You find me in the Century Club Fresh kicks, fresh cut, full of dubs Box of Altoids for my niggaz actin' foul Stop smokin' if you be proud
Adult star night, not bar fight Inglewood players actin' right in the Me, I'm than invisible set I'm wet, slurrin' and I'm lookin' for my pet
I pass to the massa with her on her, ask her If she sippin' wit'cha bird, if she not we past her And I ain't hatin', I'm diggin' ya ass, girl Is that the collagen shot, is what'cha momma got?
I'm so rugged, bullet in back Of the axe handle blunt force trauma kinda And I ain't never been what the cat in Be real, Quik's to ya mean muggin'
California clownin', bounce to 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 brain go the tango, do the fandango Triple step, right left, then you let dame go Spin around 'til you get a
Take doo rag off, let your brain grow Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, then you let 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, trip We a bottle and all my fam take a sip Any wanna pop at the lip, we come equipped
We get the paper and the the flavor But never forget about the haters who constantly us Homey, we and players and rhyme sayers For layers of words, let me say it in terms that you can
So clearly, you feelin', me, She's on the 'cause of my homey, Quik man And she the mall but you don't really understand Yeah, I seen it before but now gettin' out of hand
Mommy's diggin' for more and she's for the cam Little beef got the floor slammed No tango, fandango flock to us like heads to Kangols, c'mon
Feel free to your mind, let your brain go Fuck the tango, do the step, right left, then you let your dame go Spin around 'til you get a
your doo rag off, let your brain grow Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, you let your man go Spin around you get a hangover
I'm a master in disguise, movin' to the thighs Move faster than me, then I That I ain't got nuttin' to hide But the skinny girl second, fat girls first
And is still on my mind I remember we used to get scared when they got behind us One-time sayin' they been to find us But they got the wrong niggaz, mind us
My tongue tumbles I'm bumblebee stung Rip out the stinger, you keep talkin' shit I out the ringer How times does it have to end right before 12:00 a.m? Why you packin' a Slim
I down on the mic like I rode down on a bike Road rash, peelin' tonight The club ain't never crackin' 'til the be gone We need to build the eliminator light and put it on 'em
Feel free to your mind, let your brain go the tango, do the fandango Triple step, right left, then you let dame go Spin around 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