E-40, Yukmouth, C-Bo - Fast Quarter lyrics
[E-40, Yukmouth, C-Bo - Fast Quarter lyrics]
That fast quarter
We'd do anything for that fast quarter
OOOUH!
I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Got the digital scale
A soup pot and some yayo
A box of sandwich bags and
A pocket full of scrill
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter) oOOUH!
Pushed in the game at a young age, feel me
Touch me as I turn the page
Nigga snotty nose from the mud
With a lot of rage
Watched in the cage like a animal
A prisoner in the slums
With the needles with hepatitis, hookers
Thieves and bums
Used to live lavish 'til they got
On that there tragic magic, bad habit's
Livin' under a bridge
Pushin' a grocery basket (Sadness)
I didn't wanna be like them
So I came up with a plan
Can’t swim but I’m not sinkin'
Keepin' my head above quicksand
Went and hollered at my man
He put me up in the mix
Fronted me some tree
Said "This safer than servin' bricks"
But the tree wasn’t moving fast enough for me
(So what you do?)
So I took my profit and bought me a zabba dee
(Some yola?) milligrams I had to measure
It’s lookin' a whole lot better
Startin' to have my cheddar
No more bill collectors
Callin' my mama about her Honda, paid for
(Paid for) no more sleepin' on the floor and
Borrowing electricity from next door bIATCH!
I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Got the digital scale
A soup pot and some yayo
A box of sandwich bags and
A pocket full of scrill
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
It's Yuk, nigga, look
Third down, five seconds, last quarter
Hut, twenty-five yards left
I need the fast quarter (Let's go)
They blitzin' with my linebacker
Hand the cash over
Touchdown, I hit 'em with the shuffle pass
Soldier
Quarterbacking for them Eagles like Mike Vick
In Philly runnin' plays with the
Eagles like Mike Vick day and night shift
On the grind with them white bricks
Call me Terry Crews how I
Move with them white chicks (White girls)
Ha! Catch me up and down the Interstate
Dealer wake me and that money
Got a dinner date
The landlord move unit's, never renovate
They 22 but in out of state I'm gettin' 28
Ha! I got a whole thang groovin'
Pot full a grease
I got the quarter thang oozin'
Where my track stars? It’s a cocaine movement
Rap game lame, but the dope game boomin'
I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Got the digital scale
A soup pot and some yayo
A box of sandwich bags and
A pocket full of scrill
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Ay, ay, been a baller, been a cooker
Been a D-boy on the corner pitchin' nickels
Quarters to a ki, boy
I need that fast money, fast back, fast lane
I fuck a slow nickel, I need that fast change
In the kitchen with the chickens
Tryin' to get the overs
Then I got the new '11 Caddy
Tryna get the Rover
Got the egg money, white to the yola
Everyday money, fight for a soldier
With the Cal, don't creep like I told ya
Real Northern Cali banger nigga I fold ya
Ask Ward about me, I get in a nigga ass
44 on the lap, I'll whip on that nigga fast
I'm addicted to paper, so I stay on the caper
I take that white girl out
Then I duct tape her
If you ain't had a bird
You ain’t on my level
And never seen a bird step with the metro
I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Got the digital scale
A soup pot and some yayo
A box of sandwich bags and
A pocket full of scrill
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
We'd do anything for that fast quarter
OOOUH!
I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Got the digital scale
A soup pot and some yayo
A box of sandwich bags and
A pocket full of scrill
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter) oOOUH!
Pushed in the game at a young age, feel me
Touch me as I turn the page
Nigga snotty nose from the mud
With a lot of rage
Watched in the cage like a animal
A prisoner in the slums
With the needles with hepatitis, hookers
Thieves and bums
Used to live lavish 'til they got
On that there tragic magic, bad habit's
Livin' under a bridge
Pushin' a grocery basket (Sadness)
I didn't wanna be like them
So I came up with a plan
Can’t swim but I’m not sinkin'
Keepin' my head above quicksand
Went and hollered at my man
He put me up in the mix
Fronted me some tree
Said "This safer than servin' bricks"
But the tree wasn’t moving fast enough for me
(So what you do?)
So I took my profit and bought me a zabba dee
(Some yola?) milligrams I had to measure
It’s lookin' a whole lot better
Startin' to have my cheddar
No more bill collectors
Callin' my mama about her Honda, paid for
(Paid for) no more sleepin' on the floor and
Borrowing electricity from next door bIATCH!
I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Got the digital scale
A soup pot and some yayo
A box of sandwich bags and
A pocket full of scrill
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
It's Yuk, nigga, look
Third down, five seconds, last quarter
Hut, twenty-five yards left
I need the fast quarter (Let's go)
They blitzin' with my linebacker
Hand the cash over
Touchdown, I hit 'em with the shuffle pass
Soldier
Quarterbacking for them Eagles like Mike Vick
In Philly runnin' plays with the
Eagles like Mike Vick day and night shift
On the grind with them white bricks
Call me Terry Crews how I
Move with them white chicks (White girls)
Ha! Catch me up and down the Interstate
Dealer wake me and that money
Got a dinner date
The landlord move unit's, never renovate
They 22 but in out of state I'm gettin' 28
Ha! I got a whole thang groovin'
Pot full a grease
I got the quarter thang oozin'
Where my track stars? It’s a cocaine movement
Rap game lame, but the dope game boomin'
I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Got the digital scale
A soup pot and some yayo
A box of sandwich bags and
A pocket full of scrill
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Ay, ay, been a baller, been a cooker
Been a D-boy on the corner pitchin' nickels
Quarters to a ki, boy
I need that fast money, fast back, fast lane
I fuck a slow nickel, I need that fast change
In the kitchen with the chickens
Tryin' to get the overs
Then I got the new '11 Caddy
Tryna get the Rover
Got the egg money, white to the yola
Everyday money, fight for a soldier
With the Cal, don't creep like I told ya
Real Northern Cali banger nigga I fold ya
Ask Ward about me, I get in a nigga ass
44 on the lap, I'll whip on that nigga fast
I'm addicted to paper, so I stay on the caper
I take that white girl out
Then I duct tape her
If you ain't had a bird
You ain’t on my level
And never seen a bird step with the metro
I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Got the digital scale
A soup pot and some yayo
A box of sandwich bags and
A pocket full of scrill
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)
Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter
(I want the fast quarter)