TQ

Damizza presents: Where I wanna be
ft. Shade Sheist [Bounce]
They never saw me coming
ft. Lil' Wayne [Ride on]
ft. Tray Deee [One more lick]
The second coming
ft. P-Nut & the Gi-Gi's [Lite skinned freckle face]
ft. Homie [Internationally yours]
ft. Warren G [The grind]
ft. Baby [Dirty]
[Daily]


Bounce
[TQ]
yeah yeah oh oh yeah yeah

[Shade Sheist]
Yo I'm used to fine hoes
5 at a time hoes
Top of the line make you do a double take hoes
Hit the light show
Chill and watch how the birds on a prowl
Eazy find me in the crowd
Spot the watch gray
And they see the ice rite
Peep the keychain on the drop
Nice right
And I know what the want give me some get it hun
Cause I hear it all the time shady get me get me one
So from ashy to flashy I service the life
And make them my wife but keep the warranty on the side
Cause aint no pin-ups with prenups ya keep what ya got
Cause if we split up we splittin a half of the rocks
Cause you'll be lucky if ya leave with both of ya socks
And dont be tryin to file abuse cause im cool with the cops
Press your luck fuckin with shade
And i'll be singin out like tq with bye bye baby

[Chorus]
Do you wanna
I got this feelin tell me if I'm right
Are you the one I'm gonna take home tonight
If you wanna bounce rock roll with this
I gotta warn you miss we like gangsta shit
If ya aint with it then stay here trick
Cause your homegirl is tight
Tell me do you wanna

[Shade Sheist]
Yo I'm known to snag birds with little to no words
Get em duckin in the truck, before they know what occurred
Hit my where I wanna be skytel alert to gettin em very messy in the spot
where it hurts
Fuckin up affaris for chickens with long hair
And long legs with ginseng mouths for long hair with pretty eyes above
Big titties and trim thighs, who like them slim guys that rap and stay high
Them niggas who extend heads out expeds them real perverted
Niggas mackin out the club med, who spit the kinda shit that other niggas
Never said to get
The kind of bitches that would love to break beds nigga

[Chorus]

[TQ]
Yo if you still snatch Dames then we in the same game
TQ Shade Sheist you can add your own name
See how many birds like your baby ree chain
When you step up in the club with a fist ful of dubs and you buy
the whole bar for a price of a car
Wont you see how many birds flock just to see the star
cuz the worlds his now
Like that nigga with the scar when he makes his movies now
got it locked like a czar

[Chorus] 2x
Ride on
[TQ]
So you think it ain't right
The way I give mine
And what you describe
Well let me tell you like this
When I didn't have nothing
There weren't nobody giving me nothing
So I had to make something happen
The only way I know how
Was probably go down
Cos everybody was singin' and rappin'
I get my ride on

[Chorus]
Ride on (ride on) with all of my niggas
So what you hear me say
Right one, cos it's bout to get bigger
But I still gotto ride on
To get up on top
Cos he told me not to leave it a lot
That must keep lights on

[TQ]
I was reading in the paper yesterday
Say they cleaning up the streets around my way
To many niggas on the corner
Couldn't make no money if you wonna
And not one time riding through everyday
So I'm thinking like
Things bout to get a whole lot better
Black 64 with a trunk full of chedder
Picture my homies all born in the ghetto
Khakis with an Iceburg sweater
Listen to me
When my mama stop working
I can stop this shit
But until that day you gotta deal with this
I told y'all I'm a stay real with this
Still make a couple mil with this

[Chorus]

[Lil' Wayne]
Off the top this lil nigga is off the meter
Warn your people
Wayne is a walking heater
Flames all over
The game"s all over
I told y'all niggas
Now your reigns all over
Listen, don't play with me
That's cos I strap up quick
But holla tips
And glock clips
And my niggas they don't spray quickly
Thats cos I kiss my ride on
It time to kill niggas cos the lights on
Bandana tied on
Platinum over ice
Ten I brick the price
It's raw with no slice
I'm duckin' blue and whites
And yellow drive presser
Guns off my dresser
Set em on my leather
See Atrice told me to ride like that
So I'm a be like that
Thats how I get come Weezy Wee like that
I'm from the streets like that
And on these streets I'm gonna die
The G-code is what we live by
Forever ride

[Chorus]
One more lick
[Tray Deee]
Big Tray Deee up in here
Layin' fools down wit the homie TQ
I gots to do this for my bread & meat
This the only way I know how to eat
Fools don't know I'm steady on the come up
Ya know what I'm sayin'?

