ Quik]
Yo, I'm DJ Quik a player and a hustler too
So many girlies on my jock that I don't know what to do
I buy my jimmies by the cases and not by the packs
Because I knock so many boots I have to keep ‘em in stacks
Now the fellas they get jealous, the ladies they get hot
Because they now that I'm player givin you all that I got
And in the sheets I'm a super lover that's what I said
I maybe Quik on the tables but I'm forever in bed
Because I grind it, and get behind it
And when my tape stops I get up and rewind it
I like to fuck it, I never suck it
And if you're dumb I get you sprung just like a cluck
Bitch, hey, DJ Quik is in effect for the 9-0 season
Skeasin is the reason, cus I'm so damn pleasin
Quik is the name and if you think that I'm appealin
Then go for what you know, baby, because I got that feelin

[Teddy]
Yo man I see what your sayin man

-Oh yeah, pimpin's just that simple
-I know man, you should pump that nigga AMG
-I know man, that nigga need some courage you know what I'm sayin? Cus we 
handle it, and we outta here

Love me... ah ahu
Love me... 
Love me... ahu ahu
Love me... 

[DJ Quik]
Yo, mesa name is DJ Quik, and this is dedicated to all the bud smokas in the 
house if you like to roll up a big fat huddha and smoke it.  Now let me hear 
you sing this like me. Check it out!

[Chorus]
Me smoke de Bombbudd, woeyo, woeyo
Me smoke de Bombbudd
Me smoke de Bombbudd, woeyo, woeyo
Me smoke de Bombbudd

[DJ Quik]
Yo, I say me smoke the Bombudd like it's going out of style
Give me the Bombudd me give you big Kool-Aid smile
Though sometimes meah short and me must settle for the stress
Me try stop smoking Bombudd, but me making no progress
Me say Mickey smoke the Bombudd, Shabby smoke it too
N-O-E him smoke the bud  says ameena too
Me like it in de cubby cus it make feel iree
Me take it anytime, cus me bud junky
When me wakin in the mornin eye me lookin kinda red
But me say me don't wanna drink even though the 8 ball's in the affect
Yeah they say that me bud junky and they gone to prove the point
Let me reach into my pocket, YO, somebody took my joint!

[Chorus]

[DJ Quik]
Yo, I say me smoke the Bombudd almost each and everyday
Smokin the Bombudd me keeping doctor away
They homies see me comin and they know me spend cash
They jock my reggae rhymes so they double up by bag
Sometimes me get load that's the time I pull a twist
Me love to shake the dice punk these suckas for a hitch
Me never use a clip cus my finger nails long
Cus me smoke de any kind except the homegrown
Me like to smoke the bud but my eyes they get all red
My senses get dull and me forget what I said
Me find my joint now and me want to take a toke
Let take a long hit, hold the smoke until me choke!

[Chorus] 2x

Yo D pas me that huddha, boy

[Chorus]

Me say Noe, el he smoke de Bombudd
Me homie LA Mike yes him smoke de Bombudd
Me say AMG oh yes him smoke de Bombudd
Me say Freaky Fred yes him smoke de Bombudd
Me say Shabby Bleu him smoke de Bombudd
Me say me brother Perry him smoke de Bombudd
Me say me brother Peel him smoke de Bombudd
Me say homies Mike, D and KK yup they smoke de Bombudd
And me like de way de Bombudd taste
Me like de way de Bombudd smell

[DJ Quik]
Ladies and Gentlemen, the fabulous Club Dynomite is proud to present, for 
one night only, on a their city wide debut tour, of Compton, Watts, 
Glennwood, Inglewood, Adera Heights, Culver City and Southgate. Would Please 
help me give a warm welcome to: Sexy Leroy and The Chocolate Lovelitez

[Sexy Leroy & Chocolate Lovelitez]
September 3rd
Will be our first year
(shabutee boop, shoop-sha-doop)(continuous)
All I ever wanted to do, ha, is make you happy dear
Ah, yeah, lately you been actin funny
Stayin out all night long
Ya hurtin me baby
And ya doin me wrong, yes you are now

[??]
Come and lay here baby
And kick your shoes over there
See they way you've been treatin me lately baby
And it just so wonderfal
All I wanna do is
Make sweet love tonight
But the way that you push me off girl
Now you know that just aint right, so a

[The Chocolate Lovelitez]
Baby don't trip, take ya drawers off ya hips
If you wanna make love tonight
Cus I can go deep, in between the two sheets
In the middle of the night

[Sexy Leroy]
Tear 'em off, tear 'em off, tear 'em off!
Break me off sump'in proper bitch
You know I've been waitin for a long time
Yes I have, UH, yes I have, yes I have, yeah
For one, you treat me wrong
Two, you stay out all night long
Three, you disrespect me
Fou', I aint takin this shit no mo'
Hey! Hey.. Hey! Hey!Heyyyyeaaaaaah
Sweet Johnny Ray, huh!
Bitch you gotta stay in your place
Clean up the house
Now, give me some pussy
C'mon!

