Lyrics:

Here we go
Yo a day in the life of a player named Quik
Im just a stubborn kind of fellow with a head like a brick
And just because I drink the 8 they say that Im hopeless
But I dont give a fuck so blame it on the loc est
Now this is how we do it when we checkin a grip
Teddy Bears in the house so dont even trip
Were bustin funky compositions as smooth as a prism
So check it while I kick it to this funky ass rhythm
Its 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 dont bust wack *brrrrrring*
I pick up the phone and its the D (whassup nigga?)
He said hes comin down at about two on the dot
So Im about to rush the tub while my waters still hot
And now Im soakin, a brother like the devestatin DJ Quik aint jokin
Fuck with me on DSP and youll get broken
My name is Quik, but you can call me Daddy
Yo open up the door, they think Im Freak Man in a Caddy
Now Freakys in an El doggin shabbies in at Alco
And everybodys 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 dont wanna start early, so I just might
put my forty in the freezer cause I wanna get bent *tonite*
Tonights the nite (yeah) *tonite*
Tonight is the nite *tonite*
Tonights the nite (yo when we gon get bent) *tonite*
Tonight is the nite (aww yeah)
And now Im 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 its a medium, fit me proper cause Im nice and slim
Five thirty on the clock an