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Down, Down, Down

Had to get it out, yeah, c'monMy name is Quik an' I be movin' fast like a race car

But I'm top seed, number 1, like the pace car

Whether you up on me or you chillin' way far

You can tell almost immediately that I'm aced offSo listen, muthafucka, why you comin' off hard?

My objective is to catch you off guard

Get covert an' infiltrate yo' clique

Crack yo' shit an' mack yo' bitchNow, tell me could you conceive

A nigga all up in her beaver givin' her the love fever

For hours at a time before I take a breather

An' when she tell me she loves me, I don't believe her'Cause I rock in stereo or mono, hot like gonorrhea

Burnin' everytime you take a pee uh

So when you see a nigga out with his girl

Then, baby, play like you don't know me an' we'll keep in a twirlBecause I go deeper than the deep blue seas

Baby, do you really wanna play the flute on me?

I'll give you a sack an' take it back an' you'll die to get it

Little punk 'cause I'm fly with itWhen we come up we gettin' down, down, down

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round

DJ Quik an' AMG with a brand new soundWhen we come up we gettin' down, down, down

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round

DJ Quik an' AMG with a brand new soundI told her don't chase it but you can place it

In between your jaws to taste it or leave it in the basement

I be the riddler that's too familiar

Get in the middle of ya an' then I diddle yaDick ya down 'til it tickles, smack the booty with no pimples

caress ya back then rub ya nipples

Baby, I'm a crack fiend, get the KY

An' if I'm at a gigolo, baby, say, HiFly like a eagle in a Range Rover or a Regal

Lookin' for the party people

An' when I catch ya baby girl you should feel lucky

We can make love but don't forget to fuck me'Cause you got more bounce than Roger Troutman

I don't know when it's in or out an'

Soak me, baby, give me that good thang

Ain't nothin' wrong with a coochie bang'Cause Suga Free, Mausberg, Quik an' the AM

Definitely knows how to play 'em

'Cause we went from demos to Limos to luxuriousies

To models from Milan on they kneesWhen we come up we gettin' down, down, down

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round

AMG an' Mausberg with a brand new soundWhen we come up we gettin' down, down, down

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round

AMG an' Mausberg with a brand new soundOh, you didn't know that I'm the bomb, baby?

Well take a toke of this D I an' you gon' be feelin' flizie

'Cause I be's Mausberg, the superior

Steppin' through the club, pound, pound, so ya fearin' usBut don't trip we keep the vibe right

Baby, buy me some Remy an' if yo' baby daddy trippin'

Tell him beep me 'cause I be's Black an' Tone

An' swift up on my toes, G'd up in alligate's an' steel toesCan I get a pound pound? Pound, pound

If Free the flyest who am I? You the realest

Look into my eyes an' tell me what do you see?

Oh, you jockin' my entourage DJ Quik an' AMGWell, get yo' groove on 'cause I ain't hatin' on the homies

When that 9 5th drop you an' yo' sister gon' be on me

All I wanna do is slide up in an' slide back out

Slap you in yo' face an' stick it dead in yo' mouthYou think I'm bullshittin'? Well, meet me after my show

Bring yo' lips to that all white stretch Limo

So we can ride, slide, dip an' glide, booyah

An' do our thang 'cause my whole clique flyWhen we come up we gettin' down, down, down

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round

Mausberg an' Suga Free with a brand new soundWhen we come up we gettin' down, down, down

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round

Mausberg an' Suga Free with a brand new soundIt feel good don't it? It ain't no good if it ain't good enough

To put the proper good on it

Peep how I struck up bitch jump in the air

Stay there until I tell you come down

An' when you do, you shut the fuck upShe'll sell a nice dream, but bitch you'll have better luck

Tryin' to find 2 Pac than me buyin' you somethin'

Off the ice cream truck, Oxygen, you leave 'lone, leave me 'lone

Before I lock you in that little bitty box againDon't let up y'all just keep her soakin' wet up

Playa, playa an' tell her when she need to shut up

Don't lighten up, naw, nigga

You better, you better tighten upThrow ya head back, back, back, back, lean it to the side

Hey playas, tell 'em that we fly, catastrophe

Bitch, rather slide down a slide of razor blades

Into a pool of pimp piss, but this hoe had the audacityTo ask me for a dollar even though that's all I had left

These greedy lyin' ass hoes'll fifty cents yo' ass to deathWhen we come up we gettin' down, down, down

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round

An' we come to hit the world with a brand new soundWhen we come up we gettin' down, down, down

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round

An' we come to hit the world with a brand new sound

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