[The Chocolate Lovelitez]
Baby don't trip, take ya drawers off ya hips
If you wanna make love tonight
Cus I can go deep, in between the two sheets
In the middle of the night

[Sexy Leroy]
Wa, wa wa wa wa.. 
Ya know, life is all about mature things
And we must understand all of 'em
Like this here
Wait a minute baby don't push my hand back
Wait a minute, wait a minute
What you mean wait?
Bitch, I've been knowin you for two years and you're gonna colorate?
Give it here.. 
Good advice
To all the young black brothas
If she don't wanna give it up
I said is she don't wanna give it up
Do like Sexy Leroy
And leave the bitch alone
Leave her alone
Leave her alone
See, you gotta leave her alone
If she wanna act like that just
Leave the bitch alone
She ain't nuttin, you ain't gainin nuttin
So leave her alone
Because if you leave her alone
Everybody out there just
Leave the bitch alone
Lovelitez, see she'll do ya like Tyson
So leave her alone
Ha! Leave her alone, leave her alone
Leave the bitch alone
If she aint rippin, leave the bitch alone
Uh ha!

[DJ Quik]
This is a song that I wanna dedicate to my true
You think that then my homie I will never turn my back on you-uuu
Mama say let lay you got the girl that she make me feel real irie
(Real Irie!)(That!)
So lemme sing it like this (Dont Do It!)

[DJ Quik]
I said me wan yes me wanna rip your girl
I do I said me really really wanna rip your girl
I do I said me wan yes me wanna rip your girl
I do I said me really really wanna rip your girl

(Ah what he say?!)
I said I like it..Ah when she wear mini-skirt
I said I like it..Ah when your girl like to flirt
I said I like it..Ah when she not wear your ring
I said I like it..Because ya cyaant do a ting

I said me wan yes me wanna rip your girl
I do I said me really really wanna rip your girl
I do I said me wan yes me wanna fuck your girl
I do I said me really really wanna fuck your girl

(Ah what he say?!)
Ah let me rip dis..a tha va-gina
Ah let me feel dis..a tha va-gina
Ah let me touch dis..a tha va-gina
Ah let me taste dis..you know its tha va-gina

Me Say
When your girl sit dere on her backside
She like to knock boots she just mek me wanna ride (AND!)
When your girl sit dere on her backside
She take it off di bra because dey much to much to hide (JUST!)
No fi dem a just for me
No fi dem a just for me

What a priv man a DJ Quik will be (Right!)
A said dat not a coward nah DJ Quik will be

Ah what me say?
I said me wan yes me wanna rip your girl
I do I said me really really wanna fuck your girl
I do I said me wan yes me wanna rip your girl
I do I said me really really wanna rip your girl

Ah what me say? (JUST!)
When your girl come and sit down next to me
Cant play it off my dick is hard as can be (AND!)
When your girl come and sit down next to me
Yer girl poon-ani looking sweet as can be

SAID I LIKE IT!..Ah when she wear mini-skirt
I said I like it..Ah when your girl like to flirt
I said I like it..Ah when she not wear your ring
I said I like it..Ah when ya cyaant do a ting

I said me wan yes me wanna rip your girl
I do I said me really really wanna fuck your girl
I do I said me wan yes I wanna fuck your girl
I do I said just let me let me let me rip your girl

Ah what me say? (JUST!)
Let me rip dis..a tha va-gina
Let me feel dis..a tha va-gina
Let me touch dis..a tha va-gina
Let me taste dis..a tha va-gina (AND!)

Me say Shaggy yes he wanna rip your girl (AND!)
Playa Hamm yes he wanna fuck your girl (AND!)
Me say K-K yes him wanna rip your girl (AND!)
Me say the D' yes him wanna fuck your girl (AND!)[echo]
The AFT yes him wanna fuck your girl (AND!)
The Hi-C yes he wanna fuck your girl (AND!)
The Eazy-E yes let him rip your girl (AND!)
The Twin Cavi yes let him rip your girl

We say...you buy the bud and me buy the drink
Let me work the pussy till the monkey is deep
You buy the bud and me buy the drink
Said lemme work your monkey till the poon-ani stink

I said me wan yes me wanna rip your girl
I do I said me really really wanna fuck your girl
I do I said me wan yes me wanna rip your girl
I do I said me really really wanna fuck your girl (HEY!)

SAID I LIKE IT!..Ah when she wear mini-skirt
I said I like it..Ah when your girl like to flirt
I said I like it..Ah when she not wear your ring
I said I like it..Ah when ya cyaant do a ting (JUST!)

