[DJ Quik]
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Yes, ha ha, Suga Free and DJ Quik
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[Suga Free]
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Hey babe, I know you're fine but
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ha, open mine up, uhh
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I got some game in the cut
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Yo, open mine up
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Holy mackerdime, I'm tryin to rock wit you both
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I'm at the same damn time, y'all
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Now when you be hatin, you be gigglin to pimps when you be visitin
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Listenin, fiddlin, that nigga's straight with that pimpin
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You don't gotta go home
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No, but you gotta get the hell up outta here
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So holy smokes and gee whiz
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If game recognise game, don't check me, go check the trick
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I know she just had a baby in June, her chest is saggin
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Her na-na had turned to jelly and her stomach looked like a moon
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but see I humped in the front, I humped her in the back
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then I stopped when she got in the middle of her climax, goin....
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[Chorus: DJ Quik]
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If u stay ready
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U ain't got to get, ready
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If u stay ready
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U don't ever ever get someone way out to get ready
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[Suga Free]
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If I could get a dollar for everytime you look at me sideways
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I'd pay the Westside on Friday,
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to beat all player haters, y'all on my way
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Don't trip on me, potna, no uhh uhh
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I'm havin visions of Bloody Mary with AIDS tryin to give some na-na
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You can't dictate mine
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What I look like to you, baby? Besides your feelin is fine
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All natural like a brain, engineered like no other
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Fly for life, still as a mannequin when it comes to my mother
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Capricorn, baby, and I'm stubborn just like you
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So why don't you do me a favour and tell that lie to that fool
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Don't get me twisted, baby, I love you too
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but when that redneck Carlo come with love don't do
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Baby, my money's on the clock (clock), right around the block (block)
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You see me stack big knot (knot), my music's all I got (all I got)
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So I'ma stay ready, so I don't gotta get ready
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Cos I rolls like King Tut runs erected like I'm a deist
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[Chorus]
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[Suga Free]
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She says "Suga Free, you got some money?",
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I said "Yeah, since when?"
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She said "What that mean?",
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I look at her dead between her eyes, I said
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"You ain't gonna get it"
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Wait, now be still for me, why not just make you independent
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and you can wear them cameras down to the
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*click* and get my scrilla for me
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The life and times in the city of Gz
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You live the all-beef patty, special sauce, lettuce, cheese
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5'8, 36-24-36
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aka Yum Yum, full-time hustler, a player's trick
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but I, I spit this game so swell, no, put your clothes back on, baby
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I'm into breakin hearts, promises and fingernails
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That was no lie
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and I put that on the Holy Ghost and four more gods
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You broke my heart and I let you succeed
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cos to a player that's a organ that you really don't need
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Low and behold, what good is havin a heart if it could break and b-b-broke?
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So if u stay ready, what you gonna have to get ready for?
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[Chorus x3]
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[Outro: DJ Quik]
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One time, y'know? God damn
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One time, no-no, say what you do
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Make your money, and what you say
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Holla ya ready, I'm Suga Free
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Get my a money, oh baby oh
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What you wanna do to me?
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God damn, Suga Free, [?] DJ Quik and I stay for life
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Uhh, aight y'all, hahahahah
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Uhh.......
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If U Stay Ready (Remix)
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| Suga Free |
