Lyrics:
Exactly what I do the world calls me Q
But my letter don't work unless
It's followed by a "U"
You, will never find love in the club
No, neither will I too
getting lit, that's my shit aye
Taking sips of some Bomb Bey
Take it mixed with some OJ
Walk up in the club it's Friday night it's been a long day
Yeah
the boot's
Jump, deep in that rump, and then I got a flat bitch
You should've known how a real nigga act
That's, why I be, about my P's and Q's
'cause
We living through your dreams
Death before dishonor, cut by katana
Play while I lay, bathhouse Tijuana
Getting fucked by Lana, hoes in the sauna
Like
slappin, folks are smokin dope
And doin my thing, I'm on the muthafuckin East coast
From Brooklawn to Q.B. they know me
Up in Harlem World they say Snoop
slim
I ain't young
But I'm thug by the mug
And I shot up a club, I'm still shooting my shot just because
Captured the flag
Let's call it a Dub
I'm
and bacardi
And molly by carti
Uh
Roll one
Fuck it make it two
Everyone gone die one day
I got nothing to lose
Stay up on my p's and q's and hustle till the day
MC come after you
You be running like I herd a carrel at Murdell Avenue
There we yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club
MC come after you
You be running like I herd a carrel at Murdell Avenue
There we yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club
Club, Ice Cube, Master P
And since I'm movin' my yay, know I got UGK
Ridin' dirty lookin' for that high life pimp what more can I say?
I'm just
and get fucked and don't remember from buzzin'
That's why you don't see me, I ain't at the club
I'm chillin' with my homies in the city of Hub
Because
a nasty pic
So I can see right where it is
And I promise I won't show my friends (yeah right)
She replied, well OK B-T-W by the way
S-M-H it's such a shame
Let's go
I go by "Weezy, the Don"
Magnificent nigga, lot of ice around my neck, and freezin' the arm
And if a nigga decide to test, their chest get
the boot's
Jump, deep in that rump, and then I got a flat bitch
You should've known how a real nigga act
That's, why I be, about my P's and Q's
'cause
change
When a man get some money
I stay payin dues
On my P's and Q's
And regardless to what they say
I'm leavin suckas confused
Now let me recollect
Take
a storm, House Music, dorms all day
On like three pills, yeah we like real real turnt up
Burnt up the club on some preview shit of my future
Practiced every
ice be shining in the dark, that’s it
She in da the club going crazy when I park the whip
Walkin bout what I’m talkin bout
Real nigga by all accounts
When they ask me where I wanna be.
"In the club spinnin' wax no q-tip"
If you ask me - yes I'm on a spree
Making money cutting grass for the flagship
Got
Polo fucking on they main bitch
You ain got no steel lil nigga you is stainless
Been inside the club ain't 21 I make it rain bitch
They say the hero
>That shit's been crazy
Shit's been frucking crazy, I tell ya
(Chorus - Ali & Murphy Lee)
Maaaaaan, this is the life, club packed, I'm lovin that
the front and grip, when they heard that
The crew from the L.Q. stepped to the Club Mars
Shook the Beast' and soon to be dubbed stars
Starring roles
the boot's
Jump, deep in that rump, and then I got a flat bitch
You should've known how a real nigga act
That's, why I be, about my P's and Q's
'cause
stayed on the raps 'til we made it on the map
By then, No I was my main guy
He and I was like Chi-town's Gang Starr
We had came far together, with a long
when you drown, your ass sink quicker if you fight it
Talkin' 'bout you used to rob niggaz with pump shotties
I know you a club music nigga but you
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