Sevyn Streeter - Quik's Groove (The One) lyrics

[Produced by DJ Quik] [Verse 1: The Game] You see I wake up in the morning Grab my blunt and pull my dick up out this b**h mouth I'm feeling like making this b**h iron my clothes or something Multitasking, cooking breakfast Making a n***a wanna smack that a** See, I met this b**h on Crenshaw, she told me give her a ride I said, "If I do that, you gotta give me head while Ray Charles drive." Cause I ain't, for, the tricking, no I ain't I'm with my main b**h and my side b**h, I'm feeling like Saddam They had the bomb, And if her baby daddy tripping, f** that n***a I push that n***a hairline back like he LeBron Make a n***a disappear like J-Kwon Body found by the Swans n***a missing both of his arms, I ain't playing I'm with the rat-tat-tat-tat, shoot a n***a if he do or don't die He ain't never coming back Now it's one, two, buckle my shoe Padded leather Giuseppes n***a, watch what the f** I do It's the P-I-R-to-the-U And I put that on my momma I'ma ride for you baby boo Yay yay, I said I put that on my momma I'ma ride for you baby boo [Hook: Micah & Sevyn Streeter] I hope you giving head today Cause I just wanna put this dick all in you (So I can bust a nut) Baby we gon' celebrate, celebration You bring all your girls and I'ma bring my crew, let me be the one One you take home at the end of the night babe, let me be the one I only want you to myself babe, let me be the one But you know I'm always open to suggestions I said let me be the one Down for you, it should never be a question, babe To blow your mind, away, away, my time To blow your mind, away, away, my time Don't waste my time, baby, don't waste my time To blow your mind, to blow your mind [Verse 2: DJ Quik] Yeah, Quik is the name With The Game, it's a goddamn shame n***as can't see that we to blame For putting Compton to flames Ignite it up, haters knotted up When you trip with canker sores in your whip That's what I do, to protect my party My goons snatch you out by your Ed Hardy Then its back to shawty, all the ladies drink free All the players grab a tab, that's how that's supposed to be Drinking Casamigos, f**ing faster than grand national regals I'm in it in the p**y doing kegals I'm so Fred Segal right now She so spread eagle right now Ain't nothing but the clothes going down I'm in the game and the fire's the same My music is infinite like even before my fame I wrote about a thousand 16-bar verses And I'm still coming off like this my first hit [Hook: Micah & Sevyn Streeter] I hope you giving head today Cause I just wanna put this dick all in you (So I can bust a nut) Baby we gon' celebrate, celebration You bring all your girls and I'ma bring my crew, let me be the one One you take home at the end of the night babe, let me be the one I only want you to myself babe, let me be the one But you know I'm always open to suggestions I said let me be the one Down for you, it should never be a question, babe To blow your mind, away, away, my time To blow your mind, away, away, my time Don't waste my time, baby, don't waste my time To blow your mind, to blow your mind [Verse 3: The Game] Now DJ Quik got a b**h from the Bay Say she wanna f** his lil homie, got her sipping on that Alize You ever had your dick s**ed to Mausberg before? And had a Mossberg pump leaning on the front door? Treat my dick like a newborn, hold the head I told a b**h "Pimpin' ain't dead, hoes are scared So stop that bickering," I got a b**h from the Nickersons That got a f**ing bounty on my head, uh oh [Verse 4: DJ Quik] I'm rhyming with Chuck Taylor too, he doing something new Something more comfortable for you to just bang your sh** to So lady, go on and work those hips Like them inmates work those divs And when I get there baby work your lips If it don't make dollars don't holler It's DJ Quik in any year Impala And if it don't make sense then don't flinch What you hear from a bull that don't chew no gra**? No sh** [Hook: Micah & Sevyn Streeter] I hope you giving head today Cause I just wanna put this dick all in you (So I can bust a nut) Baby we gon' celebrate You bring all your girls and I'ma bring my crew, let me be the one One you take home at the end of the night babe, let me be the one I only want you to myself babe, let me be the one But you know I'm always open to suggestions I said let me be the one Down for you, it should never be a question, babe To blow your mind, away, away, my time To blow your mind, away, away, my time Don't waste my time, baby, don't waste my time To blow your mind, to blow your mind [Outro: DJ EZ Dicc (Ricky Harris)] s**ing on my dick She's a bad, bad girl Uh, h-hold on, hold on, baby Your head hit the bu*ton, girl We on the li- Z-boy fro, yo man are we live? We still live, huh? Damn girl, don't stop though Hit you off with something brand new A Travis Barker produced joint, believe it or not Hold on, let me hit this bu*ton