European Vacation JasonMartin & DJ Quik (Ft. AMG)

[Intro: AMG]
We're so official; can we get with you?
Pussy so bomb like a missile (BOOM!)
Last nigga hit you
He was so gone that he still needs a tissue
Is this an issue?
I'm on the block, taking your spot
Niggas been itching to drop
Too many bitches to pop
Money to get
I am the, I am the shit

[Verse 1: DJ Quik]
Up in a shiny Range Rover (ALRIGHT)
With a spinnin' hangover (ALRIGHT)
Last night I had three bad mamis on molly underneath me
I got up and broke this thang open (WOOP, WOOP, WOOP, WOOP)
'Cause they respects a G (THEY DO)
And after that, they erects the D (THEY DO)
She my bat catcher, and I'm tryna pitch
The whole nine innings, I ain't tryna switch
'Cause it's the Eastside, Northside, Westside, homicide
Dancefloors burn like you went and got a perm
My music get you high enough to run from Big Worm
Dancefloors burn like you went and got a perm
But before I give you music you can't use
I'd rather walk in fire but without my shoes, ha
I ain't a punk, I just love perfection
Simon Cowell on the guns, bullets go in one direction, uh
I slap the shit out of a bitch ass nigga
Running your mouth and immediately mad nigga
You wrinkled up, kinda sore
With a cheap suit color of manure…GET ON
I'm on some shit right now
I'm 'bout to stick my dick up in your bitch right now
You come to Compton, you could smoke with DJ Quik right now
I'm on Rosecrans
Headed back from the city to the studio with keys to let the hoes in
But when they mob in, yo, they awfully overdressed
What the hell you do in those pants? (Those pants…THOSE PANTS)
Let the background sing, background sing
While I'm in the background doing background things
Back it up, make it do the back down thing
I'ma touch that middle, make 'em all sizzle, ha
Is that confetti in the ceiling? (Why, yes it is)
Well, make it all fall down on these chil'ren (Let's go)
That's your champagne, that's my blunt (What?)
So we gon' take 'em to the bottom 'til the sun's up