[Tray Deee]
Well, I was takin' up surveylance, tryin' to peep this lick
To get the layout raps, so I could peal his ?flip?
This outta town nigga tryin' to pose & clock
So I popped my glock as I observed the spot
Was layin' in the cut 'til it's time to jet
7:30PM, now the sun is set
My G is in the alley, duffle bag in the trunk
Containing gloves, ski mask & my sawed off pump
Now when the shit jump, I'll be fully prepared
No time for bein' nervous, too down to be scared
About to put the plan in effect
First, I check the streets
And then I precede to creep

[Chorus]
Promise the Lord that if you let me do one more lick
I'mma stop slangin' & get out this shit
No more indo, no more yay
But let me keep my Benz & my crib in GA
I pray to the Lord that you do the same for all of my friends
I don't ever wanna say this prayer again
Gotta see a million and I'm through with this
And all I'm gonna need is just one more lick

[TQ]
In the morning when I wake up
Head to the bathroom, gotta shave my face up
Go pick my nigga Jay up
From Corina house, where he always laid up
Listen up, we got a busy day
My nigga Noid say 23 birds comin' our way
And they landin' at the docks at 9 o'clock
Let's go see D-Mack at the neighborhood glock shop

[Chorus]

[TQ]
In the evening, we in the Benzo
Listenin' to 2Pac, blowin' up some indo
And my cellular is getting crossed up
I call Kellie, tell her not to wait up (wait up)
Nine o'clock on the dot, we at the dock
I got my eyes on the nigga wit the dredlocks
He the first one I'm gonna pop when the loot come out
I'm tapping Bennie so he know which on I'm talkin' about
Now shit's about to change - Nigga put ya hand up
Before you get stuck
And it's turnin' out to be a beautiful day
We got the money & the yay
Dippin' on the freeway

Next day, the Narc's raid about 6 in the morning
You know, break of fuckin' dawn
Now Kellie in the courtroom cryin' when I stand up
I guess it's one prayer the Lord didn't answer, no no no no

Damn
I done fucked up
25 wit a iz-L
Oh well

[Chorus]
Lite skinned freckle face
[TQ]
(Yeah, this is for my...)
This one right here goes out to my favorite girl
Me? I call her LiteSkinFreckleFace
Yes indeed, love her to death (my my my)
So baby girl, check this out
Tell me if you like it (my my my)

[TQ]
She came from a broken home
(Nothin' really positive)
Back in the day, it was a lot of drama goin' on
(But she'd always find a way to deal with it)
Never knew if she would make it through
Occupation, situation got you crazy boo
But when you had me, you had a soldier too
Don't you worry 'bout a thing cuz I got you

[TQ]
Just wanna take the time to tell you how I feel
Girl, I just wanna thank you for keepin' me real
I really love you mama

[Chorus]
I love my LiteSkinFreckleFace
Always spread love all over the place
If I lost my light, you'd show me the way
Just wanna take a minute to say
I love my LiteSkinFreckleFace
Believe me, I've heard everything you say
And I keep you with me baby everyday
So I know we're gonna be okay
I love mama

[TQ]
Fried chicken, rice and red beans
(Damn, I miss Sunday)
All the times I used to dream about havin' thangs
(You always told me to be patient, it'll happen one day)
'Member the rest of your marriage, we used to get in the back
Or when you put me in the Wagon to the laundromat
Way back when I was the little man of the house
You was the woman I was all about
And I...

