作词 : Blake, Harris | |
[Intro] Yo, yo, yo, yo | |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, c'mon | |
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yeah-yeah-ye-yo, uh ay | |
Yo, ay, ay, ay, ay, c'mon | |
Ay look shorty tell your homegirl put the puss on the wood, make the dick go wood y'know? [over Intro] | |
Pimp Squad clique ya dig? | |
Big {?} done told y'all niggaz one time | |
DJ Quik in this bitch ya already know what it is hoe | |
A-Town's own one | |
Bankhead homey (Bankhead!) | |
All the way to | |
Compton ya dig? [T.I.] | |
I got a bad bitch from | |
Cali that love to blow cavi | |
Kinda bitch that suck ya dick and make you wanna get married | |
Seem like she squeeze in them jeans just barely | |
I can see the pussy pokin like your pants bustin open | |
Now we hydro blowin in the | |
Cadillac coastin | |
On the way to the liquor store to go and pull a foursome | |
Tell her pop two of these then lemme see your knees bend | |
Hit the club find a bitch who familiar to freakin | |
Tell her shawty look, all you need is three friends | |
And get you to the suites, | |
I'ma give you what you need then | |
Nine inches from behind on you bitches ' | |
Til your pussy need stitches and spines outta commission | |
Listen tell 'em if they're ready to breeze | |
Bet whatever they can't eat your pussy better than me | |
If it's a gamble tell 'em meet me by the | |
Phantom at 3 | |
And now I'm, standin with three bitches challengin me | |
Before you know it [Chorus: T.I.] | |
Three bitches in the back of the ride | |
Suckin dick 'til they're satisfied | |
Fo' bitches in the back of the ride | |
Suckin titties 'til they satisfied | |
I got, five bitches in the back of the ride | |
They ass pokin from the back of they thighs | |
As I say, six bitches in the back of the ride | |
Eatin pussy 'til they satisfied, c'mon [T.I.] | |
Five in the morning broads at my do' {?} smokin 'cross the hardwood flo' | |
Open up the door don't recognize a face | |
But was surprised by the size of her thighs and waist | |
Ay, waste no time tell her come on in | |
I'm fresh out of | |
Grey Goose and no more | |
Henn' But shawty got a thong on and fo' mo' friends | |
See when you live like the man ye ain't gotta pretend | |
I got her kissin in the mouth on the couch in the den | |
Then I put it in right up over her chin | |
Tell her rub in your face, it'll clear up your skin | |
And that's with all due respect, | |
I ain't tryin to offend ya | |
It's, like | |
I told you when we met at the club | |
You in the, wrong place if you were lookin for love | |
I'm fin' to find a couple freaks, buy a bottle and dip | |
Y'all oughta be followin | |
Tip to holler and miss, | |
I got [Chorus] [DJ Quik] | |
I'm dope, | |
I'm bomb, | |
I'm wounded and | |
I'm so feeble | |
Can't believe the bullshit | |
I'm gettin from these people | |
If I go to | |
San Diego, | |
I can't get no bitch | |
Because the | |
B-Dawgs beat the shit out of 'em all, and they tragic | |
Bitin off they nipples and bash 'em like y'all savage | |
Pullin out they hair got they self esteem damaged | |
I still love pussy but | |
I don't eat the shit that comes with it | |
You can keep it if | |
I can't hit and quit it because | |
It's D-J Q- | |
U-I-C-K who you thought it was | |
C-O-M-P-T- | |
O-N, flossin the proper buzz | |
I cut my perm out so | |
I wouldn't look burned out | |
A young thug geekin off these beats that | |
I churned out | |
I'm bad, I'm the | |
Mad Hatter, wish | |
I was fatter | |
But that's a dream weighin on my life like a triple beam | |
A life that simple seems harder to fathom | |
So I'm in | |
Manhattan and | |
Harlem gettin at 'em, in a | |
Bentley [New Chorus: Quik] | |
Three bitches in the back of the ride | |
Suckin dick until they satisfied | |
Fo' bitches in the back of the ride | |
Lickin nipples 'til they satisfied | |
We got, five bitches in the back of the ride | |
They ass pokin out the back of they thighs | |
Six bitches in the back of the ride | |
Spendin money cause we satisfied |
