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by DJ Quik
Lyrics by: DJ Quik
# Debut Chart
13 Jun '91 R&B
49 Aug '91 Hot 100


Here we go Yo, a day in the life of a player named Quik I'm just a stubborn kind of fellow with a head like a brick And just because I drink the 8, they say that I'm hopeless But I don't give a fuck, so blame it on the loc-est Now this is how we do it when we checkin' a grip Teddy Bear's in the house, so don't even trip We're bustin' funky compositions as smooth as a prism So check it while I kick it to this funky ass rhythm It's Friday morning, the phone is ringin' off the hook {brrrrrring} And AMG is puttin' down girl rhymes in his notebook Or should I say dope sack, because we don't bust wack {brrrrrring} I pick up the phone and it's the D (whassup nigga?) He said he's comin' down at about two on the dot So I'm about to rush the tub while my water's still hot And now I'm soakin', a brother like the devestatin' DJ Quik ain't jokin' Fuck with me on DSP and you'll get broken My name is Quik, but you can call me Daddy Yo open up the door, they think I'm Freak Man in a Caddy Now Freaky's in an El doggin' shabbies in at Alco And everybody's sippin' on a quart (here we go) D just came with a forty and a quart In addition to the three that Greedy just brought But I don't wanna start early, so I just might Put my forty in the freezer 'cause I wanna get bent (tonite) Tonight's the nite (yeah) (tonite) Tonight is the nite (tonite) Tonight's the nite (yo when we gon' get bent) (tonite) Tonight is the nite (aww yeah)

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And now I'm out of the tub up in a fancy freak Spray on some serious and put on my Girbaud jeans Sweatsuit, the gray one with the burgundy trim And it's a medium, fit me proper 'cause I'm nice and slim Five thirty on the clock and the sun is steadily sinkin' And I am steadily thinkin' about the 8 that I'll be drinkin' You know I ain't ashamed and you know I ain't bashful So go on and pop the forty so I can pour me a glassful Ham is in the bedroom rollin' up a stencil Fatter than a pinky and the length of a pencil Freakie lit it up and hit it one two three Shabby took a hit and then they pass it to me It's the bomb! Yo I can feel my senses Get numb! Yo fuck the forty ounce I need some rum! I'm chillin' like a villain Here I come! And that's how I'm livin' Tonight is the nite and I'm lookin' real sporty Proper Friday evening and I'm ready to party Crusher came in with a handful of snaps Fuck it, let's shoot some craps (Yo what they in fo') A fin or a half (Yo shoot that ten nigga) Don't make me laugh Hi-C want a dove and he think that shit is funny But I'm seven and eleven and I'm takin' niggaz money (tonite) Tonight's the nite (yeah watch me fuck the hoe) (tonite) Tonight is the nite (passin' naturals on motherfuckers) (tonite) Tonight's the nite (yo, I'm unfadable) (tonite) Tonight is the nite (ahh let's break it down, so I can get funky) (Tonite) Ahh yeah Givin' 'em somethin' they can roll on, hold on Wake up Saturday morning and I got a headache I can't believe that I'm sick from all the shit that I drank (Last nite) Soon as I felt it comin' on I should quit, it's true that a drunk ain't shit To the man up above, the whole thanks I give I'll never drink again if you just let me live Mike P spoke to me and I said I couldn't call it Call it Earl like a mother while I'm grippin' the toilet I need a 7-Up, because my head is spinnin' 'Round and 'round I think I better sit down My homey Shot is alright, but I'm feeling faint I guess he's used to it, but a nigga like Quik ain't K is on the phone, and Teddy's at the door Some fine ass bitches comin' over at four (I thought you ain't drinkin' no more) Yeah right Because as soon as they come, we doin' the same ol' shit (tonite) Tonight's the nite (yeah) (tonite) Tonight is the nite (straight gettin' fucked up, heyyy) (tonite) Tonight's the nite (fuck that pass me that pina colada) (tonite) (Man I don't wanna fade that 8 Ball no mo) Tonight is the nite (that shit be fuckin' a nigga up) (tonite) Tonight's the nite (ahh yeah nothin' but a party and I'm kickin' it) (What's up Pete and Greg) (tonite) Tonight is the nite (how you livin'?) (tonite) Tonight's the nite (hey somebody get that nigga a Genuine Draft) (Yeah) (tonite) Tonight is the nite (and on that motherfuckin' note, I'm outta here) (See-ya) (tonite) (Tonite) (Tonite) (Tonite) (Tonite) (Tonite) (Tonite) (Tonite) (Tonite) (Tonite) (Tonite) We out (what about peace?) Fuck peace nigga, give me another brew


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