Let me rip dis..a tha va-gina
Let me feel dis..a tha va-gina
Let me touch dis..a tha va-gina
Let me taste dis..You know its tha va-gina

I said me do me do me wanna rip your girl
I do I said me really really wanna fuck your girl
I do I said just let me let me let me fuck your girl
I do I said me really really wanna fuck your girl (I!)[echo]

[DJ Quik]
New game.. 

Ay, my musical style is far from intermediate
And my lyrics stay flow as if I was collegian (smart)
Take my style you need it
Cus the shit I'm hearing on the radio is so repeated
So repetitive, not to be confused with competitive
Get a bar of this you need a sedative
It'll keep you up all night
Analyze it; dissect it, pretty tough all right
Cus I got some magic goin down
I summon up my powers and get tragic on the sound
Levin maggots on the ground (wow)
And I'm trying to do it twice and get some rich ass figures
Cus I'm tired of being nice to you bitch ass niggas
And the truth is, I ignore disses
You probably want my misses or you probably want my kisses, little faggot
Never one for metaphors
But now I take competitors, bleeding through that set of doors
Cus I'm pretty jagged
Flyer than TWA
We came to the game strong we ready to play
So watch how you speak it
Cus my niggas'll break bats over your head until you leakin
Nigga take that

[Hook] 2x
Did y'all feel dat? *talk box*
We turning you out and we move the crowd, yeah
Did y'all feel dat? *talk box*
We turning you out and we shake the crowd, yeah

[Skaboobie]
What's with this paper stuff? Buy ya shit, look how you be actin
Well I aint buyin shit but this one got you laughin
Tough actin like +Tinactin+ is how my game got you reactin
Keep ?? them songs, look how you got me actin
Skaboo come through, Skaboo always come through
Shit pay a villain to a mind if a nigga asked you to
I'm feelin you supposed to
Look at all the things that I go through
Ring the bell, gets the ?? before I'm even spoken to
What the ?? quick to blow ya spot
Why you sweatin when it was dead cold? I keeps it hot, hot!
Figure you could ride me and still play me like polo, that's a no no
Now I'm platinum crackin and that's fo sho' though
Baby girl you aint know sexuality
That got you watchin me jockin me fuckin wit Quik, Quik and now she out for 
me
Pussy, torsi, pussy no working
Skaboo Ha! Got your body jerkin

[Hook] 2x

[Mausberg]
Now I'm as real as real gets
And I put that on a police spill fuckin with Quik I'ma be rich
And I aint got no doubt in my mind, change the game in a real way
Residential to presidential hey
Y'all niggas don't wanna see me ballin
Being black, in the big black Navi raw doggin
Puffin on nothin but the bombest
On my way up to the studio to get my definition of "Ebonics"
Doin my thang gettin paid at the same time
5 G's for a 40 second rap line
God bless the voice of a young soldier
You don't wanna party with the realest pass my chips over
Gave the show ate the sandwiches and left
Packed the Avian water, left a big ass mess
Now we on the highway, doin it my way
Back up to the marial for my after party
Did y'all feel dat?

[Hook] 2x

[DJ Quik]
Now if I broke my leg, tell me, would I be carried?
And would you still love, baby, if I was married?
Or will I make the shot even if I was hurried?
And will I still be remembered even after I'm buried?
They got me waking up in the morning getting loaded
Got me worrying so hard sometimes I'm feeling like my brain exploded
But I'm a break it down, fix it and re-roll it
And show you haters out here that I control it
I'm in this for something so different that you couldn't imagine
The style, the flyness, the beautiful hoes
The pile, the higness, the pitiful lows
That keeps a major player like me up on his toes
No, not quite, I want my props on the merit of the hands
That I use to mould myself to the spirit of a man
I'm just a tiny grain of sand under my God
The one who keeps me humble, keeps me up and working hard
It's alright to be in love with yourself
But when your sex life gets bad you ain't on the shelf
Lose your addictions, clean spirit's a must
Shed your inhibitions and come bounce with us
We trying to have fun from Japan to Compton
With no more evil cause it salts the program
See I never went back to something that burned out
And I ain't never did a party I ain't turn out

[Chorus]
Things I used to do, I don't do no more
Places I used to go, don't move me like before
Ahh, but it's gonna be rough

[Mausberg]
>From the bottom to the top, top to the bottom
Real homeys don't forget about the ones who thought about em
Rags to riches, riches to rags
I apologize for hurting your feelings, little fag
Back in the day we was young thinking everything was cool
Ditching school, puffing beadies and drinking brew
Afraid of the bomb izm but we tried it
Ain't no sense in denying it, I loved that environment
Take a look back and damn near shed a tear
Reminiscing on the past time, year after year
When we grew up, things have changed
You in the penitentiary, I be dwelling in the rap game
Started at the same path but I chose to go right
Looking for money and fame cause I'm a rider for life
And all the slanging and banging and fucking rats in the past
I shook it to the left and I ain't looking for a pass

[Chorus]

