[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 muthaf**a why you comin' off hard
My objective is to catch you off guard
Get covert & infiltrate yo' clique
Crack yo' sh** & mack yo' b**h
Now tell me could you conceive a n***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 n***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 basement
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 f** 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 black 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 bullsh**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 hood on it
Peep how I struck up b**h jump in the air
Stay there until I tell you come down
& when you do you shut the f** up
She'll sell a nice dream but b**h 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 n***a 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!
b**h rather slide down a slide of razor blades
Into a pool of pimp piss but this ho had the audacity
To ask me for a dollar even though that's all I had left
These greedy lying a** hoes'll fifty cents yo' a** to d**h!
[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)