The Game, Sevyn Streeter, DJ Quik, Micah - Quik's Groove (The One) lyrics

You see I wake up in the morning
Grab my blunt and pull my dick
Up out this bitch mouth
I'm feeling like making this bitch
Iron my clothes or something
Multitasking, cooking breakfast
Making a nigga wanna smack that ass
See, I met this bitch on Crenshaw
She told me give her a ride
I said, "If I do that
You gotta give me head
While Ray Charles drive."
Cause I ain't, for, the tricking
No I ain't
I'm with my main bitch and my side bitch
I'm feeling like Saddam
They had the bomb
And if her baby daddy tripping
Fuck that nigga
I push that nigga hairline
Back like he LeBron


Make a nigga disappear like J-Kwon
Body found by the Swans
Nigga missing both of his arms
I ain't playing
I'm with the rat tat tat tat
Shoot a nigga if he do or don't die
He ain't never coming back
Now it's one, two, buckle my shoe
Padded leather Giuseppes nigga
Watch what the fuck I do
It's the P-IR-to-the-U
And I put that on my momma
I'ma ride for you baby boo
Yay yay
I said I put that on my momma
I'ma ride for you baby boo

I hope you giving head today
Cause I just wanna put this dick all in you
(So I can bust a nut)
Baby we gon' celebrate, celebration
You bring all your girls and
I'ma bring my crew
Let me be the one
One you take home at the
End of the night babe
Let me be the one
I only want you to myself babe
Let me be the one
But you know I'm always open to suggestions
I said let me be the one
Down for you, it should never be a question
Babe
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
Don't waste my time, baby
Don't waste my time
To blow your mind, to blow your mind

Yeah, Quik is the name
With The Game, it's a goddamn shame
Niggas can't see that we to blame
For putting Compton to flames
Ignite it up, haters knotted up
When you trip with canker sores in your whip
That's what I do, to protect my party
My goons snatch you out by your Ed Hardy
Then it's back to shawty
All the ladies drink free
All the players grab a tab
That's how that's supposed to be
Drinking Casamigos
Fucking faster than grand national regals
I'm in it in the pussy doing kegals
I'm so Fred Segal right now
She so spread eagle right now
Ain't nothing but the clothes going down
I'm in the game and the fire's the same
My music is infinite like even before my fame
I wrote about a thousand 16 bar verses
And I'm still coming off like
This my first here

I hope you giving head today
Cause I just wanna put this dick all in you
(So I can bust a nut)
Baby we gon' celebrate, celebration
You bring all your girls and
I'ma bring my crew
Let me be the one
One you take home at the
End of the night babe
Let me be the one
I only want you to myself babe
Let me be the one
But you know I'm always open to suggestions
I said let me be the one
Down for you, it should never be a question
Babe
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
Don't waste my time, baby
Don't waste my time
To blow your mind, to blow your mind

Now DJ Quik got a bitch from the Bay
Say she wanna fuck his lil homie
Got her sipping on that Alize
You ever had your dick
Sucked to Mausberg before?
And had a Mossberg pump leaning
On the front door?
Treat my dick like a newborn, hold the head
I told a bitch "Pimpin' ain't dead
Hoes are scared
So stop that bickering" I got
A bitch from the Nickersons
That got a fucking bounty on my head, uh oh

I'm rhyming with Chuck Taylor too
He doing something new
Something more comfortable for you to
Just bang your shit to
So lady, go on and work those hips
Like them inmates work those divs
And when I get there baby work your lips
If it don't make dollars don't holler
It's DJ Quik in any year Impala
And if it don't make
Sense then don't flinch
What you hear from a bull
That don't chew no grass?
No shit

I hope you giving head today
Cause I just wanna put this dick all in you
(So I can bust a nut)
Baby we gon' celebrate
You bring all your girls and
I'ma bring my crew
Let me be the one
One you take home at the
End of the night babe
Let me be the one
I only want you to myself babe
Let me be the one
But you know I'm always open to suggestions
I said let me be the one
Down for you, it should never be a question
Babe
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
To blow your mind, away, away, my time
Don't waste my time, baby
Don't waste my time
To blow your mind, to blow your mind

Sucking on my dick
She's a bad, bad girl
Uh, h-hold on, hold on, baby
Your head hit the button, girl
We on the li-
Z-boy fro, yo man are we live?
We still live, huh?
Damn girl, don't stop though
Hit you off with something brand new
A Travis Barker produced joint
Believe it or not
Hold on, let me hit this button