Dj Quik - Fandango Lyrics

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You might find me in the Century Club

Fresh kicks fresh cut pocket full of dubs

Box of Altoids for my paranoid niggaz actin' foul

Stop smokin' if you can't be proud

Adult star night not another bar fight

Inglewood players actin' right in the spotlight

Me I'm righter than invisible set

I'm visibly wet slurrin' and I'm lookin' for my pet

I pass to the massa with her whip on her ask her

If she sippin' wit'cha bird if she not we move past her

And I ain't hatin' I'm just diggin' ya ass girl

Is that the collagen shot is that what'cha momma got?

I'm so rugged bullet wound in back

Of the axe handle blunt force trauma kinda tuggin'

And I ain't never been what the cat drug in

Be real Quik's to keep ya mean muggin'

California clownin' bounce to sundown

In the moonlight groovin' trippin' off the saloon fight

We fandango the next day hangover

Got me feelin' like I hit a train with my Range Rover

Feel free to lose your mind let your brain go

Fuck the tango do the fandango

Triple step right left then you let your dame go

Spin around 'til you get a hangover

Take your doo rag off let your brain grow

Fuck the tango do the fandango

Triple step right left then you let your man go

Spin around 'til you get a hangover

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Watch me climb out the whip with the bird on my hip

She wanna set it off in the club don't trip

We crack a bottle and all my fam take a sip

Any haters wanna pop at the lip we come equipped

We get the paper and the savor the flavor

But never forget about the haters who constantly imitate us

Homey we creators and players and rhyme sayers

For layers of words let me say it in terms that you can understand

So clearly you feelin' me fam?

She's on the floor 'cause of my homey Quik man

And she hits the mall but you don't really understand

Yeah I seen it before but now it's gettin' out of hand

Mommy's diggin' for more and she's posin' for the cam

Little beef got the dance floor slammed

No tango straight fandango

Birds flock to us like heads to Kangols c'mon

Feel free to lose your mind let your brain go

Fuck the tango do the fandango

Triple step right left then you let your dame go

Spin around 'til you get a hangover

Take your doo rag off let your brain grow

Fuck the tango do the fandango

Triple step right left then you let your man go

Spin around 'til you get a hangover

I'm a master in disguise movin' swiftly to the thighs

Move faster than me then I recognize

That I ain't really got nuttin' to hide

But the bratwurst skinny girl second fat girls first

And Compton is still on my mind

I remember when we used to get scared when they got behind us

One-time sayin' they been tryin' to find us

But they got the wrong niggaz never mind us

My tongue tumbles like I'm bumblebee stung

Rip out the stinger you keep talkin' shit I whip out the ringer

How many times does it have to end right before 12:00 a.m?

Why you packin' a Slim Jim?

I gets down on the mic like I rode down on a bike

Road rash skin peelin' tonight

The club ain't never crackin' 'til the haters be gone

We need to build the eliminator hater light and put it on 'em

Feel free to lose your mind let your brain go

Fuck the tango do the fandango

Triple step right left then you let your dame go

Spin around 'til you get a hangover

Take your doo rag off let your brain grow

Fuck the tango do the fandango

Triple step right left then you let your man go

Spin around 'til you get a hangover

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