[DJ Quik]
I`m not ya one hit wonder
And when you see me on the streets in a black jeep
know I got the heat up under
Not up under the seat, up under my cheek
Like so close to me that when I move it squeaks
I ain`t no big buff dude I`m a rap singer
I exercise one muscle that`s my strap finger
And I can`t call it how I see it no more
`Cause these niggas`ll take ya words back and twist em` like a pretzel
And these bitches be the same too
Comin` with that sob story crocodile tears trying to gang you
And that`s exactly what the game do
And if you ever get caught dirty with a nigga she gon` blame you
So what in the hell you want to floss her for?
It`s supposed to be bout` what a baller nigga cost that ho (yeah)
You givin` a game of black eye in ya S-5
While you niggas kick back poppin` X you let that cuz` dry
And that bitch supposed to carry her own car note (c`mon, yep)
And don`t be going for that shit I got a sore throat (yeah)
Give that bitch a couple of Sucrets (mmm hmm)
Or give that that ho that application down on Vernon to that duplex (see ya)
[Chorus] (AMG)
When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin` big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin` big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
The only concern
[AMG]
Bitch you get fucked, can`t suck
but you want a nigga with a million bucks
A 5-double-0 and a Rover truck
I bend `em all over `til I know they stuck
Want to tell your friends that you fucked with A
But how many dicks did ya suck today?
Do we play ball? Do we move that weight?
All I got for a motherfuckin ho is hate
Bitch want to get drunk and high
Point that booty on to the sky
Square ass bitch go bake a pie
Get a tattoo of a dick in ya eye
Want to be flied call Continental (bitch)
The Benz ain`t a rental
Sippin` on shit that ya can`t pronounce
Ho quit staring at my bank account
[Chorus] (AMG)
When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin` big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
[DJ Quik]
I`m the bomb bitch, I`m seizing
P the reason you know
`Cause pimpin`ll have you seeing me with a bad ass ho
Legendary my name
Secondary you came
And you won`t see me stop making hits `till I walk with a cane
Still 5`11, 6 feet with shoes
Compton, OG nigga givin` niggas the blues
Etched in stone, makin` yo bitch fetch the bone
I`m calling the cops punk motherfuckers catch the phone
The walkie talkie, the 2-way and all of the above
Nightstick up yo ass `til we all see blood
Fuck ya, I`m a cop too (what?)
I`m a cop me a kilo of yay
and try to get it crackin` like it`s `82 (ahh yeah)
With Monte Carlos and European firms cop them El Co`s on that gold lace
Dippin` round the whole place (whole place)
Fuck a 6-pack nigga cop the whole case (whole case)
And when them marks come nigga crack they whole face
The way my glock cock keep a niggas full
got him spittin` like that pitcher from the KC Royals
Socked the P.D., haters R.I.P.
Very sincerely yours
Quik nigga please
[Chorus] (AMG)
When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin` big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin` big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
The only concern
When I bump on this trouble
Niggas gettin` big money on the double
Fast lane, champagne, rubber to burn
Gettin` rich bitch is the only concern
Ahh!