zuo ci : Blake, Harris | |
Intro Yo, yo, yo, yo | |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, c' mon | |
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yeahyeahyeyo, uh ay | |
Yo, ay, ay, ay, ay, c' mon | |
Ay look shorty tell your homegirl put the puss on the wood, make the dick go wood y' know? over Intro | |
Pimp Squad clique ya dig? | |
Big ? done told y' all niggaz one time | |
DJ Quik in this bitch ya already know what it is hoe | |
ATown' s own one | |
Bankhead homey Bankhead! | |
All the way to | |
Compton ya dig? T. I. | |
I got a bad bitch from | |
Cali that love to blow cavi | |
Kinda bitch that suck ya dick and make you wanna get married | |
Seem like she squeeze in them jeans just barely | |
I can see the pussy pokin like your pants bustin open | |
Now we hydro blowin in the | |
Cadillac coastin | |
On the way to the liquor store to go and pull a foursome | |
Tell her pop two of these then lemme see your knees bend | |
Hit the club find a bitch who familiar to freakin | |
Tell her shawty look, all you need is three friends | |
And get you to the suites, | |
I' ma give you what you need then | |
Nine inches from behind on you bitches ' | |
Til your pussy need stitches and spines outta commission | |
Listen tell ' em if they' re ready to breeze | |
Bet whatever they can' t eat your pussy better than me | |
If it' s a gamble tell ' em meet me by the | |
Phantom at 3 | |
And now I' m, standin with three bitches challengin me | |
Before you know it Chorus: T. I. | |
Three bitches in the back of the ride | |
Suckin dick ' til they' re satisfied | |
Fo' bitches in the back of the ride | |
Suckin titties ' til they satisfied | |
I got, five bitches in the back of the ride | |
They ass pokin from the back of they thighs | |
As I say, six bitches in the back of the ride | |
Eatin pussy ' til they satisfied, c' mon T. I. | |
Five in the morning broads at my do' ? smokin ' cross the hardwood flo' | |
Open up the door don' t recognize a face | |
But was surprised by the size of her thighs and waist | |
Ay, waste no time tell her come on in | |
I' m fresh out of | |
Grey Goose and no more | |
Henn' But shawty got a thong on and fo' mo' friends | |
See when you live like the man ye ain' t gotta pretend | |
I got her kissin in the mouth on the couch in the den | |
Then I put it in right up over her chin | |
Tell her rub in your face, it' ll clear up your skin | |
And that' s with all due respect, | |
I ain' t tryin to offend ya | |
It' s, like | |
I told you when we met at the club | |
You in the, wrong place if you were lookin for love | |
I' m fin' to find a couple freaks, buy a bottle and dip | |
Y' all oughta be followin | |
Tip to holler and miss, | |
I got Chorus DJ Quik | |
I' m dope, | |
I' m bomb, | |
I' m wounded and | |
I' m so feeble | |
Can' t believe the bullshit | |
I' m gettin from these people | |
If I go to | |
San Diego, | |
I can' t get no bitch | |
Because the | |
BDawgs beat the shit out of ' em all, and they tragic | |
Bitin off they nipples and bash ' em like y' all savage | |
Pullin out they hair got they self esteem damaged | |
I still love pussy but | |
I don' t eat the shit that comes with it | |
You can keep it if | |
I can' t hit and quit it because | |
It' s DJ Q | |
UICK who you thought it was | |
COMPT | |
ON, flossin the proper buzz | |
I cut my perm out so | |
I wouldn' t look burned out | |
A young thug geekin off these beats that | |
I churned out | |
I' m bad, I' m the | |
Mad Hatter, wish | |
I was fatter | |
But that' s a dream weighin on my life like a triple beam | |
A life that simple seems harder to fathom | |
So I' m in | |
Manhattan and | |
Harlem gettin at ' em, in a | |
Bentley New Chorus: Quik | |
Three bitches in the back of the ride | |
Suckin dick until they satisfied | |
Fo' bitches in the back of the ride | |
Lickin nipples ' til they satisfied | |
We got, five bitches in the back of the ride | |
They ass pokin out the back of they thighs | |
Six bitches in the back of the ride | |
