GVO - Q.T.M.C. (feat. Billy Shakes & Jon Jordan)
All smiles in the studio, babyI know that's right (jeez yo)
Let's get this shit crackin', man
Alright, yep, yep, yep
You ready?
Damn right
Alright, let's get this, baby
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Turn up the volume baby, GVO in the zone
It's John Stockton and Karl Malone
Set up the pick and roll classic dunk and dish
And I'm Karl Malone, huh, boy you wish
You know we on the way, modern day Kid 'N' Play
We vibe everyday, smokin jays, gettin' paid
Gettin' laid, got our honies, you know we're making money
Hop on the wave now you stupid ass dummy
Okay, okay, okay, you know the deal
Sit back, roll up and get to ready to chill
My chill on 10, boy, you know this
Ain't no other way to have it in the 906
Or the 586, it's all the same
Put the mitten on the map, we takin over the game
B-Shakes, Jon J are like Em and Dre
Kwali and Mos def, like Jay and Ye
Hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
We a tough act to follow, a hard pill to swallow
Leave me wanting s'more and I ain't talkin no 'mallow
Ohno, Apollo, lapping the rest
You know it's Good Vibes Only, we stay clapping the best
And we claim the Midwest, we got that finesse
Bruno Mars just called to say that he was impressed
I'm on a quest! On a quest? On a quest to make change
Me, and my buddy, taking over the game
All hell broke loose, like Bishop, I got the juice
Cause the juice is forever, and the sauce is overused
I refuse to slow down I'm on a roll
Catch me if you can, on your mark, get set, go!
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
I like the way you move, body rockers? Big boi
Big boys, big voice, big noise, big toys
Big mood, good vibes, that's the shit we give
Ayo, these kids don't know about that life we live
We got music that'll make you wanna go berserk
Why don't you hand me a shovel cause I'm ready for work
Uh, diggin up them holes, Zero
Look better on the screen than a young Robert De Niro
Yo, we fear no obstacle ahead
Making dreams come true, so we ain't gotta go to bed
What you said? I said, we ain't gotta go to bed!
Making dreams come true when I'm writing with my friends
What you saying? I'm saying, we ain't gotta go to bed
Making dreams come true when I'm riding through my ends
What you said? I said, we ain't gotta go to bed
They say that sleep's for the weak, I say that sleep is for the dead
Hey
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
(Marty, go stupid!)
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa (hey)
Whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa whoa
(Stupid enough?)
Written by:
David Bashaw, Jonathan Jordan, Parrish Roberts
Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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