I rough voco  for my locos.
 My nigga Hi C  2nd II None  AMG

 And the Q U the new
 You knew
 I (?) to any particular groove
 I came ok now
 Check it if you want to but it's all in vein
 Because me game is stil the same
 Perfection!
 Fill me as I fill you in
 I never rode a pony but I'm genuine
 So give me just a little bit of nicotine
 And a sticky greeen
 And I'm a hit it with the icky cream
 Booyah I hit her on the neck with a whip
 And made the hooker jump without a safety net
 Hit the ground break her back
 Get up and do it again because she can really take a shot on the chin
 caffeine cappucino chase it with some no-doz
 Up all night like the moon glows
 Searching for new hoes
 They really want to follow my lead
 indeed and give a nigga just what I need

 Chorus:
 When I'm on speed
 I'm faster then most
 And I can rock a party from coast to coast

 The Q-U-I-K is the name I spell
 124 beats per minute I rock well
 Because I'm tight to the second power
 When I hit the liquor
 And I don't serve emcees
 I'm serve dickas
 Bang bang boogie
 When I hit a shot of loogie
 And the Booger try to put it on me
 But I get that moves to show her
 I flaunt it like Noah
 I strut backside like a Boa
 Constrictor when I dicked her down
 Game feel just like a circus clown when I work this
 Jack of all trades
 Master to few
 Test these test these 1, 2
 Gettin down with my nigga AM to the G in the PM
 Hookers wanna see him
 Big cat callin
 Superfat ballin
 Indeed
 Give us what we need
 When I'm on speed

 Chorus 4x

 Faster then the concord
 On board
 Call me the pilot
 Baby better let me know shes excited
 In the testerosa
 Sipppin memosas
 Girls want me to sign posters
 International with the steelo
 Got hookers from Cancoun to Reo
 Fire (?ignite it?)
 But we don't even try it
 You can't but it
 Got freaks have to hide it
 Hit the weed up
 Then turn the speed up
 The booty from the backs the only way I eat up
 Quicker than Jackie Chan
 I search off the Goochi like a rubber band
 You want to be more than the average man
 But the hoe needs more a job in a man
 And a retirement plan
 So baby don't cry the blues
 Cause I know a gang of hoes in your shoes

 Chorus 4x
 La da la da da da ('till fade