You see I wake up in the morning, grab my blunt and pull my ******* up out this ******* mouth
I'm feeling like making this ******* iron my clothes or something
Multitasking, cooking breakfast, making a ******* wanna (smack that ass)
See, I met this ******* on Crenshaw, she told me give her a ride
I said "If I do that, you gotta give me head while Ray Charles drive."
Cause I ain't, for, the tricking, no I ain't
I'm with my main ******* and my side *******, I'm feeling like Saddam
They had the bomb, and if her baby daddy tripping ******* that *******
I push that ******* hairline back like he LeBron make a ******* disappear like J-Kwon
Body found by the Swans, ******* missing both of his arms, I ain't playing
I'm with the rat-tat-tat-tat, shoot a ******* if he do or don't die, he ain't never coming back
Now it's one, two, buckle my shoe
Padded leather Giuseppes *******, watch what the ******* I do
It's the P-I-R-to-the-U
And I put that on my momma I'mma ride for you baby boo
Yay yay, I said I put that on my momma I'mma ride for you baby boo
I hope you giving head today
Cause I just wanna put this *******
All in you (So I can bust a nut)
Baby we gon celebrate
You bring all your girls and I'ma
Bring my crew let me be the
One you take home at the end
Of the night babe, let me be the one
I only want you
To myself babe, let me be the one
But you know I'm always open
To suggestions, let me be the one
Down for you, should never be
A question, babe
To blow your mind
To blow your mind
Don't waste my time baby
To blow your mind
Yeah, Quik is the Name
With The Game, Its a goddamn shame
*******s can't see that we to blame
For putting Compton to flames
Ignite it up haters knotted up
When you trip with canker sores in your whip
That's what I do, to protect my party
My goons snatch you out by your Ed Hardy
Then its back to shawty, all the ladies drink free
All the players grab a tab, that's how that's supposed to be
Drinking Casamigos, ******* faster than grand national regals
I'm in it in the ******* doing kegals
I'm so Fred Segal right now
She so spread eagle right now
Ain't nothing but the clothes going down
I'm in the game and the fires the same
My music is infinite like even before my fame
I wrote about a thousand 16-bar verses
And I'm still coming off like this my first here
I hope you giving head today
Cause I just wanna put this *******
All in you (So I can bust a nut)
Baby we gon celebrate
You bring all your girls and I'ma
Bring my crew let me be the
One you take home at the end
Of the night babe, let me be the one
I only want you
To myself babe, let me be the one
But you know I'm always open
To suggestions, let me be the one
Down for you, should never be
A question, babe
To blow your mind
To blow your mind
Don't waste my time baby
To blow your mind
Now DJ Quik got a ******* from the Bay
Say she wanna ******* his lil homie, got her sipping on that Alize
You ever had your ******* sucked to Mausberg before?
And had a Mossberg pump leaning on the front door?
Treat my ******* like a newborn, hold the head
I told a ******* "Pimpin' ain't dead, hoes are scared
So stop that bickering," I got a ******* from the Nickersons
That got a ******* bounty on my head, uh ho
I'm rhyming with Chuck Taylor too, he doing something new
Something more comfortable for you to just bang your *******t to
So lady, go on and work those hips, like them inmates
Work those divs and when I get there baby work your lips
If it don't make +Dollars+ don't holler
It's DJ Quik in any year Impala
And if it don't make +Sense+ then don't flinch, what you hear
From a bull that don't chew no grass? No *******t
I hope you giving head today
Cause I just wanna put this *******
All in you (So I can bust a nut)
Baby we gon celebrate
You bring all your girls and I'ma
Bring my crew let me be the
One you take home at the end
Of the night babe, let me be the one
I only want you
To myself babe, let me be the one
But you know I'm always open
To suggestions, let me be the one
Down for you, should never be
A question, babe
To blow your mind
To blow your mind
Don't waste my time baby
To blow your mind
Sucking on my *******
She's a bad, bad girl
Uh, h-hold on, baby
Your head hit the button, girl
We on the li-
Z-boy fro, yo man are we live?
We still live, huh?
Damn girl, don't stop though
Hit you off with something brand new
A Travis Barker produced joint, believe it or not
Hold on, let me hit this button