[DJ Quik]
Now I just want to do my best whether it's work, play or either
And I ain't trying to be no preacher cause they ain't perfect neither
One of the coldest entertainers that I done seen yet
With the skill to rock the fellas and make the ladies sweat
But there's a method to the madness that I suffer from
Making the hardest dudes tremble and even tougher run
It's called the spirit and it's fly, and it's making me bigger
Keeping me from stressing out and throwing nuttys on niggas
Ain't religion for me unless it's all to the good
Cause I'm an open-minded ex-G with my sights on the hood
Trying to keep the little YGs out of the line of the fire
Even if it means I'm gonna take the hit, leak and expire
Now I see what Top was saying before he left his hole
That we'll shine like glitter, my nigga, but keep your soul
Don't give another nigga control of your gold
Share your parties with the world and watch you get swirled

[Chorus]

[DJ Quik]
Huh, now don't come to my party if you don't wanna get drunk
It's me and my niggas and we puffin on a skunk
Cus it's true when I'm bent and I'm fuckin I can last long
With some Gin and a grin cus my cocks grown
Now don't trip ho, you like to get bent too
Hit the thai, run, get ya coochie in bent too
By a nigga that'll make ya sick
You know me *scratch**scratch**scratch* , Yeah
Now let me tell you about a party that I threw last year
Niggas kept haulin that party over here
Too many niggas so I had to get a keg of Budweiser
But it had me pissin down my leg
So I bought somethin that'll last longer
Somethin a little harder somethin a little stronger
Somethin that'll definitely make your day
So what you say muthafucka want some Tanqueray?
Now the niggas up on it went got some orange juice
Cus they know that Tanqueray'll get them hoes loose
Fillin up your glass, boy you tryin to trip
Nigga you can't handle full glass, fool take a sip
But I'm not stingy so I filled it to the rim
He went up in my kitchen with a bitch named Kim
Straight bareback in the pussy he dove
Huh, bustin nuts all on my stove
From drinking that.. 

[Chorus]
Tanqueray'll have ya feelin so fine
Little green bottle got you outta ya mind
So if you want to get bent in a big-o way
Come on and drink a little Tanqueray

[DJ Quik]
Now the party started jumpin and the music got loud
A hand full of niggas done turn into a crowd
Out my control the party started hoppin
And the more that niggas drunk, the more that started droppin
Shit, my house got fucked up for certain
With beer on my carpet, gum on my curtain
Niggas in my front yard bendin up the fence
Havin a fuckin great time all at my expense
But I can't trip because I'm knowin
Niggas gon' be niggas and that's just the way shit's goin
But bout damn time I got a visit from the crew
Playa Hamm and Shabby Bleu
With some bitches hollin' (Hey, where the party at?)
I said "The party's in my pants in ya monkey's kind a fat"
"Naw I'm just bullshittin come on in"
Now it was two bad bitches, but they had an ugly friend
Then the ho decided that she wanted to dance
Spilled Boo Farm, all on my pants
Plus she was spokin like a fingero ho
But I didn't say a Goddamn thing cus I didn't know
Then she and ?? started havin a fit
Talking about (all y'all rappin niggas aint shit)
So I spit in her face and socked the ho in lip
And dragged the bitch outta my tent
Cus I was full of that.. 

[Chorus]

[DJ Quik]
Check it, now the bitch straight skated, but then she rolled back
Came up in the party wit a strap, cocked it
Jack, spotted it, hit her on the head and speed knotted it
Bitch dropped the strap and I got it
Rat pack time niggas, stop
The lights came on and the bitch got dropped
It was party over here and party over there
Till the niggas trippin, and started pullin out her hair
Now it really wouldn't nice to see
When they beat a bitch down, and drag her ass out in the street
"And you aint getting yo gat back showty"
Put it in pocket went back to the pawty
And everybody kicked it for the rest of the night
Huh, bud straight facin and the vibe was right
Wouldn't no mo' strappin everything was okay
Each everybody up skated cus we was outta that.. 

[Chorus] 2x 

La la la la la la la la la.. 

[Man]
Tell me, what do you think of mista Quik?

[Woman]
What do you mean?

[M]-You know, would you like, think of someone you might wanna fuck?
[W]-Yes

[DJ Quik]
It's like ahhh, how you like me now?
Mista Quik up in yo ass like a dog of puppy chow
Cus I'm diggy-diggin the guts out
Then I'm takin my nuts out
Rinsin ‘em off then I'm moppin out
So you tend to think I'm 5'11 but I'm six feet tall
With enough dick to have you climbin up the wall
One nuts, two nuts, three un four
Then I wake up in the morning and I bust two more
Cus that's the freak in me, and yes I'm very doggy
Playin with your coochie till it's nice and soggy
Saddle up the horsy then I ride West to North, East and South
And then I put it in your mouth
And shoot a missile
Right up where you whistle
Kiss it, lick it
Hoochie mama you know where to stick it
Cus if I couldn't fuck you wouldn't be in bed
Bittin on my pillows and bumpin yo head
Because, I got the dick you want to know betta
I've got the nuts that swang togetha
So here's a promise from me to you, if you ever want to get the bone up
And do the grown up
Then we can handle this baby, just don't get loud
Cus I'ma cover up your mouth bitch, while I'm Diggin' U Out

Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Fade that monkey till it's funky* (Yes!)
Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Slangin this dick like dope *(While I'm Diggin' U Out)
Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Fade that money till it's funky* (Yes!)
Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Yo D, Hi-C all up in that shit*

[DJ Quik]
Now I'm wearin more caps that the fuckin Mad Hatter
Makin hoes know whether thin or fatter
And if you don't believe me then it really don't matter
Cus diggin it, pullin it, yankin it, bringin the damage to your blader
And I'm knowin, you knew they job was dangerous when you took it
You played your pussy like bait and let me hook it
So remove your dentures
And, by, plus it's not just a job it's adventure
Duke shoot brown or vanilla mellow yellow
Color don't matter cus I'm not a choosy fellow
As long as I got me a hat, girl
I can introduce my dog to your cat
Cus fuckin is the way of life, my favorite pass time
And I gets happy when I see a panty line
So if I slap that ass, baby doll don't trip
Just grab yourself a glass full of my dick and take a sip
Cus God don't make no junk
And he took his time when he shaped your trunk
Pussy made niggas like me, so baby doubt
Let me prove that I'm servin my purpose, Diggin' U Out

Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Fade that monkey till it's funky* (Yes)
Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Slangin this dick like dope* (While I'm Diggin' U Out)
Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Fade that monkey till it's funky* (Yes)
Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, break, break, break it 
out
*Break it down* (Break it down)

[DJ Quik]
Tell me, is this the dick that makes you scream in pain?
Is this the dick that makes you scream my name?
Is this the dick that you brag about?
Is this the dick you wanna carry in ya mouth?
Little mista Quiksta, baby don't knock it
I might be slim but I got a big cock
And if it's worth my while, to naked booty style
Then I'ma put on my uniform and give you service with a smile
Do it till ya satisfied
The freak is into me and if you quiet, then I know you wanna try it
So go on and unbutton blouse
Cus I gotta let you know that DJ Quik is in the muthafuckin house
Givin ya dick all day but you gotta understand
I can be your nigga but I'm not your man
As long as it's understood
I can keep the dick good
Without a doubt
While I'm Diggin' U Out

Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Fade that monkey till it's funky* (Yes)
Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Slangin this dick like dope* (While I'm Diggin' U Out)
Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*Fade that monkey till it's funky* (Yes)
Dig, diggie, dig, diggie, diggie, dig, dig, diggie, dig, dig, dig it out
*DJ Quik is in the muthafuckin house*

[Guy 1]
Ay, ay ??
[Guy 2]
Ay man, what is it man?
[G1]
Who own the record man?
[G2]
Man, who the hell are you man? Walkin up on me lookin like you so 
broke, man, if it cost three cents to shit you'd have to throw up. You know 
who own the record.  Man, why don't you sit your ignorant ass down, man, and 
listen.

[Playa Hamm & DJ Quik]
So is it my turn again? (Yeah nigga it's yours)
Oh I done kick a funky verse for the P-funk? (Of course)
Well count down nigga to end for these fakers
Bet we hit this time and we fade no takers
Who thought the funk was despondent out the Westside
Not be along for the ride (But it's only for the trees)
That's right, so peep the shot
And if I get it hot, baby I'ma rock the twat
Cus aint no party like a party in the Penthouse suite
And you know how we do it, baby, yo Tree
So if the mack of the smack brings fear
Them perpetrators right when they was cowards right from the very start
Pretendin theys the ones that true
But pimp who is they foolin? (Not me or you)
Fools confused, thinking we's on a decline
Cus we kicks the P's and tell 'em about the funk this time

*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk

[2-Tone]
Comin at that ass again it don't stop
Bust a lean in yo 64 shift, take a hop to the top
Where the hustlas hang out
Endo remains to sprout; ?? knows what I'm talking about
And gets host from my block to your neighborhood
Tell 'em Quik when you know it's back to no good
I wish you would, cus I'm true to this gangsta shit
Now take a Tic Tac, and bust 'em like a hoe in the hood, bitch
Took my endz ho
They say it's never enough you know?
I gots to have mo'
But I'ma shake the spot infact
I just jacked his trick and his fo' so I can crack-a-lack
And straight P-funk anytime
It's only right you peeped the rhyme, I got to take mine
Check yo ass with the shit that stank
Cus 2-Tone came to the game, aint a damn thang changed