Spendin money cause we satisfied |
zuò cí : Blake, Harris | |
Intro Yo, yo, yo, yo | |
Ay, ay, ay, ay, c' mon | |
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yeahyeahyeyo, uh ay | |
Yo, ay, ay, ay, ay, c' mon | |
Ay look shorty tell your homegirl put the puss on the wood, make the dick go wood y' know? over Intro | |
Pimp Squad clique ya dig? | |
Big ? done told y' all niggaz one time | |
DJ Quik in this bitch ya already know what it is hoe | |
ATown' s own one | |
Bankhead homey Bankhead! | |
All the way to | |
Compton ya dig? T. I. | |
I got a bad bitch from | |
Cali that love to blow cavi | |
Kinda bitch that suck ya dick and make you wanna get married | |
Seem like she squeeze in them jeans just barely | |
I can see the pussy pokin like your pants bustin open | |
Now we hydro blowin in the | |
Cadillac coastin | |
On the way to the liquor store to go and pull a foursome | |
Tell her pop two of these then lemme see your knees bend | |
Hit the club find a bitch who familiar to freakin | |
Tell her shawty look, all you need is three friends | |
And get you to the suites, | |
I' ma give you what you need then | |
Nine inches from behind on you bitches ' | |
Til your pussy need stitches and spines outta commission | |
Listen tell ' em if they' re ready to breeze | |
Bet whatever they can' t eat your pussy better than me | |
If it' s a gamble tell ' em meet me by the | |
Phantom at 3 | |
And now I' m, standin with three bitches challengin me | |
Before you know it Chorus: T. I. | |
Three bitches in the back of the ride | |
Suckin dick ' til they' re satisfied | |
Fo' bitches in the back of the ride | |
Suckin titties ' til they satisfied | |
I got, five bitches in the back of the ride | |
They ass pokin from the back of they thighs | |
As I say, six bitches in the back of the ride | |
Eatin pussy ' til they satisfied, c' mon T. I. | |
Five in the morning broads at my do' ? smokin ' cross the hardwood flo' | |
Open up the door don' t recognize a face | |
But was surprised by the size of her thighs and waist | |
Ay, waste no time tell her come on in | |
I' m fresh out of | |
Grey Goose and no more | |
Henn' But shawty got a thong on and fo' mo' friends | |
See when you live like the man ye ain' t gotta pretend | |
I got her kissin in the mouth on the couch in the den | |
Then I put it in right up over her chin | |
Tell her rub in your face, it' ll clear up your skin | |
And that' s with all due respect, | |
I ain' t tryin to offend ya | |
It' s, like | |
I told you when we met at the club | |
You in the, wrong place if you were lookin for love | |
I' m fin' to find a couple freaks, buy a bottle and dip | |
Y' all oughta be followin | |
Tip to holler and miss, | |
I got Chorus DJ Quik | |
I' m dope, | |
I' m bomb, | |
I' m wounded and | |
I' m so feeble | |
Can' t believe the bullshit | |
I' m gettin from these people | |
If I go to | |
San Diego, | |
I can' t get no bitch | |
Because the | |
BDawgs beat the shit out of ' em all, and they tragic | |
Bitin off they nipples and bash ' em like y' all savage | |
Pullin out they hair got they self esteem damaged | |
I still love pussy but | |
I don' t eat the shit that comes with it | |
You can keep it if | |
I can' t hit and quit it because | |
It' s DJ Q | |
UICK who you thought it was | |
COMPT | |
ON, flossin the proper buzz | |
I cut my perm out so | |
I wouldn' t look burned out | |
A young thug geekin off these beats that | |
I churned out | |
I' m bad, I' m the | |
Mad Hatter, wish | |
I was fatter | |
But that' s a dream weighin on my life like a triple beam | |
A life that simple seems harder to fathom | |
So I' m in | |
Manhattan and | |
Harlem gettin at ' em, in a | |
Bentley New Chorus: Quik | |
Three bitches in the back of the ride | |
Suckin dick until they satisfied | |
Fo' bitches in the back of the ride | |
Lickin nipples ' til they satisfied | |
We got, five bitches in the back of the ride | |
They ass pokin out the back of they thighs | |
Six bitches in the back of the ride | |
Spendin money cause we satisfied |