Crime lyrics

[Intro: Quasimoto & Madlib]
(Crime does not pay)
Quasimoto crew, uh-oh
Man who said (Crime) who said (Crime does not pay)

[Verse: Quasimoto, Madlib & Melvin Van Peebles]
Mr. Buddah had a new scheme
Had to clock cheese to achieve the American dream
(Make me some kind of sign so I know it's you)
Popped the masks, then we clock where the stash is at
Supreme Lakim is where the cash is at
Man, he got prostitutes and cocaine dreams
Run about sixteen scenes, you know what I mean, yup
(That's the one)
We gon' go out like soldiers
And drop every Folgers while you're grabbin' the boulders (All hundreds)
Big bills, in a bag over your shoulder (f*ck it)

[Outro: Madlib & Melvin Van Peebles]
Man, why me? sh*t
Why can't I drive the car or somethin'? (Oh well, tough luck) Guess what n*gga
Crime Everything's gonna be cool for you!
Dreams If he's still around! money
Quas', that's money ready and waitin', so um
Make me some kind of sign so I know it's you!
(You get 'em? sh*t)
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