[TQ]
Just wanna take the time to tell you how I feel
Girl, I just wanna thank you for keepin' me real
I really love you mama

[Chorus]

I love mama

[TQ]
Now it's 20 years later and believe me
She's the only girl for me
I'd trick a million dollars just to make you happy
If I had it, listen here
I say a little prayer every night for the Lord to send to me
Somebody just half as good as you
I wanna be blessed like my daddy, I love mom

[P-Nut]
So many nights, me and moms kickin' conversation
Growin' pains and peer pressure is what I'm facin'
But mom's erasin' the pain with her words, so gentle
With braids and bad friends, got me stuck in the middle
But I wiggle outta bad situations 'cause of you
Drillin' me everyday about the right thing to do
And if I didn't listen, then you know I'd be through
That's why I owe my whole life to you

[Chorus]
Internationally yours
[TQ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Here we go again
It's 7:47, y'all strapped in?
Off we go to London, we flow
Wednesday night, rushin' from show to show
You wanna know the real though
I got love for my peoples in Japan
To France, to Amsterdam, we keep it goin'
For the ones who ain't knowin'
Still westside for life and I'm a worldwide nigga, get it

[Chorus]
You make me feel just like flowin' (yes you do)
Damn, all my niggas and my people all kick it together
Everybody hear the beats of my songs
Internationally yours
I'll be back a thousand times
To all my fans, I've read every one of your letters
I've been around the world and I, I, I
Internationally yours

[TQ]
Used to read about it
Now I see about it, be about it
And it's so exciting
To have the opportunity to meet riders
Who don't speak the same language as me
But know my record like they wrote it G
Switzerland and Germany
Light up a fat one, burn with me
Me and Sabrina on the train in Spain
Tongue kissin' like don't nobody know our names
But it's aiight though
I thought I'd never find love
That is until I met the 2 little French girls
Stood outside in the rain all day, just waitin' to say
That they was comin' to my show, and they was down to play
Hold up your lighters if you hear me right
All my people across the world, y'all feel me right
I'll always keep it real with you
I'll come and chill with you
Cuz you made all my dreams come true
I love you

[Chorus]

This one goes out to all my people that
Threw they dubs up while drinkin' Koniak
And all the women with my symbol tatted on they back
Y'all crazy for that, but I feel you though
I guess, thanks for ridin' for the west
Now every damn time, I'ma give you my best
And get ya somethin' funky like deep in ya chest
Would you believe that I used to dream about it

[Homie]
I never thought I'd dream about the places I've seen
On a flight at 5:30, on the way to Belize
I thank the Lord on my way for the day that I'm given
And for not bein' dead or endin' up in prison
My decision to be a musician got me on this mission
Seems strange to hear foreign people screamin' my name
On a plane to Spain, doin' the exact same thing with no shame
Got game and use it, got love for the music
My dreams and ambition got me faced with this opposition
Now that I'm large, livin' my life like a superstar
They callin' me the man, cuz 'round the world I got fans
Ready for SoundScan, elevatin' through the southland
If it wasn't for this music, what the hell would I do?
And if it wasn't for this music, I'd probably have to rob you
I keep my head up, pray to God that he'll come quick
So I can escape life on the street and keep y'all bumpin' my shit

[Chorus] 3x

You make me feel just like flowin' (yes you do)
Damn, all my niggas and my people all kick it together
Everybody hear the beats of my songs
Internationally yours
I'll be back a thousand times
To all my fans, I've read every one of your letters
I've been around the world and I, I, I
Internationally yours
The grind
[TQ]
I often dream of bad days
And different times
And I just don't know a better way
For me to get mine, mmm
That's why I got to shine
The game been good to me
Ain't nothin' gon' stop my grind
So it ain't no need to fake on me
Guess some folks just too far behind in they mind
(And it's a crime, crime)
Well, Terry gon' keep on movin'

[Chorus]
I see you tryna get me
Never gonna let them bustas get to me
Cuz I'ma get that, even if ya with me
Always keep my tired eyes open
Like OJ, you can't stick me
I got something for the whole damn world to see
So I'ma give it up, best believe me
Ain't gon' get me off of my grind

[TQ]
Grind, grind is exactly what it seems to be
For all of those times
You know those times, when you wish for some prosperity
All you could find was hate, deceit and lies
So you tell somebody else, to get it off your mind
Wanna get it off of your mind
Well, I start hearin' melodies
So I grab my pen and pad and recline on my grind
And that's how Terrance keep movin'

[Chorus]

