Quik Is the Name
Dj Quik lyrics
Dj Quik lyrics
"Tear It Off Lyrics"
[DJ Quik]
Aw yeah, check this out
The Quiksta is here, yo Spin let me state this
With the hype and style the that I make this
Groove so hot that you would think that I bake this
This is a steak I'ma tiger-try and take this
I come off strong with the strength of a dozer
You have no game with your girl cus I chose her
I grabbed her hand; I took her backstage with me
We tore it off my friend, now she's yours again
I'm like the Big Bad Wolf on the microphone
So if your girl's Little Red you better take her home
And hide her, before I try to ease on up
To push up on the butt
Cus a brother like the Quik is chillin with a feelin
For a fly female because I'm able an willin
To tell her the things that make her hot like a cup of tea
After the show she
My Adidas Lyrics
My Adidas walk through concert doors and roam all over coliseum floors I stepped on stage at Live Aid All the people gave an applause that paid And out of speakers I did speak I wore my sneakers but I'm not a sneak My Adidas cuts the sand of a foreign land with mic in hand I cold took command my Adidas and me both askin P we ma
'll be looking for meMy Adidas walk through concert doors and roam all over coliseum floors I stepped on stage at Live Aid All the people gave an applause that paid And out of speakers I did speak I wore my sneakers but I'm not a sneak My Adidas cuts the sand of a foreign land with mic in hand I cold took command my Adidas and me both askin P we ma
To tear it off...
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (C'mon! Cmon!)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!(Word)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!(Yo, yo Spin)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!(Yo drop it)
[AMG]
Getting busy on dope, could swear up and down then I sold it
Girls on the tip so I hold it
A masterpiece, and a piece I'ma get
From the get go I'm gonna go to the mic sweat
And heaven knows, anything goes
With those that dispose no Gucci at our hoes
For the AMG and while your playin me
I'ma flex the hip hop sex and then I'll be
Nice and smooth and mellow and hell of a fel
Meu Erro Lyrics
Eu quis dizer Voc? n?o quis escutar Agora n?o pe?a N?o me fa?a promessas Eu n?o quero ti ver Nem quero acreditar Que vai ser diferente Que tudo mudou (chorus) Voc? diz n?o saber O que houve de errado E o meu erro foi crer que estar ao seu lado bastaria Oh meu deus era tudo o q eu queria Eu dizia o seu nome N?o me abandone
lowEu quis dizer Voc? n?o quis escutar Agora n?o pe?a N?o me fa?a promessas Eu n?o quero ti ver Nem quero acreditar Que vai ser diferente Que tudo mudou (chorus) Voc? diz n?o saber O que houve de errado E o meu erro foi crer que estar ao seu lado bastaria Oh meu deus era tudo o q eu queria Eu dizia o seu nome N?o me abandone
?? you can't get with this
I'm a hip with this
Do that dance I'ma ring while you swing to this
And you thought I was only a pimp, how you figure though?
I'll make it good to your girl cus a niggaro
Is givin you something with heart and not soul
Yeah, tear it off
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (Aw Yeah)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (Yo baby)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (DJ Quik and Spin)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (And we in here you know it)
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon! (We got Trace on the board)
(Yo Trace, drop that shit)
[AMG]
I wouldn't stop for a million bucks
Money, Quik cuts, The Source with a
Pepes Trepes Lyrics
Indigestible stench of menudo Honeycomb fanfare of stomach lining Cured in pepsin and enzymes Pickled and stored in jars with pigs feet Tool of digestion-eaten Raw gizzard dripping with chyme Extracted-preserved in lyme Stirred in with crab legs, seafood, and brine Nauseating delight Carnivorous delicacies done right Convulsions-spastic Human cuisine-turned gast
house to ?fordIndigestible stench of menudo Honeycomb fanfare of stomach lining Cured in pepsin and enzymes Pickled and stored in jars with pigs feet Tool of digestion-eaten Raw gizzard dripping with chyme Extracted-preserved in lyme Stirred in with crab legs, seafood, and brine Nauseating delight Carnivorous delicacies done right Convulsions-spastic Human cuisine-turned gast
And I'll bet the set will be in E-F-F-E-C-T
I'll be arranged to change so I can talk to you
On stage the world the girls the date, but I aint fazed
I play the role and I get praised
Freak and the funk and yo, watch a brother hustle right
On the road with rhythm and chorus, mic
Cus what I'm sayin, "There aint no brother like me"
To step into the AM cus the AM be the G
And girlies on the tip, but they really on the D
And Quik is on the mix, but if he aint he on a freak
Take it off baby, cus today you're gettin done
You never let me see you swim, but let me see you cum
So I can make it good to ya
You know I wanna do ya (Word)
Tear it off...
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
Tear it off! Tear it off! C'mon!
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