Down, Down, Down Lyrics - Singles - Dj Quik

Had to get it out, yeah, c'mon 

My name is Quik an' I be movin' fast like a race car 

But I'm top seed, number 1, like the pace car 

Whether you up on me or you chillin' way far 

You can tell almost immediately that I'm aced off 

So listen, muthafucka, why you comin' off hard? 

My objective is to catch you off guard 

Get covert an' infiltrate yo' clique 

Crack yo' shit an' mack yo' bitch 

Now, tell me could you conceive 

A nigga all up in her beaver givin' her the love fever 

For hours at a time before I take a breather 

An' when she tell me she loves me, I don't believe her 

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'Cause I rock in stereo or mono, hot like gonorrhea 

Burnin' everytime you take a pee uh 

So when you see a nigga out with his girl 

Then, baby, play like you don't know me an' we'll keep in a twirl 

Because I go deeper than the deep blue seas 

Baby, do you really wanna play the flute on me? 

I'll give you a sack an' take it back an' you'll die to get it 

Little punk 'cause I'm fly with it 

When we come up we gettin' down, down, down 

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound 

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round 

DJ Quik an' AMG with a brand new sound 

When we come up we gettin' down, down, down 

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound 

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round 

DJ Quik an' AMG with a brand new sound 

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I told her don't chase it but you can place it 

In between your jaws to taste it or leave it in the basement 

I be the riddler that's too familiar 

Get in the middle of ya an' then I diddle ya 

Dick ya down 'til it tickles, smack the booty with no pimples 

caress ya back then rub ya nipples 

Baby, I'm a crack fiend, get the KY 

An' if I'm at a gigolo, baby, say,? Hi? 

Fly like a eagle in a Range Rover or a Regal 

Lookin' for the party people 

An' when I catch ya baby girl you should feel lucky 

We can make love but don't forget to fuck me 

'Cause you got more bounce than Roger Troutman 

I don't know when it's in or out an' 

Soak me, baby, give me that good thang 

Ain't nothin' wrong with a coochie bang 

'Cause Suga Free, Mausberg, Quik an' the AM 

Definitely knows how to play 'em 

'Cause we went from demos to Limos to luxuriousies 

To models from Milan on they knees 

When we come up we gettin' down, down, down 

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound 

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round 

AMG an' Mausberg with a brand new sound 

When we come up we gettin' down, down, down 

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound 

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round 

AMG an' Mausberg with a brand new sound 

Oh, you didn't know that I'm the bomb, baby? 

Well take a toke of this D I an' you gon' be feelin' flizie 

'Cause I be's Mausberg, the superior 

Steppin' through the club, pound, pound, so ya fearin' us 

But don't trip we keep the vibe right 

Baby, buy me some Remy an' if yo' baby daddy trippin' 

Tell him beep me 'cause I be's Black an' Tone 

An' swift up on my toes, G'd up in alligate's an' steel toes 

Can I get a pound pound? Pound, pound 

If Free the flyest who am I? You the realest 

Look into my eyes an' tell me what do you see? 

Oh, you jockin' my entourage DJ Quik an' AMG 

Well, get yo' groove on 'cause I ain't hatin' on the homies 

When that 9 5th drop you an' yo' sister gon' be on me 

All I wanna do is slide up in an' slide back out 

Slap you in yo' face an' stick it dead in yo' mouth 

You think I'm bullshittin'? Well, meet me after my show 

Bring yo' lips to that all white stretch Limo 

So we can ride, slide, dip an' glide, booyah 

An' do our thang 'cause my whole clique fly 

When we come up we gettin' down, down, down 

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound 

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round 

Mausberg an' Suga Free with a brand new sound 

When we come up we gettin' down, down, down 

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound 

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round 

Mausberg an' Suga Free with a brand new sound 

It feel good don't it? It ain't no good if it ain't good enough 

To put the proper good on it 

Peep how I struck up bitch jump in the air 

Stay there until I tell you come down 

An' when you do, you shut the fuck up 

She'll sell a nice dream, but bitch you'll have better luck 

Tryin' to find 2 Pac than me buyin' you somethin' 

Off the ice cream truck, Oxygen, you leave 'lone, leave me 'lone 

Before I lock you in that little bitty box again 

Don't let up y'all just keep her soakin' wet up 

Playa, playa an' tell her when she need to shut up 

Don't lighten up, naw, nigga 

You better, you better tighten up 

Throw ya head back, back, back, back, lean it to the side 

Hey playas, tell 'em that we fly, catastrophe 

Bitch, rather slide down a slide of razor blades 

Into a pool of pimp piss, but this hoe had the audacity 

To ask me for a dollar even though that's all I had left 

These greedy lyin' ass hoes'll fifty cents yo' ass to death 

When we come up we gettin' down, down, down 

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound 

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round 

An' we come to hit the world with a brand new sound 

When we come up we gettin' down, down, down 

Step in the club, they give us pound, pound, pound 

Lookin' for somethin' that be nice brown an' round 

An' we come to hit the world with a brand new sound