*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk

[Kam]
It's the 1 to the 9 with the 9 to the 4
When I thought you knew the drill, but you still don't hear me though
Kam and Watts up, from the grass roots
No daisy duke shit, knockin crazy ass boots
Nigga please, we kick it like G'z
Puttin down work when I lurk don't even sneeze (Fuck the Goldies)
That's just the Eastside way of getting chips
When your raise up chillin with the dogs and the rips
New cars get tagged, ridas get wrecked
Niggas caps get peeled back, and chins get checked
Don't expect no love, boy, no apology
Kids aint fallin for yo child psychology
In 9 and 4 mindin yo business is the best bitch
Screamin 'Watts riot' we aint even made a mess yet
Ya shouldn't speak with a weak heart
You gots to finish everything you start
And aint a damn thang changed

*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk

[Hi-C]
Now niggas transform like deceptive cons
We'll slice your ass up like Jeffrey Don
Quik drop bombs on the P-funk tip
Even though a nigga rap you'll still get that ass whipped
Please don't slip, aint a damn than changed
Numb yo ass up like some nova cane
Have you all fucked up like you smoked some loot
Hi-C still sippin pussy like soup
We got Kam, Hamm, New D, and Quik
And me myself, mista big dick
No I might not know which bitch that I want
But I know on thing I *scratch* Got to have the funk
From ya speaker and not from ya ass
Cus some of y'all bitches just wont take baths
Hand picked niggas just can't me tang
Cus we true to the game
And aint a damn thang changed

*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk
*scratches* Nothing has changed, 
nothing has *scratches* gots to have the funk

[Gangsta D]
Can ya tell me? (Who that nigga flipped?)
Goddamn muthafucka it's the Gangsta D
Kickin shit for these niggas and all these bad necks
Cus I got the dope shit for each and every set
Next.. 

[KK]
Up on line it's that black ass K
I could never switch it for ya cus I'm still the same way
Me and D can flip the shit kick down a funky flow
We represent the (P-Funk)
You know what its stand for

[DJ Quik]
Now back up in yo ass again it's mista Quik and I clown
I got the shit that shake 'em down, break 'em down, take 'em down
And now that I'm
Chillin with niggas mista 2-Tone, 2nd II None, Playa Hamm and Kam well 
Goddamn
Doin it like we do it, aint nuttin but trues to it
Rollin with the funky 'P' I thought you knew it
Cus it's nothin but the best
For the trues from the West.. Side
Cus aint nuttin changed and you know that's right

[General Jeff]
Yeah, this is General Jeff
Bringin up the real
Lettin ya know we representin with a all-start line up for that ass
Peep this out
We got Quik, 2nd II None, Hi-C, Playa Hamm, 2-Tone and that nigga Kam
If that don't move your ass I don't know what will
But no matter what, you gots to keep the P in it
That's mandatory, baby, cus aint nuttin changed

[Johnny Ray]
Ha ha ha.. Yeah!
Welcome to Club Hub City
I'm your host, Johnny Ray, what you say, what you say?
Yeah, all the ladies in the house tonight!
Alright, we got a dedication going out to all these hoes
With this big booty ha ha

[DJ Quik]
Now all you bad necks be tryin to give up the sex
Just because you see me in that 94 Lex
Actin like you all that but you knew me when you blew me
But I can play your game you little undercover groupie
I'ma cha cha with your ass while we sit for minute
Then wait for the indication that you'll let up in it
Then when we tongue kissin I'ma pullin it on out
So when you try to lick my belly I'ma put it in you mouth
You little freaky ass trick, lickin your own nipples
I hit you with this dick and have you walkin like a crippled
Pair of please dick, for fucin knee high dick, so give it a kiss
And sign your name on the waiting list
Then after that you can fuck my nigga Hi-C
Then mista K and mista D and then it's back on me
Cus this is the way that we play and you know
So be down for the get down and let us hit you little ho you

[Chorus]
This is for the ho in you
In you.. the ho in you (the hoe baby)
This is for the ho in you
In you.. the ho in you (la da da)

[Hi-C]
I be the H to I to dash ya C
Aint no other nigga nasty as me
Now you can ask Quik or either AMG
Who be hookin up orgies constantly
So baby are you ready?
I lay on you belly
Peep out the puss, see if it's smelly
If not, stick my middle finger up in the coochie
Then take my tongue and lick ya down ya booty
And worried about the dookie cus you just took a shower
Workin your thang for a whole half hour
I'm not like you girls that spit it out and take it out
Girl, I aint mad you can do it in my mouth
Ya never been done this way
I took out my dick she called me Cunta Kintay
And after I drop my knot
I was off my balls and blow up the spot

[Chorus]

[Gangsta D]
Bitch, come down and take a ride with me
And go on a journey with the Gangsta D
But I tell ya, I got the switches hot
Now here we go off to the spot
Glock, is under the seat, cus I aint givin a fuck
That's just another story
But what about these hoes with these big butts that be givin it up
Fuckin nigga after nigga all tossed up
So what the fuck am I suppose to do?
I don't bareback cus I don't wanna catch that flu
That ya can't shake, so bitch you can miss me
You better think again if you thinking you gon' kiss me
Cus I gives a fuck, I never did never will
You K tell him.. 

