Fast Quarter

Lyrics

[Intro: E-40] That fast quarter We'd do anything for that fast quarter OOOUH! [Chorus: E-40] I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Got the digital scale, a soup pot and some yayo A box of sandwich bags and a pocket full of scrill Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) OOOUH! [Verse 1: E-40] Pushed in the game at a young age, feel me, touch me as I turn the page Nigga snotty nose from the mud, with a lot of rage Watched in the cage like a animal, a prisoner in the slums With the needles with hepatitis, hookers, thieves and bums Used to live lavish 'til they got on that there tragic magic, bad habits Livin' under a bridge, pushin' a grocery basket (Sadness) I didn't wanna be like them, so I came up with a plan Can't swim but I'm not sinkin', keepin' my head above quicksand Went and hollered at my man, he put me up in the mix Fronted me some tree, said "This safer than servin' bricks" But the tree wasn't moving fast enough for me (So what you do?) So I took my profit and bought me a zabba dee (Some yola?) Milligrams I had to measure, it's lookin' a whole lot better Startin' to have my cheddar, no more bill collectors Callin' my mama about her Honda, paid for (Paid for) No more sleepin' on the floor and borrowing electricity from next door BIATCH! [Chorus: E-40] I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Got the digital scale, a soup pot and some yayo A box of sandwich bags and a pocket full of scrill Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) [Verse 2: Yukmouth] It's Yuk, nigga, look Third down, five seconds, last quarter Hut, twenty-five yards left, I need the fast quarter (Let's go) They blitzin' with my linebacker, hand the cash over Touchdown, I hit 'em with the shuffle pass, soldier Quarterbacking for them Eagles like Mike Vick In Philly runnin' plays with the Eagles like Mike Vick Day and night shift, on the grind with them white bricks Call me Terry Crews how I move with them white chicks (White girls) Ha! Catch me up and down the Interstate Dealer wake me and that money got a dinner date The landlord move units, never renovate They 22 but in out of state I'm gettin' 28 Ha! I got a whole thang groovin' Pot full a grease, I got the quarter thang oozin' Where my track stars? It's a cocaine movement Rap game lame, but the dope game boomin' [Chorus: E-40] I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Got the digital scale, a soup pot and some yayo A box of sandwich bags and a pocket full of scrill Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) [Verse 3: C-Bo] Ay, ay, been a baller, been a cooker, been a D-boy On the corner pitchin' nickels, quarters to a ki, boy I need that fast money, fast back, fast lane I fuck a slow nickel, I need that fast change In the kitchen with the chickens tryin' to get the overs Then I got the new '11 Caddy, tryna get the Rover Got the egg money, white to the yola Everyday money, fight for a soldier With the Cal, don't creep like I told ya Real Northern Cali banger nigga I fold ya Ask Ward about me, I get in a nigga ass .44 on the lap, I'll whip on that nigga fast I'm addicted to paper, so I stay on the caper I take that white girl out, then I duct tape her If you ain't had a bird, you ain't on my level And never seen a bird step with the metro [Chorus: E-40] I was bit by the hustlin' bug, soda and yola Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Got the digital scale, a soup pot and some yayo A box of sandwich bags and a pocket full of scrill Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter) Fuck a slow nickel, I want the fast quarter (I want the fast quarter)