[Warren G]
We on the grind y'all
Cuz we some worldwide riders
What, we on a grind y'all, uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
You jackin' me up, you takin' my cash
All my life, LBC, for my city I mash
All these OG's and BG's and wanna-bes and L-O-C's
The only friends I got is my 2-1-3
Just my dog Snoop-T-Woop and my nigga N-A-T-E
Can't forget about my nigga H to the dizzy
Pressure and strifes, them wanna take my whites
But these jaw jacks and hood cracks
Will make you break some bizacks
What you thought?
Ya know what I'm sayin', we on the grind like that
Thought we was trippin'?
Haha, all you thought we had was jeans and t-shirts?
What? We hustlin' cuz we want it all
Brand new socks and drawers, fool

[Chorus]
Dirty
[Baby]
Off top wodie
For my dogs
You understand
What it be like nigga
You know
Got to love this here playboy
You understand
And these hoes definately got to jock this here
You know
My nigga wanna come down bout em and its all gravy
You know
I gotta respect where you from though
L.A wodie
Yall like to ride
But down bottom we like to survive
Aint no thang to me
And aint no way you can come down bottom and dont bling bling wodie

[TQ & Baby]
Lately I been thinking about love doesnt offend happen to me (Fo sho playa)
The only thing I always think of stays inside of me
Go on we get out the kitchen because my bitch is cookin
Me and miss daisy kissin while aint nobody lookin
Cook out at my uncles house whole neighborhood gonna be there
Its the fourth of july so you know its on at the pier
I love them country girls with them big 'ol butts
Cant get my hopes up cause she prolly my cousin
Some time when I get real homely and a nigga feel all alone
I put down my microphone time to go home

[Chorus]
Dirty
Home thin cotton rows
And them gangstas role on white Volvo
With my grandpa cussin on this old dirt road
I clean up my stirty damn I wanna go home

[TQ & Baby]
I wont forget where I done came from (You better not boy) before I even knew
I was me
Saw all the flicks of me and my moms playin with the moths in the trees
And yes I do remember all them family reunions
Grandmama had 24 kids and thats the damn sure truth
Even when I moved to cali had to go back every summer
Grandaddy got so excited think santa clause was coming
Gettin down in the middle of the road Mini V a party tonight
Me and Pink drinken beer gettin high as a kite
Even when I got bigga
Westside for life nigga
Wherever I go I take the dirty south with me

[Chorus] 2x

[TQ & Baby]
This one right here (What about it?)
Goes out to the dirty south
Where we all came from
Home of the struggle baby
(Come fuck wit me nigga we can roll through my project)
For my grandaddy
I love him
Rest in peace

[TQ]
Lately I been thinking about love doesnt offend happen to me
The only thing I always think of stays inside of me

[Chorus] 3x

[Baby]
Nigga I got dis bling bling for ya
And dis ching ching for ya
I got a brand new Bentley on dolo's for ya
And you come down here and make love with us mang
Ya Understand
You can marry the money wodie
I jock your style playboy

[Chorus]
Daily
[Chorus]
Daily, seems like i just can’t get ahead
As soon as i get out the bed
It’s always something going on to drive me crazy
I try to keep from going insane
But i can’t help rackin’ my brain
So what am i gonna do
This type of shit be happening daily

I water my grains
Just to take aload off
Theres just so much on my mind
There goes my cell phone
It’s always ringing
Can’t get no time alone
And it’s my girlfriend, trippin’
I don’t know what u talkin’ about
But u making me so damn mad
Cause u don’t have to raise your voice
And now we arguing
Why this always happening
I just been busy
I’m doing new album
And it’s got me working daily

[Chorus]

I check my maillbox
Sony is late again damn
And monday is a holiday (i can't get paid)
Forget the tv
We just lost the young for two weeks
And the play offs started last week
And i put 200 on with my homies
My rover is leaking all in my drive way
And big daddy just cracked my brim
On the next set drove away
And he got my house keys
And i just lock the door
I look to the lord above
And it start to rain and pour
I swear this shit be happening daily

[Chorus]

Ain’t got time for nothin’ no more
Neither in the studio nor on tour
Everybody gettin’ mad
‘cos i ain’t gettin; back to ‘em fast enough
It is crazy
I can’t get enought and i want some more
Cos i still ain’t got what i came here for
Until i get it
It’s a fact that this shit keeps happening daily

[Chorus] 2x