I know you're tired of dumb shit so check this hit
I see the neck-breaking, butt-shaking freaks of this year
Yeah, so peep the speed, I love how it go
Your neck turning cos your head already know
So pass that ---- and watch Quas dip fast
And have honeys back in the jeep catching whiplash
Backs so fat, how do ya'll don't smile?
Take my dick to the motel, do things that make you raise your eyebrows
I'm coming soon, ya'll about to get ----
So hit that poon or protect your d---
Eject, wrong, I'm still stabbing with my prong
Blowing up lots, you'd be thinking he was sitting on a nail bomb
Stay on and keep rocking please
I feel sorry for the blind men that ain't seeing these
Acting, we roll with bad tens or basics
After I'm down I pass it off to the next face
She has her head turned cos she knows her backs is fat
Shake it up like this and a little like that
She got your head turning cos her face ain't wack
But move on like this and then like that
She got your head turning but she look like a snack
Now it's on like this and then like that
She got your head turning cos her backs is fat
Shake it up like this and then like that
Them backs pack energy like nuclear reactors
My name is Lord Quas and this be the broad factor
After, please don't choose me I'll take a coke
(Look) the girl here over there [?]
No jokes, I see tan lines and start aiming mines
That girls so fine, a hundred dumb niggas in line
Bump into my old ex-girl, now we blending
And I'll [?], don't say jack, now I'm quiet like a ninja
I enter, freaks, so you should expect
(what?)
To practice yoga so we can get other postions set
We got sexed up, guess what? I'm the one that gon' hit it
You won't neglect it, my jim be employing paramedics
I get it, yeah and it'll stay that way
I know you'll be back, I got some dimes on layaway
And I'll be here freaking fly honeys that make you sway
Do me a favor
(what's that?), tell your girl I ain't as gay [?]
Writer(s): Otis Jackson Jr
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