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 muthafucka why you comin` off hard my objective is to catch you off guard get covert & infiltrate yo` clique crack yo` shit & mack yo` bitch Now tell me could you conceive a nigga 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 nigga 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 fuck 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 bullshittin` 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 bitch jump in the air stay there until I tell you come down & when you do you shut the fuck up She`ll sell a nice dream but bitch 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 nigga 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! Bitch 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 ass hoes`ll fifty cents yo` ass 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)
