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Terrance Quaites (born May 24, 1976), known professionally as TQ, is an American R&B singer. He is perhaps best known for his hit song "Westside", which became a top 40 hit in several countries in 1998. more »

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Aye
(Nigga if it ain't MAG it ain't work f*ck nigga)
Uh
YGG shit
Trap nigga its in my DNA
Taking care of all my patients like a CNA
Break 'em down get 'em gone when I get 'em in
If she played with that pussy then I hit her friend
If that shit wasn't up to par then I ain't hit again
Kaliimarii to the sock what I'm dripping in
Money in the box I ain't have no Wells Fargo
Chilling in the trap fiends knocking like Nardo
Broski still with me know he shooting like Pargo
Pressing all these buttons trying to see how fast the car go
2015 Sour Diesel in my cargos
You was catching repos cause you couldn't pay yo' car note
This shits an arsenal burning up exotic
Step in the car and that bitch sound robotic
Pull up in cocaine they thought I was Yo Gotti
Two hoes tag team me I'm Scotty 2 Hotty
I been that nigga
I ain't got to lie I ain't gone brag either
Run it up don't give a f*ck if they get mad neither
I make decisions for that green Swaggy Brad Stevens
I tried listening to these niggas but they ass
Ever since a shorty all I wanted was the cash
Two P's of pressure tell 'em put it in the bag
If you really getting money never show a bitch yo' stash
You'll be watching through the front and they'll be coming through the back
Trapping all night I done slept through the day shift
Ashton Martin when I pull up in that space ship
Kaliimarii on my body she wanna taste it
Said she was hungry so I pulled it out she ate dick
Flexing that little ass roll boy that ain't shit
I ride around with them cannons but I ain't Nick
Change my name to Picasso cause I paint pics
I pull up on you with that bag like I'm St.Nick
Three hoes on me and they all trying to f*ck
Aftermarket watch them hoes get bussed
I thank God when that pack touch
Post man bring 'em to me straight up off the truck
Knocking at the door like bro you got a load
Before I break the box open half of 'em sold
Ima dump them eight and and break the rest down to O's
In a couple days I'll call the plug for some more
Trapping all night I done slept through the day shift
Trapping all night I done slept through the day shift
Pull up on a play bumping '16 Zips'
Glock 19 got 16 in it (Fa)
Fa he scream we skirt keep spinning
The way bro shoot that thang he fucking up defenses
They telling me chill I don't know how to do that
If I don't know you then you getting that TQ tax
Bunch of GD's with me rocking that blue black
A nigga get up out his body get it blew back
I'm going hard in the paint I'm the be Shaq
Taking over this shit Nino New Jack
She a lil freak turned the meat to a fruit snack
I beat her doonies down she gone need a new back
Off the cranium
Trap doing numbers still jump out the gymnasium
A couple niggas look up to me feel like I'm raising 'em
Trying to go from selling out ziplocks to doing stadiums
Public Enemy I'm having Flava
Still a big kid at heart Glock got a laser
Gave 'em a magazine that boy caught a Fader
F*ck Will I'd rather chill wit Jada
Three hoes on me and they all trying to f*ck
Aftermarket watch them hoes get bussed
I thank God when that pack touch
Post man give 'em to me straight up off the truck
Knocking at the door like bro you got a load
Before I break the box open half of 'em sold
Ima dump them eight and and break the rest down to O's
In a couple days I'll call the plug for some more
Say hey
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Say hey
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Say hey
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