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Seven, eleven, six and four
They all scoreYea mutha fuckin' Jazze Pha
Got me in line at one, twelve
All high and shit huh
Thinkin' about what if the world was mine?
It'd be on in this mutha fucka
Check it outI'd been thinkin' since the capital
Luck saw a baby kinda feel natural
Triple lights on the crap table
Seven, eleven, six and four
They all scoreAnd every woman is a stripper
So you can tip her don't let it get'cha
Feel free to take her home wi'cha
I'd be in all the motion pictures
And every rip I'm messin' with
Be a ten on the real shitAnd real niggas wouldn't have to try to be
Do I would never never action' violently
And even if you didn't ride wit me

You could still get high wit meIf the world was mine
You would never have to leave the sunshine
And everbody'd be free to smoke weed with us
Shouldn't even have to deal with one time
Too many whips so we ain't got timeIf the world was mine
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four
Wit all my niggas down front
With the dubs up all night
Call all the thugs and 'round 'em up
And tell 'em all to come to my show
If the world was mineI take a puff so I can meditate
Bump down the street and niggas wouldn't play hate
This are tickets for the na nas
My own recliner what's the matter wit ya eyes?
Ain't ya high enough?Cali weed make 'em both swell
So quit talkin' and blaze one up
You in the middle of a world wide
Mission to get paid enough
Is the last nigga brave enough?His ass got ate up his whip got laid up
She had to pay up my mind was made up
And stayed up one took seventeen beats and laced 'em up
Wit a plot to blow the place up
If the world was mineIf the world was mine
You would never have to leave the sunshine
And everbody'd be free to smoke weed wit us
Shouldn't even have to deal wit one time
Too many whips so we ain't got timeIf the world was mine
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four
With all my niggas down front
With the dubs up all night
Call all the thugs and 'round 'em up
And tell 'em all to come to my show
If the world was mineIf I ruled the world
Block parties wit the Mexicans
Dominoes wit the best of idem
Black lex, purple pearl
In the city wit my next of kin
Doin' lots shoppin', It's poppin'We won't stoppin' to the loot runs out
But it's my shit so that won't happen
Guaranteed to have ya all screamin' and clappin'
On a high that lasts ya all night
If the world was mineIf the world was mine
You would never have to leave the sunshine
And everbody'd be free to smoke weed wit us
Shouldn't even have to deal wit one time
Too many whips so we ain't got timeIf the world was mine
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four
With all my niggas down front
With the dubs up all night
Call all the thugs and around 'em up
And tell 'em all to come to my show
If the world was mineIf the world was mine
You would never have to leave the sunshine
And everbody'd be free to smoke weed wit us
Shouldn't even have to deal wit one time
Too many whips so we ain't got timeIf the world was mine
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four
With all my niggas down front
With the dubs up all night
Call all the thugs and 'round 'em up
And tell 'em all to come to my showIf the world was mine
You would never have to leave the sunshine
And everbody'd be free to smoke weed with us
Shouldn't even have to deal with one time
Too many whips so we ain't got timeIf the world was mine
I'd roll a baby blue sixty-four
With all my niggas down front
With the dubs up all night
Call all the thugs and 'round 'em up
And tell 'em all to come to my show
If the world was mine

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Tq

Terrance Quaites is an American R&B singer, known professionally as TQ.

TQ was raised in the church (he sang in the choir) but his real education came from the streets, where the first wave of hip-hop music became the soundtrack to his life. "From Monday to Saturday I was hangin', partyin', chasing girls, getting in trouble, and straight-up acting the fool," he admits. "But on Sunday my mother dragged me out of bed to go to church. That's where I developed my singing voice and learned how to make people feel me."

TQ was never a thug in the true sense of the word: His hard-working parents instilled positive values in him, and didn't hesitate to set him straight when he was wrong. At 16, when his mom found a gun in his room, she sent the teenager to live with an aunt in Atlanta. In retrospect, says TQ, "sending me down South saved my life. It made me straighten up—for awhile, anyway."

These conflicting circumstances honed TQ's survival instincts and his passion for music. "The little money I had to buy records was spent on rap," he notes. "See, I really wasn't much into my generation's r&b. I listened more to the old-school soul that my parents had in the house. So my music now is more a combination of that and hard-core hip-hop."

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