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lirik lagu i wanna see – dj quik

[-scratched- “do you wanna see?”]

[intro: dj quik + hi-c]
yes, trademark on that -ss
and it’s the h-i-dash
yeah, mister dj quik
check this out—ay n-gga, what you got on my cd, n-gga?
you better quit listening to your woman’s and go buy your own, fool
check this out

[verse 1]
[dj quik]
it’s like a 1, 2, 3, 3, to 2, 1
hi-c and dj quik have just begun
cruisin’ the w slash just for fun
and when my homies come with the straps, you best run
trippin’, now you’re f-ckin’ with a m-ssive team
mister hi-c fills your throat with cream
so put on your vest, punk, let’s put it to rest
let this booger rat see how we can nut on her chest

[hi-c]
yeah, yo quik, i hit a b-tch that was fine as f-ck
i really wanna see if she was giving it up
i got at homegirl like, “what’s up with that -ss?”
two days later, she let me smash
i start rippin’ it out, got to d-ckin’ it out
i remember her face but couldn’t figure it out
later on we stroll to my mama crib
come to find out that b-tch was my relative

[dj quik]
now see, that’s the kinda sh-t that you’re up against
f-ckin’ with them b-tches that ain’t got good sense
now i don’t mean to diss your distant blood, but then
the hooker shoulda known she was your next of kin
now of them type of b-tches, see, i likes to get rid
because getting set up by a b-tch is my biggest fear
so meet me on my couch and i’ll give you the real
that all i got for you, baby, is a d-ck and a heave

[hi-c]
yeah, you gotta f-ck ‘em, feed ‘em, and forget about ‘em
and if my girl ask, i don’t know sh-t about ‘em
you don’t want me, you just want my wealth
how the f-ck you love me and you don’t love yourself?
i don’t know carazy, don’t know karate
but i’ll put a bullet hole inside your versace
watch me, i’m not the one to trust
come and suck up on these nuts like a sl-t

[verse 2]
[dj quik]
now i’m, puffin’ on a newport, lookin’ for a new sport
slam dunkin’ in your p-ssy, i got the home court
advantage, you can’t manage to insert the damage
so wrap your p-ssy in a bandage
come on, b-tch, you better tell me somethin’
before i pour this boone’s farm in your belly b-tton
and uh, i can’t f-ck you if your p-ssy’s stinky
but if it’s clean, uh oh, look out (there’s mister winky!)
making love is like ecstasy

[hi-c]
especially when you serve with the h-i-c
don’t mess with me, i’ma do you right
when i hit that thigh, it’s like exercise
now 1 and 2, come on, work it out now
3 and 4, put this in your mouth
n-ggas can’t f-ck with the style, you don’t hear me
have your mama and your daddy screaming, “oh, really!”

[dj quik]
now p-ssy ain’t nothin’ but meat on a bone
you f-ck it and you suck and you leave it alone
now tell me how many b-tches think that you can fade me
when my d-ck is getting sampled more than a breakbeat
i’m a h-rny type of fellow; i’ll f-ck you, brown or yellow
move your cellulite -ss, make it shake like jell-o
‘cause some of you b-tches need to exercise
with the stretchmark train tracks running down your thighs

[hi-c]
falling back on that -ss with no hesitation
sh-t feels good like ej-cul-tion
bet they can’t wait for the penetration
but if she talk sh-t, i get to m-st-rbatin’
i give it to ya high, i give it to ya low
some n-ggas f-ck fast while (i go slow)
hi-c and dj quik, ya playa hatin’ m-th-f-ckas can’t f-ck with this

[hi-c]
i had two bomb b-tches jumpin’ in my bed
one fell down and start giving me head
i called my n-gga and the homie said
“don’t f-ck with them b-tches, you’ll end up dead”
when it comes to s-x i keep it clean
when it comes to p-ssy, i’m a fiend
ain’t giving up sh-t but ding-a-ling
and if the b-tch get hungry, hit burger king

[dj quik]
i heard you sip d-ck like a coffee cup
so dribble on my gobble and make it stand up
but in 19-90…if you’s a stranger
l!ck up on this rubber ‘cause i don’t like danger
and when i f-ck you in my back seat
i’m running laps around your p-ssy like a track meet
‘cause i’m the dj q-u-i-k and i wanna bone ya
crawf, ask this b-tch (do you wanna…?)

[chorus]
(“do you wanna see?) i wanna see what you got for me
(“do you wanna see?) i heard you do it so right
(“do you wanna see?) i wanna see what you got for me
(“do you wanna see?) i heard you do it so right
(“do you wanna see?) i wanna see what you got for me
(“do you wanna see?) i heard you do it so right
(“do you wanna see?) i wanna see what you got for me
(“do you wanna see?) i heard you do it so right

(“i’m gonna do it”) hi-c’s in the house
(so right, so right, so right, so right)
(so right, so right, so right, so right)
(so right, so right, so right, so right)
(sho you right…yeah, sho you right)
(so right…)

- dj quik

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