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Yo, a day in the life of a playa named Quick
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)

And now I'm out of the tub I'm feelin fancy free
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, to whom 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*

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We out (what about peace?) Fuck peace nigga,
Yo, a day in the life of a playa named Quick   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)       And now I'm out of the tub I'm feelin fancy free    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, to whom 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,