I Wanna See lyrics
by DJ Quik
[Intro: DJ Quik + Hi-C]
"Do you—" "Go" "Do you—" "Go"
"Do you—" "Go" "Do you—" "Go" "Do you wanna see?"
Yes, trademark on that ass ("Do you wanna see?")
And it's the H-I-dash
Yeah, Mister DJ Quik ("Do you wanna see?")
Check this out! Ayy, n*gga! What you got on my CD, n*gga?
("Do you wanna see?")
You better quit listening to your woman's and go buy your own, fool
Yeah, cheap ass n*gga
Check this out
[Verse 1: DJ Quik, Hi-C]
It's like a one-two-three
Three-two-one
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*ckin' with a massive team
Mister Hi-C fills your throat with cream (That's right)
So put on your vest, Crawf, let's put it to rest
Let this booger rat see how we can nut on her chest
[Verse 2: Hi-C, DJ Quik]
Yeah, yo Quik, I hit a b*tch that was fine as f*ck (Uh-huh)
I really wanna see if she was giving it up (That's right)
I got at homegirl like, "What's up with that ass?"
Two days later, she let me smash
I start rippin' it out, got to di*kin' 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*tch was my relative
[Verse 3: DJ Quik]
Now see, that's the kinda sh*t that you're up against
f*ckin' with them b*tches 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*tches, see, I likes to get rid
Because getting set up by a b*tch 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 di*k and a heave
[Verse 4: Hi-C, DJ Quik, Both]
Yeah, you gotta f*ck 'em, feed 'em, and forget about 'em (Uh-huh)
And if my girl ask, I don't know sh*t about 'em (That's right)
You don't want me, you just want my wealth
How the f*ck 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 (BLAOW!)
Watch me, I'm not the one to trust
Come and suck up on these nuts like a sl*t
[Chorus: Singer, Hi-C, DJ Quik]
("Do you wanna see?") I wanna see what you got for me
(Hell yeah)
("Do you wanna see?") I heard you do it so right
(So right, so right, so right, so right)
("Do you wanna see?") I wanna see what you got for me
(Hi-C's in the house)
("Do you wanna see?") I heard you do it so right
(Yo, Quik)
[Verse 5: DJ Quik, Hi-C]
Now I'm, puffin' on a Newport, lookin' for a new sport
Slam dunkin' in your pus*y, I got the home court
Advantage, you can't manage to insert the damage
So wrap your pus*y in a bandage
Come on, b*tch, you better tell me somethin'
Before I pour this Boone's Farm in your belly button
And uh, I can't f*ck you if your pus*y's stinky
But if it's clean, uh-oh, look out (There's Mister Winky!)
Making love is like ecstasy
[Verse 6: Hi-C, DJ Quik]
Especially when you swerve with the H-I C (That's right)
Don't mess with me, I'ma do you right
When I hit that thigh, it's like exercise
Now one and two, come on, work it out now
Three and four, put this in your mouth
n*ggas can't f*ck with the style, you don't hear me
Have your mama and your daddy screaming, "Oh, really!"
[Verse 7: DJ Quik]
Now pus*y ain't nothin' but meat on a bone
You f*ck it and you suck and you leave it alone
Now tell me how many b*tches think that you can fade me
When my di*k is getting sampled more than a breakbeat
I'm a horny type of fellow, I'll f*ck you, brown or yellow
Move your cellulite ass, make it shake like Jell-O
'Cause some of you b*tches need to exercise
With the stretch mark train tracks running down your thighs
[Verse 8: Hi-C, DJ Quik]
Falling back on that ass with no hesitation
sh*t feels good like ejaculation
Bet they can't wait for the penetration
But if she talk sh*t, I get to masturbatin'
I give it to you high, I give it to you low
Some n*ggas f*ck fast while (I go slow)
Hi-C and DJ Quik
Ya playa hatin' motherf*ckers can't f*ck with this
[Chorus: Singer, Hi-C, DJ Quik]
("Do you wanna see?") I wanna see what you got for me
(Hell yeah)
("Do you wanna see?") I heard you do it so right
(Yeah, so right, so right, so right, so right)
("Do you wanna see?") I wanna see what you got for me
(Ah, hell yeah)
("Do you wanna see?") I heard you do it so right
(Yeah) (Hi-C) (Check it out) (Check it out)
[Verse 9: Hi-C, DJ Quik, Both]
I had two bomb b*tches jumpin' in my bed (Uh-huh)
One fell down and start giving me head
I called my n*gga and the homie said
"Man, don't f*ck with them b*tches, you'll end up dead"
When it comes to sex I keep it clean (Clean)
When it comes to pus*y, I'm a fiend
Ain't giving up sh*t but ding-a-ling
And if the b*tch get hungry, hit Burger King
[Verse 10: DJ Quik, Hi-C]
I heard you sip di*k 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*ck you in my back seat
I'm running laps around your pus*y like a track meet
'Cause I'm the DJ Q-U-I-K and I wanna bone ya
Crawf, ask this b*tch (Do you wanna?)
[Chorus: Singer, Hi-C, DJ Quik]
("Do you wanna see?") I wanna see what you got for me
(Ah, hell yeah)
("Do you wanna see?") I heard you do it so right
(So right, so right, so right, so right)
("Do you wanna see?") I wanna see what you got for me
(Hell yeah)
("Do you wanna see?") I heard you do it so right
(Break it on down)
("Do you wanna see?") I wanna see what you got for me
(Ah, hell yeah)
("Do you wanna see?") I heard you do it so right
(So right, so right, so right, so right)
("Do you wanna see?") I wanna see what you got for me
(Hell yeah)
("Do you wanna see?") I heard you do it so right
[Outro: Hi-C, DJ Quik]
Yo, 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
Sho' you right...yeah, sho' you right
So right, so right, so right
So right, so right, so right, so right
(So so right) So, so right
(So, so, so right) So, so so right