| Song | Jupiter's Critic & the Mind of Mars |
| Artist | DJ Quik |
| Album | BlaQKout |
| Yes, you're the star | |
| I've got you on my radar | |
| I've got have you in bed | |
| You are the cutest one here | |
| I said And all these guys in here are just jealous | |
| Lookin at me like they might kill us | |
| I don't give a fuck about none of y'all | |
| I'm stabbin you all with {?} | |
| Balls, girls, that's all it take | |
| Leave no shells at the scene of the hate crime | |
| Take my 9 and [blam blam blam] bitch | |
| Have you flappin all around like a goldfish | |
| Where's your bowl? | |
| Where's your soul? | |
| You said one too many things, nigga let's go | |
| Your mouth wrote a check that your ass can't cash so you got a 40 caliber rash (rash) | |
| And I got your girl and smashed (smashed) | |
| I took her to sea and bashed (bashed) | |
| She had to be a beauty in the past (past) | |
| I treat her like she has a little class (class) | |
| I promise | |
| I won't cum too fast (fast) | |
| She wanna put my name on her ass | |
| ASSSSSSSSS... awwwww yes, | |
| I smoke a lot of weed | |
| Get paranoid then | |
| I grab my heat | |
| I'd rather keep the dumper on me | |
| No thank you, | |
| I'm not lonely | |
| I don't need a date | |
| I don't want a girl who like to get scraped | |
| Real thick hoe in this fool; take that mini-skirt off | |
| Get tested, call your momma, go back to school | |
| You'll thank me later | |
| Your boyfriend's a fuckin hater | |
| I live in | |
| Hollywood | |
| He's older than me and can't leave the hood | |
| I make music you can laugh to | |
| Radio playlist cause they have to | |
| Awwwwwwww yes, bang internet {?} woulda never {?} skinny breath | |
| Take that shit like you're a vet | |
| You ain't nothin but a {?} let | |
| Flirtin with little boys under 14 years | |
| Why you actin like a | |
| Gerald Levert in here? | |
| Awwwwwww, | |
| I'm not rich, | |
| I'm barely here | |
| I've had a pretty much fucked up year | |
| Haven't been back since | |
| I left the matress upside down in my taxes and wages | |
| So before you go and turn the page | |
| I'ma come back to smash the bird cage | |
| Awwwwwwww yes, | |
| I'm fancy free | |
| Suckers hate that whole thing about me | |
| How can I fall off of the bull and even losin, keep it movin? | |
| Quik's the shit no need to prove it | |
| Sex drive so good she's | |
| Fahrvergnügen | |
| Awwwwwww I don't talk about swag | |
| What it is? | |
| What was it? | |
| Can you fizz it? | |
| Can you diss it? | |
| This character, you miss it? | |
| Miss America, you visit? | |
| Did you get on the boat without a ticket? | |
| Me too let's kick it! | |
| Alright that's it, the party's over | |
| I am Jupiter's critic with the mind of | |
| Mars Bitch you need sun sheet gold wrapped stars | |
| To the present and don't look back | |
| The past don't owe you jack, shit | |
| We are leaving them back, spit | |
| I Kurpted y'all just that | |
| Quik |
| Yes, you' re the star | |
| I' ve got you on my radar | |
| I' ve got have you in bed | |
| You are the cutest one here | |
| I said And all these guys in here are just jealous | |
| Lookin at me like they might kill us | |
| I don' t give a fuck about none of y' all | |
| I' m stabbin you all with ? | |
| Balls, girls, that' s all it take | |
| Leave no shells at the scene of the hate crime | |
| Take my 9 and blam blam blam bitch | |
| Have you flappin all around like a goldfish | |
| Where' s your bowl? | |
| Where' s your soul? | |
| You said one too many things, nigga let' s go | |
| Your mouth wrote a check that your ass can' t cash so you got a 40 caliber rash rash | |
| And I got your girl and smashed smashed | |
| I took her to sea and bashed bashed | |
| She had to be a beauty in the past past | |
| I treat her like she has a little class class | |
| I promise | |
| I won' t cum too fast fast | |
| She wanna put my name on her ass | |
| ASSSSSSSSS... awwwww yes, | |
| I smoke a lot of weed | |
| Get paranoid then | |
| I grab my heat | |
| I' d rather keep the dumper on me | |
| No thank you, | |
| I' m not lonely | |
| I don' t need a date | |
| I don' t want a girl who like to get scraped | |
| Real thick hoe in this fool take that miniskirt off | |
| Get tested, call your momma, go back to school | |
| You' ll thank me later | |
| Your boyfriend' s a fuckin hater | |
| I live in | |
| Hollywood | |
| He' s older than me and can' t leave the hood | |
| I make music you can laugh to | |
| Radio playlist cause they have to | |
| Awwwwwwww yes, bang internet ? woulda never ? skinny breath | |
| Take that shit like you' re a vet | |
| You ain' t nothin but a ? let | |
| Flirtin with little boys under 14 years | |
| Why you actin like a | |
| Gerald Levert in here? | |
| Awwwwwww, | |
| I' m not rich, | |
| I' m barely here | |
| I' ve had a pretty much fucked up year | |
| Haven' t been back since | |
| I left the matress upside down in my taxes and wages | |
| So before you go and turn the page | |
| I' ma come back to smash the bird cage | |
| Awwwwwwww yes, | |
| I' m fancy free | |
| Suckers hate that whole thing about me | |
| How can I fall off of the bull and even losin, keep it movin? | |
| Quik' s the shit no need to prove it | |
| Sex drive so good she' s | |
| Fahrvergn gen | |
| Awwwwwww I don' t talk about swag | |
| What it is? | |
| What was it? | |
| Can you fizz it? | |
| Can you diss it? | |
| This character, you miss it? | |
| Miss America, you visit? | |
| Did you get on the boat without a ticket? | |
| Me too let' s kick it! | |
| Alright that' s it, the party' s over | |
| I am Jupiter' s critic with the mind of | |
| Mars Bitch you need sun sheet gold wrapped stars | |
| To the present and don' t look back | |
| The past don' t owe you jack, shit | |
| We are leaving them back, spit | |
| I Kurpted y' all just that | |
| Quik |