Текст песни DJ Quik f Suga Free, Mausberg and AMG - Down, Down, Down
DJ Quik f Suga Free, Mausberg and AMG - Down, Down, Down слова песни
Quik:My name is Quik & I be moving fast like a race carbut I`m top seed #1 like the pace carWhether you up on me or you chillin` way faryou can tell almost immediately that I`m aced offSo listen muthafucka why you comin` off hardmy objective is to catch you off guardget covert & infiltrate yo` cliquecrack yo` shit & mack yo` bitchNow tell me could you conceive a nigga all up in her beavergivin` her the love fever for hours at a time before I take a breatherand 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 uhSo when you see a nigga out with his girlthen baby play like you don`t know me & we`ll keep in a twirlbecause baby I go deeper than the deep blue seasBaby do you really wanna play the flute on me?I`ll give you a sack & take it back & you`ll die to get itlittle punk `cause I`m fly with itChorusWhen we come up we gettin` down down downStep in the club they give us pound pound poundLookin` for somethin` that be nice brown & roundDJ Quik & AMG with a brand new sound(repeat)AMG:I told her don`t chase it but you can place itin between your jaws to taste itor leave it in the basementI be the riddler that`s too familiar get in the middle of yaand then I diddle ya, dick ya down `til it ticklessmack the booty with no pimplescaress ya back then rub ya nipplesBaby I`m a crack fiend get the KY & if I`m at a jiggalobaby say hi fly like a eagle in a Range Rover or a Regallookin` for the party people & when I catch ya baby girlyou should feel lucky we can make lovebut don`t forget to fuck me`cause you got more bounce than Roger TroutmanI don`t know when it`s in or out andsoak me baby give me that good thangain`t nothin` wrong with a coochie bang`cause Suga Free, Mausberg, Quik & the AMdefinitely knows how to play `em`cause we went from demos to limos to luxuriousiesto models from Milan on they kneesChorusWhen we come up we gettin` down down downStep in the club they give us pound pound poundLookin` for somethin` that be nice brown & roundAMG & Mausberg with a brand new sound(repeat)Mausberg:Oh you didn`t know that I`m the bomb babywell take a toke of this D-I- & you gon` be feelin` flizie`cause I be`s Mausberg the superiorsteppin` through the club pound pound so ya fearin` usbut don`t trip we keep the vibe rightBaby buy me some Remy & ifyo` baby daddy trippin` tell him beep me`cause I be`s Black & Tone & swift up on my toesG`d up in alligate`s and steel toesCan 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 seeoh you jockin` my entourage DJ Quik & AMGwell get yo` groove on `cause I ain`t hatin` on the homieswhen that 9-5th drop you & yo` sister gon` be on meall I wanna do is slide up in & slide back outslap you in yo` face & stick it dead in yo` mouthYou think I`m bullshittin` well meet me after my showbring yo` lips to that all white stretch limoso we can ride, slide, dip & glide Booyah!and do our thang `cause my whole clique flyChorusWhen we come up we gettin` down down downStep in the club they give us pound pound poundLookin` for somethin` that be nice brown & roundMausberg & 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 enoughto put the proper good on itpeep how I struck up bitch jump in the airstay there until I tell you come down& when you do you shut the fuck upShe`ll sell a nice dream but bitch you`llhave better luck tryin` to find 2 Pac thanme buying you somethin` off the ice cream truckOxygen you leave `lone leave me `lonebefore I lock you in that little bitty box againDon`t let up y`all just keep her soakin` wet upplaya playa & tell her when she need to shut updon`t lighten up naw nigga you better you better tighten upThrow ya head back back back backlean it to the side hey playas (Yeah!)tell `em that we fly (We fly!) Ooooh catastrophe!Bitch rather slide down a slide of razor bladesinto a pool of pimp piss but this hoe had the audacityto ask me for a dollar even though that`s all I had leftThese greedy lying ass hoes`ll fifty cents yo` ass to death!ChorusWhen we come up we gettin` down down downStep in the club they give us pound pound poundLookin` for somethin` that be nice brown & roundand we come to hit the world with a brand new sound(repeat)