Dj Quik - Come 2nyte Lyrics
[DJ Quik]Alright lookTurn them cell phones off, turn that camera offAs a matter of fact nigga, turn your memory offI don't want nobody knowin what just went on hereLook...Now we don't want nothing but the H-O-E-SBlack Tone, Crawf Dog and me lessAll the niggas that came to see anything lessThan a stripper in a NBZ, yesI'ma pass on the bud cus I'm off the ShowpinRan outta rubbers still tryin to go up inEase up a store run, I'ma throw a tenBut I aint trynna pink panty no more ginGetting sculled goin out to Playa Hamms, ouch?? and Alonzo layin on the couchPassed out, sippin on the Mickeys big mouthWith Big Jam baggin on the whole damn housePenthouse Playin, nigga, who's the Clique?Hoes like you and her and you to pickShabby Bleu, Pimpin Karl you'z the shitNiggas *****in hairlines aint moved a bitFly in here like flag (Yup)Jealous mutha*****as wanna call me a fag (No)Shall I skeet my copy to yo woman in a latex bag?Got her washin out her panties in my Maytag (Punk)Nigga stay madBeer in the Volvo (Yeah)I flag em down; gotta show my new logoHe said he love it; now we off to where the hoes goCus aint nuttin like some *****in on a soloNow what you hoes know?[Chorus: Truth Hurts]Come 2nyte, we'll do the most wanted thingsWe'll party like there's no end to the parties we beginAnd if you shook off Tonite, you don't repeat what you seeDo it like, it's the last time then we back at it next week[DJ Quik]Now KK hooked me with a blind dateGot me on the phone mackin to her all nightThey say they comin out to meet us on the next dayHow come they never look nuttin like what they sound right?But the ***** got ass like a appleA derriette with a glass full of gin and snappleA hairy wet, damn, make a nigga wanna wrastleWhen I went to make a play, wouldn't no hassleThen they tell me AMG is comin out with the rum and the cokeAnd broads in the Range Rover, they aint comin brokeAsian and Italian with the *****in skin toneThat make you wanna bang em with the Vodka Jim BoneIt's been ten years, (Yup) aint much changeNiggas still party hard, haters still get itRemember that sweat suit?You know the gray one with the burgundy trim, nigga I can still fit itAllen Ives on my feetBlack khakis and my fro lookin so neatAnd when I'm chillin with my niggas we so streetYou know the kind of mutha*****as that you wont meetBut you got a choice, either you can kick with the hardcoreOr marks in them shear shirts that be chillin in The SourceWhen the dick is bomb that'll make her call moreNow bang her from the back, nigga make her fall forward[Chorus: Truth Hurts]Come 2nyte, we'll do the most wanted thingsWe'll party like there's no end to the parties we beginAnd if you shook off Tonite, you don't repeat what you seeDo it like, it's the last time then we back at it next week[DJ Quik]Wake up feelin groggy of some nightalBut got a feelin of tuition about tonight y'allI think it's down again cus G-one got a grinAnd tryin to fill me back up with ShowpinNow I'm runnin from Minnie and Jackie with the bluntHow many more days can I really just party or just buntI'm tryin to kick backBut Byze 1 keep callin me to let me know how we gotta get out make it crackBlack Tone, Hi-C, Suga Free and meListen to the same shit and we all agreeThat you gotta party till we platinum***** Osama Bin LadenNigga drink up like we back in 93Compton is the city that I claim, I don't know muchBut I know the CPT just can't be touchedSo tonight I'm gonna party like it'sNineteen ninety bad little hoes keep callin me PrinceWhere the incense?[Chorus: Truth Hurts]Come 2nyte, we'll do the most wanted thingsWe'll party like there's no end to the parties we beginAnd if you shook off Tonite, you don't repeat what you seeDo it like, it's the last time then we back at it next week
