You might me in the Century Club Fresh kicks, fresh cut, full of dubs Box of Altoids for my paranoid niggaz actin' Stop smokin' if you can't be
Adult star night, not bar fight Inglewood players actin' in the spotlight Me, I'm righter than set I'm visibly wet, slurrin' and I'm for my pet
I to the massa with her whip on her, ask her If she wit'cha bird, if she not we move past her And I ain't hatin', I'm just ya ass, girl Is that the collagen shot, is that what'cha momma
I'm so rugged, bullet wound in Of the axe handle blunt force kinda tuggin' And I ain't been what the cat drug in Be real, to keep ya mean muggin'
clownin', bounce to sundown In the groovin', trippin' off the saloon fight We fandango, the next day Got me feelin' I hit a train with my Range Rover
Feel free to lose your mind, let your go the tango, do the fandango Triple step, right left, then you let dame go Spin around 'til you get a
Take your doo rag off, let your brain the tango, do the fandango Triple step, left, then you let your man go around 'til you get a hangover
Watch me out the whip with the bird on my hip She wanna set it off in the club, don't We crack a and all my fam take a sip Any wanna pop at the lip, we come equipped
We get the paper and the savor the But forget about the haters who constantly imitate us Homey, we creators and players and sayers For layers of words, let me say it in terms you can understand
So clearly, you feelin', me, on the floor 'cause of my homey, Quik man And she hits the mall but you really understand Yeah, I it before but now it's gettin' out of hand
Mommy's diggin' for more and posin' for the cam Little beef got the floor slammed No tango, fandango Birds to us like heads to Kangols, c'mon
Feel free to your mind, let your brain go Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, you let your dame go around 'til you get a hangover
Take your doo rag off, let your brain the tango, do the fandango Triple step, right left, then you let man go Spin around you get a hangover
I'm a in disguise, movin' swiftly to the thighs Move than me, then I recognize That I ain't really got to hide But the skinny girl second, fat girls first
And is still on my mind I remember when we used to get scared they got behind us One-time they been tryin' to find us But got the wrong niggaz, never mind us
My tumbles like I'm bumblebee stung Rip out the stinger, you talkin' shit I whip out the ringer How many times does it have to end before 12:00 a.m? Why you packin' a Slim
I gets down on the mic like I rode down on a rash, skin peelin' tonight The club ain't never 'til the haters be gone We to build the eliminator hater light and put it on 'em
Feel free to lose mind, let your brain go the tango, do the fandango Triple step, right left, then you let your go Spin 'til you get a hangover
Take your doo rag off, let brain grow Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, left, then you let your man go Spin 'til you get a hangover