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(feat. Chingy)[DJ Quik](Shoot back) I'm hard and I'm flossy and I'm all thatYou talk a lot of shit, where yo' bodyguard at?I got a pocket full of money, where the mall at?Where the quads at, where the drinks, where the broads at?(Shoot back) Niggaz fightin over bitches need to squash thatYou shouldn't be disgruntled cause you didn't learn to posh thatIt's black pussy and I'm still tryin to wash thatRinse it up, lip to butt, right between the center gut(Shoot back) Sit in my lap, and look at my snapsDrop a 20 and watch these troublemakers fightin for scrapsMy drawers so clean, my nuts are so powderedDon't stress me out, just eat your clam chowderTryin to stick my honeybee into yo' flowerIf you like this record then make the shit louder(Shoot back) It's so terrific out on the PacificGreen plants and dancin make you feel liftedI'm DJ Quik and I'm so fuckin giftedThat you didn't even feel when the momentum shifted(Shoot back) I turned the pocket aroundAnd slowed it all the way DOWN, I'm a m
usical cop now[Chorus]Get down on the ground, spread your legs, put your hands behind your backGet up and walk backwards towards meYou under arrest for them big-ass breastsAnd that ass made me think you had a strap, pick your ass upGet down on your face, spread 'em wide, where your ID?Why you tryin to lie to me? You've got the right to remainEither you can ride the big-ass busgo to jail or go home with us, I need backup[Chingy]Excuse me miss, I'm pullin you overCause your ass is extremely too fatYou need backup Quik? I'm the right nigga to getMy picks are thick stallion, I'm slangin the dickStill bangin the bricks, with the 'caine and the 6Remain in the mix, because I'm famous and shit(Shoot back) Let the guest in, doors open, my entourage walked inLet's get some whore scopin I'm open for more pokinOn my wrist is 50 tokens, buy that chumpSold a show out for a mill', try that chumpI'm on the boat still listenin to, "Way 2 Fonky"Park that ass right hurr chick and make that monkeytalk
for me, when ya walk I seea clear speech come and get it I got some for eachNow I'm bumpin on the radio and put it on repeatPlay it loud in the streets, go out and get yourself a freakThe, moral of the story is we hoe-hoppin policeKnow your rights, put these cuffs on, you locked in these sheets[Chorus][Chingy]Okay - incenst cologne, women be attractedGot the best sex c'mon, it's somethin 'bout the actionWhen they flex wet and bone, a model or a actressI attach this note, before the script get wrote(Shoot back) She see the list, text you're goneI tap it make it happen stress there's eggs at homeA captain be reactin to the sweat as you moanHold up give me a secondI think Quik got somethin else to say before we end this record[DJ Quik]This beat is for your uncle and auntIt's old enough to be dope, but young enough to be hotDedicated to everybody been beat by the copsJust tryin to get to the party and pop tequila in shotThe legendary incindiary resentment for authority figuresFrom the
most vocal of the local niggazCalifornia to death, bringin Compton to lifeMakin beats that'll snap yo' neck and have you writin a checkYou need to[Chorus]