Get Down-DJ Quik

[DJ Quik] (Shoot back) I＇m hard and I＇m flossy and I＇m all that You talk a lot of sh*t, 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 b**ches need to squash that You shouldn＇t be disgruntled cause you didn＇t learn to posh that It＇s black p**sy and I＇m still tryin to wash that Rinse it up, lip to butt, right between the center gut (Shoot back) Sit in my lap, and look at my snaps Drop a 20 and watch these troublemakers fightin for scraps My drawers so clean, my nuts are so powdered Don＇t stress me out, just eat your clam chowder Tryin to stick my honeybee into yo＇ flower If you like this record then make the sh*t louder (Shoot back) It＇s so terrific out on the Pacific Green plants and dancin make you feel lifted I＇m DJ Quik and I＇m so f**kin gifted That you didn＇t even feel when the momentum shifted (Shoot back) I turned the pocket around And slowed it all the way DOWN, I＇m a musical cop now [Chorus] Get down on the ground, spread your legs, put your hands behind your back Get up and walk backwards towards me You under arrest for them big-a** breasts And that a** made me think you had a strap, pick your a** up Get down on your face, spread ＇em wide, where your ID? Why you tryin to lie to me? You＇ve got the right to remain Either you can ride the big-a** bus go to jail or go home with us, I need backup [Chingy] Excuse me miss, I＇m pullin you over Cause your a** is extremely too fat You need backup Quik? I＇m the right ni**a to get My picks are thick stallion, I＇m slangin the dick Still bangin the bricks, with the ＇caine and the 6 Remain in the mix, because I＇m famous and sh*t (Shoot back) Let the guest in, doors open, my entourage walked in Let＇s get some whore scopin I＇m open for more pokin On my wrist is 50 tokens, buy that chump Sold a show out for a mill＇, try that chump I＇m on the boat still listenin to, ＂Way 2 Fonky＂ Park that a** right hurr chick and make that monkey talk for me, when ya walk I see a clear speech come and get it I got some for each Now I＇m bumpin on the radio and put it on repeat Play it loud in the streets, go out and get yourself a freak The, moral of the story is we hoe-hoppin police Know your rights, put these cuffs on, you locked in these sheets [Chorus] [Chingy] Okay - incenst cologne, women be attracted Got the best sex c＇mon, it＇s somethin ＇bout the action When they flex wet and bone, a model or a actress I attach this note, before the script get wrote (Shoot back) She see the list, text you＇re gone I tap it make it happen stress there＇s eggs at home A captain be reactin to the sweat as you moan Hold up give me a second I think Quik got somethin else to say before we end this record [DJ Quik] This beat is for your uncle and aunt It＇s old enough to be d**e, but young enough to be hot Dedicated to everybody been beat by the cops Just tryin to get to the party and pop tequila in shot The legendary incindiary resentment for authority figures From the most vocal of the local niggaz California to death, bringin Compton to life Makin beats that＇ll snap yo＇ neck and have you writin a check You need to [Chorus]