Lootpack - 20 Questions Lyrics
Ey quasimoto, man! (quasimoto)Get off my back with the 20 questions, manThere go madlib the bad kid right over there from the lootpack (yes)Right over there, man, ask him, man, ask himWhere are yall from?We from the west o-x to be exactLyric arrest your pack with flows to drop your order formatBut what yall on?Even though we flex until the exitOn living daily, but that soundpiece always be some next shitAre yall original?We stay original while your subliminal lines and minimal perceptionPoetical enemas for your sectionI bet yall money hungryWe dig in crates to get them papesWhat, wordWe droppin beats to clock ends meetNow not only for the moneyWere not only for them ends because if I wasnt gettin paidId still be dropping beats until my graveSo who you down with?Im down with the wild child, dj romes, ono and gods giftOh, yeahKazi, declaime, medaphoar, shock got the spliff (shock)Dj twist, can kick, peace to roc c., yeahNikko, where my nigga laliLike when Im rushin loops with e-swift (yeah)Going out of town with the liks, end up in a-tL-double-o-t-p-a-c-k, represent how I live every day 805L-double-o-t-p-a-c-k, represent how I live every day 805
