nobody lyrics – dj quik

“n*body”
(feat. suga free)

[chorus]
i don’t need n*body, i don’t want n*body
i don’t care about n*body, that don’t care about me
i don’t need n*body, i don’t want n*body
i don’t care about n*body, i just care about me

[suga free]
ay pimpin, this for that trick mayne
yeah, the one that laughed at me when i
told ’em god was sendin me a boat, but then he cried when dj quik came
a day in the life of a playa name free
when john mayer told the world he didn’t care for me
but look at obama in the office for the get back, mayne
i believe in takin, go to school and get that game
dark brown cognac to the head
you cain’t tell me sh*t, n*gg* michael jackson dead (ooh girl!)
i only shed my tears when i’m listenin to “off the wall”
that medicine didn’t kill ’em — y’all did (ooooh girl!)
’cause y’all talked about ’em like a dog!
no, i ain’t pickin up no girl for no security, jack
didn’t paris hilton finally get her jewelry back?
and tiger woods needs some back-up
boy, don’tchu (ever) apoligize to no prost*tute
now hit the green and tee that up!
but let a mack get ‘er; ‘member that s*x scene on “baby boy”?
i woulda f*cked them hoes just like {?}
now i’ma kiss the ground like a 747 stall
’cause success is the greatest revenge, but it’s gon’ [brake noise]
(it’s gon’ handle what’s right, so {?} certificate
then you better believe in meeeeeee)
yeah, so rack ’em up (rack ’em)
yeah, suga free the p, man
pomona style, man have them n*gg*z crackin up!
so don’t rush me [in faux spanish accent]
i don’t dr-r-ink alcohol, but when i do dr-r-ink i prefer dos equis

[chorus 2: repeat 2x]
i don’t need n*body, i don’t want n*body
i don’t care about n*body, i just care about me

[dj quik]
now my life, is backstage, wristbands, flashlights
then, do the same thing we did last night – jam
i’m retro nickelodeon, i’m still (all that)
i even rock my mane just like mike jack (hooooo!)
addicted to the night life just like crack
but in the black mercedes with the ladies in the back
i like to make you brick, it’s what makes me tick
the way the team decided by just one kick
now do the grand slam, d*mn
take you back so far, i gotchu flyin pan am
i get the club packed tight like canned ham
sealin all your artists, now p*ss your exam
or get down or gon’ get it knit up
i got a quincy jones in my bones, genes split-up
dj quiksta in the center like a pent-up
and i don’t break down – i been up

[chorus 3: repeat 4x]
i don’t need n*body
i don’t want n*body
i don’t care about n*body, that don’t care about me

/ dj quik lyrics