[KK]
If pussy stank pussy kill

[Gangsta D]
So all you hoes, and you bitches and you trick tramp sluts
It's the dick eat up, now.. 

[Chorus] 2x

[Sexy Leroy]
Wait a minute, ha!
We like to thank
Each and every one of you hoes for comin out to Club Hub City
I am Sexy Leroy, backed up by the fantabulous Chocolate Lovelitez
Give it up for The Chocolate Lovelitez
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Now I know some of you hoes are wonderin where we goin after the show, ha
You know where the limo is, baby, right outside
Yeah, and there's enough room for you, you, you, and you too
Aww sucky
Thank you, thank all you hoes for comin out
Well, I'd like to tell you hoes take it easy out there
And fellas if you hit somethin
Put a little somethin, somthin on
Cus everything will be right on right on
Aw hoes go home

[DJ Quik]
This one goes out to my niggas
Cus we be havin to deal with these punk ass bitches
Check this out

Hey bitch you remember me
It's mista DJ Quik from the Westside of the Tree
And you met me at 2000 where I'm brownin
That's where me and the PPC were just clownin
Doin what we had to do to get by
No money in my pocket but I was still fly
Curled to my neck but I got respect
And now I stack fat sacks and ride around in a Lex
And oh my bitch how you changed
I see you rubbin all on my dick and it's feelin kinda strange
Cus then you wouldn't even walk me around the block
But now your tryin to throw me that toe up cock
I wouldn't touch you with a ten-foot pole
I gots to keep the P in it baby, muthafuck you hoes
But open up wide if you given up head
Because, close mouths don't get fed
I'm talking to punk ass, trick ass, nuttin ass bitches
What's the name of your perfume “Vicious”?
Hoes aint shit, aint gon' be, aint never will be
And I'ma make you feel bad that you fucked me
So fast-forward tricks this is strictly for my dogs
Ballin like a muthafucka ragtop hogs
And El Cos keep rollin to this gangsta shit
And when I'm feelin like being bothered with you bitches
I'm givin ya.. 

[Chorus] 2x
Somethin 4 tha mood
Somethin to get you in the groove
So sip that cognac at get back
Cus that's just what I'm doin
What about my bitch on my lap?
(I'm givin ya.. )

[DJ Quik]
Ah.. 
Now it's 5:15 and I'm thinking about niggas Playa Hamm
Mr. Shabby Bleu and Big Jam
Hamm's at Gina's so I hit him on my mobile
87 Sprint him so you know I gots to flow
Yo what's up nigga

[Playa Hamm]
Yo same ol' playa
Got some tendas, meet me over at Gina's a little later
Hook it up mobbin through with D and a couple of half G's
So is you down for the skeaze?

[DJ Quik]
I'm on my way
Now the bitches at Gina's they all wanna see me
Put my telephone down for the LAPD
They passed me, I pass them, and they didn't even trip
Now I'm doin 55 over the Arlington Dip
In my Lex-o rollin got me feelin superior
With the funky white pearl and black leather interior
My niggas in my truck, we aint givin a fuck
We carried a very face pace to 42nd place
Snoop Dogg blew it and headed back to the strip
In the left hand turnin lane niggas steppin on trick
Bust a right on Normande, the bitches blow for me
But I don't pay ‘em no mind cus they come second to my homies
Hit the spot and bail but I don't step in the mud
Walk up in the living room where it's smellin like bud
In the kitchen where it aint no drinks but a gang a food
Ahh, let me pop the trunk cus I bought a little.. 

[Chorus] 2x

[DJ Quik]
Now I dips to the studio to listen to the hits
2nd II None workin on some brand new shit
And it's tighter that a muthafucka got that swang
While Big J try to take a nigga straight to Beighjing
But I pass on the bud, I mash on the brew
Genuine Draft for my muthafuckin crew
Tashe's chillin, China just trippin
Chris engineering and Bacon and George sippin
So listenin to this track makes you understand
Why niggas still can't fuck with the one-man band
Got my dark lokes clean with the P on my crown
And my black leather trench to the muthafuckin grown
And I'm faded, knowin I don't wanna drive drunk
In case I get jacked got my shit in the trunk
Now I might have been swerving but I made it to the tent
Just another day in the life of Quik
I'm givin ya.. 

[Chorus] 4x

Uh, to the top dog

[Chorus]
Get 2getha (Hi-C)
I said, Get 2getha (AMG)
Get 2getha (2nd II None)
Get 2getha Again

[AMG]
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

[Chorus] 2x

[Gangsta D]
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

[KK]
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

[Chorus] 2x

[Hi-C]
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?

