Dark City Lights
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π Lyrics
Turn it up!
It's the Quakers
Yeah, Frank Nick
Turn it up!
The boy Nitty is back like bonjour
I learned that on the streets of Paris when on tour
And that's for sure, but we say for sure
My chica kinda wavy and her hips concur
She bend like a curve, I call her the Autobahn
And I automatically feel like she gotta put me on
Like Bonita Applebum did, Ali like a Q-Tip
I ain't saying I run it, but baby if the shoe fit
I'ma wear it and make it last like Geritol
Them other niggas is lame, they got to wear a thong
To really do it and run this just like a track meet
I'm the Roadrunner, you niggas got raps from Acme
Got bag and back beats, cooked up in Bristol
And a nigga rhyme cold like the calm on a pistol
Uh, they shooting like Manu GinΓ³bili
And I'm running things and you cannot control me
It's the boy Nick, call me Mr. Incredible
I like bad bitches smoking blunts on a schedule
Why you think the girls be like, "Nitty, let me do ya?"
'Cause they know they little box'll get waxed like Anuba
Past, present, and future, you can't go wrong
You ain't heard raps like this in so long
Uh, and I'm gone! (Way back)
Turn it up!
Yeah, turn it up!
It's the Quakers
Yeah, Frank Nick
Turn it up!
The boy Nitty is back like bonjour
I learned that on the streets of Paris when on tour
And that's for sure, but we say for sure
My chica kinda wavy and her hips concur
She bend like a curve, I call her the Autobahn
And I automatically feel like she gotta put me on
Like Bonita Applebum did, Ali like a Q-Tip
I ain't saying I run it, but baby if the shoe fit
I'ma wear it and make it last like Geritol
Them other niggas is lame, they got to wear a thong
To really do it and run this just like a track meet
I'm the Roadrunner, you niggas got raps from Acme
Got bag and back beats, cooked up in Bristol
And a nigga rhyme cold like the calm on a pistol
Uh, they shooting like Manu GinΓ³bili
And I'm running things and you cannot control me
It's the boy Nick, call me Mr. Incredible
I like bad bitches smoking blunts on a schedule
Why you think the girls be like, "Nitty, let me do ya?"
'Cause they know they little box'll get waxed like Anuba
Past, present, and future, you can't go wrong
You ain't heard raps like this in so long
Uh, and I'm gone! (Way back)
Turn it up!
Yeah, turn it up!
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.62] Turn it up!
[00:04.24] It's the Quakers
[00:05.58] Yeah, Frank Nick
[00:08.04] Turn it up!
[00:10.48] The boy Nitty is back like bonjour
[00:12.74] I learned that on the streets of Paris when on tour
[00:15.24] And that's for sure, but we say for sure
[00:17.89] My chica kinda wavy and her hips concur
[00:20.39] She bend like a curve, I call her the Autobahn
[00:22.75] And I automatically feel like she gotta put me on
[00:25.24] Like Bonita Applebum did, Ali like a Q-Tip
[00:28.11] I ain't saying I run it, but baby if the shoe fit
[00:31.03] I'ma wear it and make it last like Geritol
[00:33.46] Them other niggas is lame, they got to wear a thong
[00:35.95] To really do it and run this just like a track meet
[00:38.35] I'm the Roadrunner, you niggas got raps from Acme
[00:41.00] Got bag and back beats, cooked up in Bristol
[00:43.26] And a nigga rhyme cold like the calm on a pistol
[00:45.90] Uh, they shooting like Manu GinΓ³bili
[00:48.49] And I'm running things and you cannot control me
[00:51.06] It's the boy Nick, call me Mr. Incredible
[00:53.58] I like bad bitches smoking blunts on a schedule
[00:56.27] Why you think the girls be like, "Nitty, let me do ya?"
[00:58.42] 'Cause they know they little box'll get waxed like Anuba
[01:01.22] Past, present, and future, you can't go wrong
[01:03.47] You ain't heard raps like this in so long
[01:05.76] Uh, and I'm gone! (Way back)
[01:09.35] Turn it up!
[01:13.16] Yeah, turn it up!
[01:17.81]
[00:04.24] It's the Quakers
[00:05.58] Yeah, Frank Nick
[00:08.04] Turn it up!
[00:10.48] The boy Nitty is back like bonjour
[00:12.74] I learned that on the streets of Paris when on tour
[00:15.24] And that's for sure, but we say for sure
[00:17.89] My chica kinda wavy and her hips concur
[00:20.39] She bend like a curve, I call her the Autobahn
[00:22.75] And I automatically feel like she gotta put me on
[00:25.24] Like Bonita Applebum did, Ali like a Q-Tip
[00:28.11] I ain't saying I run it, but baby if the shoe fit
[00:31.03] I'ma wear it and make it last like Geritol
[00:33.46] Them other niggas is lame, they got to wear a thong
[00:35.95] To really do it and run this just like a track meet
[00:38.35] I'm the Roadrunner, you niggas got raps from Acme
[00:41.00] Got bag and back beats, cooked up in Bristol
[00:43.26] And a nigga rhyme cold like the calm on a pistol
[00:45.90] Uh, they shooting like Manu GinΓ³bili
[00:48.49] And I'm running things and you cannot control me
[00:51.06] It's the boy Nick, call me Mr. Incredible
[00:53.58] I like bad bitches smoking blunts on a schedule
[00:56.27] Why you think the girls be like, "Nitty, let me do ya?"
[00:58.42] 'Cause they know they little box'll get waxed like Anuba
[01:01.22] Past, present, and future, you can't go wrong
[01:03.47] You ain't heard raps like this in so long
[01:05.76] Uh, and I'm gone! (Way back)
[01:09.35] Turn it up!
[01:13.16] Yeah, turn it up!
[01:17.81]