Quik's Groove (The One)

[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 bitch mouth I'm feeling like making this bitch iron my clothes or something Multitasking, cooking breakfast Making a nigga wanna smack that ass See, I met this bitch 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 bitch and my side bitch, I'm feeling like Saddam They had the bomb, And if her baby daddy tripping, fuck that nigga I push that nigga hairline back like he LeBron Make a nigga disappear like J-Kwon Body found by the Swans Nigga missing both of his arms, I ain't playing I'm with the rat-tat-tat-tat, shoot a nigga if he do or don't die He ain't never coming back Now it's one, two, buckle my shoe Padded leather Giuseppes nigga, watch what the fuck 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 Niggas 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, fucking faster than grand national regals I'm in it in the pussy 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 bitch from the Bay Say she wanna fuck his lil homie, got her sipping on that Alize You ever had your dick sucked 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 bitch "Pimpin' ain't dead, hoes are scared So stop that bickering," I got a bitch from the Nickersons That got a fucking 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 shit 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 grass? No shit [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)] Sucking on my dick She's a bad, bad girl Uh, h-hold on, hold on, baby Your head hit the button, 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 button