(feat. Suga Free, Mausberg & AMG)

[Quik:]

My name is Quik & I be moving fast like a race car
but I'm top seed #1 like the pace car
Whether you up on me or you chillin' way far

you can tell almost immediately that I'm aced off
So listen mutha$#&@a why you comin' off hard
my objective is to catch you off guard

get covert & infiltrate yo' clique
crack yo' %#@! & mack yo' (*##$
Now tell me could you conceive a ^!$$% all up in her beaver

givin' her the love fever for hours at a time before I take a breather
and when she tell me she loves me I don't believe her
'Cause I rock in stereo or mono hot like gonno-

rhea burnin' everytime you take a pee uh
So when you see a ^!$$% out with his girl
then baby play like you don't know me & we'll keep in a twirl

because baby I go deeper than the deep blue seas
Baby do you really wanna play the flute on me?
I'll give you a sack & take it back & you'll die to get it

little punk 'cause I'm fly with it

[Chorus]

When 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 & round

DJ Quik & AMG with a brand new sound
[repeat]


[AMG:]
I told her don't chase it but you can place it
in between your jaws to taste it

or leave it in the ba!@&(t
I be the riddler that's too familiar get in the middle of ya
and then I diddle ya, dick 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 & if I'm at a jiggalo

baby say hi fly like a eagle in a Range Rover or a Regal
lookin' for the party people & when I catch ya baby girl
you should feel lucky we can make love

but don't forget to $#&@ me
'cause you got more bounce than Roger Troutman
I don't know when it's in or out and

soak me baby give me that good thang
ain't nothin' wrong with a coochie bang
'cause Suga Free, Mausberg, Quik & the AM

definitely knows how to play 'em
'cause we went from demos to limos to luxuriousies
to models from Milan on they knees


[Chorus]
When 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 & round
AMG & Mausberg with a brand new sound

[repeat]



[Mausberg:]
Oh you didn't know that I'm the bomb baby
well take a toke of this D-I- & you gon' be feelin' flizie

'cause I be's Mausberg the superior
steppin' through the club pound pound so ya fearin' us
but don't trip we keep the vibe right

Baby buy me some Remy & if
yo' baby daddy trippin' tell him beep me
'cause I be's Black & Tone & swift up on my toes

G'd up in alligate's and steel toes
Can I get a pound pound? (pound pound)
If Free the flyest who am I? (You the realest)

Look into my eyes & tell me what do you see
oh you jockin' my entourage DJ Quik & AMG
well get yo' groove on 'cause I ain't hatin' on the homies

when that 9-5th drop you & yo' sister gon' be on me
all I wanna do is slide up in & slide back out
slap you in yo' face & stick it dead in yo' mouth
You think I'm bull%#@!tin' well meet me after my show
bring yo' lips to that all white stretch limo

so we can ride, slide, dip & glide Booyah!
and do our thang 'cause my whole clique fly

[Chorus]
When 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 & round
Mausberg & Suga Free with a brand new sound
[repeat]


[Suga Free:]
It 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 (*##$ jump in the air

stay there until I tell you come down
& when you do you shut the $#&@ up
She'll sell a nice dream but (*##$ you'll
have better luck tryin' to find 2 Pac than
me buying you somethin' off the ice cream truck
Oxygen you leave 'lone leave me 'lone

before I lock you in that little bitty box again
Don't let up y'all just keep her soakin' wet up
playa playa & tell her when she need to shut up
don't lighten up naw ^!$$% you better you better tighten up
Throw ya head back back back back
lean it to the side hey playas (Yeah!)
tell 'em that we fly (We fly!) Ooooh catastrophe!

(*##$ rather slide down a slide of razor blades
into a pool of pimp piss but this hoe had the audacity
to ask me for a dollar even though that's all I had left
These greedy lying $$# hoes'll fifty cents yo' $$# to death!

[Chorus]
When 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 & round
and we come to hit the world with a brand new sound
[repeat]