I Wana See (Explicit) - Hi-C/Dj. Quik
Lyrics by：Dj Quik/Hi-C
Composed by：Darryl"D" Funk Fisher/Dj Quik/G.P./Sacc's
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you
Do you wanna see
Yes trademark on that a*s
Do you wanna see
And it's the H-I-dash
Yeah Mister DJ Quik
See
Ay n***a what you got on my CD n***a
You better quit listening to your
Woman's and go buy your own fool
Yeah
Check this out
It's like a 1 2 3 3 to 2 1
Hi-C and DJ Quik have just begun
Cruisin' the W slash just for fun
And when my homies come with the straps you best run
Trippin' now you're f**kin' with a massive team
Mister Hi-C fills your throat with cream
So put on your vest punk let's put it to rest
Let this booger rat see how we can nut on her chest
Yo Quik I hit a b***h that was fine as f**k
I really wanna see if she was giving it up
I got at homegirl like
What's up with that a*s
Two days later she let me smash
I start rippin' it out got to dickin' it out
I remember her face but couldn't figure it out
Later on we stroll to my mama crib
Come to find out that b***h was my relative
Now see that's the kinda s**t that you're up against
Yeah
F**kin' with them b***hes that ain't got good sense
Now I don't mean to diss your distant blood but then
The hooker shoulda known she was your next of kin
Now of them type of b***hes see I likes to get rid
Because getting set up by a b***h is my biggest fear
So meet me on my couch and I'll give you the real
That all I got for you
Baby is a dick and a heave
Yeah you gotta f**k 'em
Feed 'em and forget about 'em
And if my girl ask I don't know s**t about 'em
You don't want me you just want my wealth
How the f**k you love me and you don't love yourself
I don't know carazy don't know karate
But I'll put a bullet hole inside your Versace
Watch me I'm not the one to trust
Come and suck up on these nuts like a slut
Do you wanna see I wanna see what you got for me
Do you wanna see I heard you do it so right
Do you wanna see I wanna see what you got for me
Do you wanna see I heard you do it so right
Now I'm puffin' on a Newport lookin' for a new sport
Slam dunkin' in your p***y I got the home court
Advantage you can't manage to insert the damage
So wrap your p***y in a bandage
Come on b***h you better tell me somethin'
Before I pour this boone's farm in your belly button
And uh I can't f**k you if your pussy's stinky
But if it's clean uh oh look out
There's Mister Winky
Making love is like ecstasy
Especially when you serve with the H-I-C
Don't mess with me I'ma do you right
When I hit that thigh it's like exercise
Now 1 and 2 come on work it out now
3 and 4 put this in your mouth
N***as can't f**k with the style you don't hear me
Have your mama and your daddy screaming oh really
Now p***y ain't nothin' but meat on a bone
You f**k it and you suck and you leave it alone
Now tell me how many b***hes think that you can fade me
When my dick is getting sampled more than a breakbeat
I'm a horny type of fellow
I'll f**k you brown or yellow
Move your cellulite a*s make it shake like Jell-O
'Cause some of you b***hes need to exercise
With the stretchmark train tracks running down your thighs
Falling back on that a*s with no hesitation
S**t feels good like ejaculation
Bet they can't wait for the penetration
But if she talk s**t I get to masturbatin'
I give it to ya high I give it to ya low
Some n***as f**k fast while I go slow
Hi-C and DJ Quik ya playa hatin'
Muthafuckas can't f**k with this
Do you wanna see I wanna see what you got for me
Do you wanna see I heard you do it so right
So right
So right
So right
So right
I wanna see what you got for me
Do you wanna see I heard you do it so right
I see check it out check it out
I had two bomb b***hes jumpin' in my bed
One fell down and start giving me head
I called my n***a and the homie said
Don't f**k with them b***hes you'll end up dead
When it comes to sex I keep it clean
When it comes to p***y I'm a fiend
Ain't giving up s**t but ding-a-ling
And if the b***h get hungry hit Burger King
I heard you sip dick like a coffee cup
So dribble on my gobble and make it stand up
But in 19-90 if you's a stranger
Lick up on this rubber 'cause I don't like danger
And when I f**k you in my back seat
I'm running laps around your p***y like a track meet
'Cause I'm the DJ Q-U-I-K and I wanna bone ya
Crawf ask this b***h
Do you wanna
Do you wanna see I wanna see what you got for me
Do you wanna see I heard you do it so right
So right
So right
So right
So right
I wanna see what you got for me
Do you wanna see I heard you do it so right
Do you wanna see I wanna see what you got for me
Do you wanna see I heard you do it so right
So right
So right
So right
Do you wanna see I wanna see what you got for me
Do you wanna see I heard you do it so right
DJ Quik
I'm gonna do it
Hi-C's in the house
So right so right so right so right
So right so right so right so right
So right so right so right so right
So you right yeah so you right
So right
