The Quik
Quik Kash
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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Hear these niggas talking Its late Still woke They like damn this niggas still woke? Nigga aint sleep? Nah bitch We Woke… They say Quik, why you keep on leaving and coming back? Damn gotta love, hate relationship with rap Niggas selling they soul, but not the sack Pimping like goldie in this bitch I am the mack You be tricking on the pussy and thats a facts She could have a round of applause and that the claps Sometimes I'm joking with lines no Dave Chappelle They pray he fail From the bottom I will prevail Gotta some niggas that a get you washed no car detail You aint bout to bag my shit up without the scale I done had my fair share of being little dog Hit the bog When the smoke clear coming out the fog You gotta treat it like a hog leave it wet and sog Every since I leap the frog she been on the log Always grind in this bitch i aint on call Been that guy up in this bitch but not the fall Shoot my shot like durant but aint that tall Make it drip drop in this bitch but aint jamal Or hakeem , but building a empire CXC, cheese and cake gun for hire More flyer gone further your father Been balling goin bald vince carter We can get you lined up nigga No barber Aint no whip to dodge this nigga no charger Get you touched its permanent no markers Put you back in the tanning bed… go darker (A little darker baby or we might need to change buildings This cheap ass planet fitness make it look like you got blotched skin) Hearterbreaker quikkash bag mariah Like em them thick and they strip just like maliah Get higher smoking fruity off Papaya Well put you in a pot no jambalaya All these niggas wanna duel, but I aint kaiba Get the neck, break her back, but she aint khia Bitch im always in my bag, but we aint at meijers All gas no breaks til we blowing tires All nah yall done brought the quik out Bad news for you, you brought ya bitch out It's a problem then my nigga brought the glicks out Type a shit a have ya toes do the jit now The shit now Dropping loads in big piles Cutting niggas with all cap Kung Lao Message seats she wanna gimme the butt now The way I spit its like you hearing a gun sound Bullets make you boogie, better get down She just got my number, want the dick now? 400 horses in my whip now Smelling is the colonge coochie drip down I came for the checks respect and necks All baby moms in jeopardy Alex Terbec You be saying you a pimp the hoes reject Like you wasn't standing in the mirror it don't reflect Quik the ladies man, Lionel Phelps Gotta girl, she still come around she hope she next Left it on read girl i know you text Wasting time gazing in my eyes soul out her flesh You simple with shit quik complex Does my reps smoke all the weeds The bows a flex How you gon breathe if I hold ya breath? Chips down the dough is on me You can place a bet I reading the vibes its saying you soft Snipers shot he Couldn't block the Dragonov Take a trip Body drift down the mackinaw Spit a art piece out the clip quick draw mcgraw All nah yall done brought the quik out Bad news for you, you brought ya bitch out Its a problem then my nigga brought the glicks out Type a shit a have ya toes do the jit now
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