Quiks Groove (The One) - The Game
[Verse 1: The Game]
You see I wake up in the morning
Grab my blunt and pull my d_ck up out this b_tch mouth
I'm feeling like making this b_tch iron my clothes or something
Multitasking, cooking breakfast
Making a n_gga wanna smack that ass
See, I met this b_tch 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 b_tch and my side b_tch, I'm feeling like Saddam
They had the bomb,
And if her baby daddy tripping, f_ck that n_gga
I push that n_gga hairline back like he LeBron
Make a n_gga disappear like J-Kwon
Body found by the Swans
N_gga missing both of his arms, I ain't playing
I'm with the rat-tat-tat-tat, shoot a n_gga if he do or don't die
He ain't never coming back
Now it's one, two, buckle my shoe
Padded leather Giuseppes n_gga, watch what the f_ck I do
It's the P-I-R-to-the-U
And I put that on my momma I'ma ride for you baby boo
Yay yay, I said I put that on my momma I'ma ride for you baby boo
[Hook: Micah & Sevyn Streeter]
I hope you giving head today
Cause I just wanna put this d_ck all in you (So I can bust a nut)
Baby we gon' celebrate, celebration
You bring all your girls and I'ma bring my crew, let me be the one
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
I said let me be the one
Down for you, it should never be a question, babe
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
Don't waste my time, baby, don't waste my time
To blow your mind, to blow your mind
[Verse 2: DJ Quik]
Yeah, Quik is the name
With The Game, it's a goddamn shame
N_ggas 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, f_cking faster than grand national regals
I'm in it in the p_ssy 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 fire's 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 hit
[Hook: Micah & Sevyn Streeter]
I hope you giving head today
Cause I just wanna put this d_ck all in you (So I can bust a nut)
Baby we gon' celebrate, celebration
You bring all your girls and I'ma bring my crew, let me be the one
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
I said let me be the one
Down for you, it should never be a question, babe
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
Don't waste my time, baby, don't waste my time
To blow your mind, to blow your mind
[Verse 3: The Game]
Now DJ Quik got a b_tch from the Bay
Say she wanna f_ck his lil homie, got her sipping on that Alize
You ever had your d_ck s_cked to Mausberg before?
And had a Mossberg pump leaning on the front door?
Treat my d_ck like a newborn, hold the head
I told a b_tch "Pimpin' ain't dead, hoes are scared
So stop that bickering," I got a b_tch from the Nickersons
That got a f_cking bounty on my head, uh oh
[Verse 4: DJ Quik]
I'm rhyming with Chuck Taylor too, he doing something new
Something more comfortable for you to just bang your sh_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 sh_t
[Hook: Micah & Sevyn Streeter]
I hope you giving head today
Cause I just wanna put this d_ck 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
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
I said let me be the one
Down for you, it should never be a question, babe
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
Don't waste my time, baby, don't waste my time
To blow your mind, to blow your mind
[Outro: DJ EZ Dicc (Ricky Harris)]
S_cking on my d_ck
She's a bad, bad girl
Uh, h-hold on, hold on, baby
Your head hit the b_tton, 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 b_tton
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