[DJ Quik]
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

[Hi-C]
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

[DJ Quik]
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

[DJ Quik]
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

Said it's all, get 2getha
It's all right, get 2getha
All right, get 2getha
Aw, get 2getha Again
Still it's all, get 2getha
It's all right, get 2getha
All right baby, get 2getha
Yeeeaaah, get 2getha Again
Said it's all right, get 2getha
Said it's all right, get 2getha
C'mon, c'mon, get 2getha
Aw, get 2getha Again
Get 2getha, Hi-C
Get 2getha ,Quik face
Get 2getha
Aw, get 2getha Again 2nd II None
Said it's all, get 2getha AMG
It's all right, get 2getha
All right, get 2getha
Aw, get 2getha Again
Said it's all, get 2getha
It's all right, get 2getha
All right, get 2getha
Aw, get 2getha Again
Said it's all, get 2getha
It's all right, get 2getha
All right, get 2getha
Aw, get 2getha Again
Said it's all
All right
Ha ha

[DJ Quik]
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 ‘bout my self?

[Dionne Knighton]
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

[DJ Quik]
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

[Will Hudspeth]
Whateva I Do
I make you wanna touch yourself
Whenever I'm with you cus I got it (Girl do you know how bad I am?)
You make me wanna give it to you (Now give it to me)
Whateva I Do
I make you wanna touch yourself
When ever I'm with you cus I got it
You make me wanna give it to you

[DJ Quik]
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!

[Dionne Knighton]
Whateva U Do
You make me wanna touch myself
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it (Who got it?)
And I'm gonna make you give it to me (Sing it to me)
Whateva U Do
You make me wanna touch myself
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it 
(I know what I can do)
And I'm gonna make you give it to me 
(I wouldn't make records about it if I didn't)
Whateva U Do (Damn come here)
You make me wanna touch myself
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it 
(Come here let me feel you, give me a hug)
And I'm gonna make you give it to me 
(C'mon baby, maybe we can go to the beach)
Whateva U Do (You know like)
You make me wanna touch myself (Just play in the water)
Whenever I'm with you cus you got it
And I'm gonna make you give it to me

…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

[DJ Quik]
I'm not ya one hit wonder
And when you see me on the streets in a black jeep
know I got the heat up under
Not up under the seat, up under my cheek
Like so close to me that when I move it squeaks
I ain't no big buff dude I'm a rap singer
I exercise one muscle that's my strap finger
And I can't call it how I see it no more
'Cause these niggas'll take ya words back and twist em' like a pretzel
And these bitches be the same too
Comin' with that sob story crocodile tears trying to gang you
And that's exactly what the game do
And if you ever get caught dirty with a nigga she gon' blame you
So what in the hell you want to floss her for?
It's supposed to be bout' what a baller nigga cost that ho (yeah)
You givin' a game of black eye in ya S-5
While you niggas kick back poppin' X you let that cuz' dry
And that bitch supposed to carry her own car note (c'mon, yep)
And don't be going for that shit "I got a sore throat" (yeah)
Give that bitch a couple of Sucrets (mmm hmm)
Or give that that ho that application down on Vernon to that duplex (see ya)

[Chorus]
When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich bitch is the only concern

When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich bitch is the only concern
The only concern

[AMG]
Bitch you get fucked, can't suck but you want a nigga with a million bucks
A 5-double-O and a Rover truck up in the mall ripper till I know they stuck
Want to tell your friends that you fucked with A
But how many dicks did ya suck today?
Do we play ball? Do we move that weight?
All I got for a motherfuckin ho is hate
Bitch want to get drunk and high
Point that booty on to the sky
Square ass bitch go bake a pie
Get a tattoo of a dick in ya eye
Want to be flied call Continental (bitch)
The Benz ain't a rental
Sippin' on shit that ya can't pronounce
Ho quit staring at my bank account

[Chorus] 

[DJ Quik]
I'm the bomb bitch, I'm seizing
P the reason you know
'Cause pimpin'll have you seeing me with a bad ass ho
Legendary my name
Secondary you came
And you won't see me stop making hits 'till I walk with a cane
Still 5'11", 6 feet with shoes
Compton, OG nigga givin' niggas the blues
Etched in stone, makin' yo bitch fetch the bone
I'm calling the cops punk motherfuckers catch the phone
The walkie talkie, the 2-way and all of the above
Nightstick up yo ass too we all seen blood
Fuck ya, I'm a cop too (what?)
I'm a cop me a kilo of yay
and try to get it crackin' like it's '82 (ahh yeah)
With Monte Carlos and European firms cop them El Co's on that gold lace
Dippin' round the whole place (whole place)
Fuck a 6-pack nigga cop the whole case (whole case)
And when them marks come nigga crack they whole face
The way my glock cock keep a niggas full got him spittin' like that pitcher 
from the KC Royals
Socked the P.D., haters R.I.P.
Very sincerely yours
Quik nigga please

[Chorus] 

When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich bitch is the only concern
The only concern

When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin' big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin' rich bitch is the only concern

Ahh!