You find me in the Century Club Fresh kicks, fresh cut, pocket full of Box of Altoids for my paranoid niggaz actin' smokin' if you can't be proud
Adult night, not another bar fight Inglewood actin' right in the spotlight Me, I'm righter invisible set I'm visibly wet, and I'm lookin' for my pet
I pass to the massa her whip on her, ask her If she sippin' wit'cha bird, if she not we move her And I ain't hatin', I'm just diggin' ya ass, Is that the shot, is that what'cha momma got?
I'm so rugged, bullet in back Of the axe handle blunt force trauma kinda And I never been what the cat drug in Be real, to keep ya mean muggin'
clownin', bounce to sundown In the moonlight groovin', off the saloon fight We fandango, the day hangover Got me feelin' like I hit a train with my Range
Feel free to lose mind, let your brain go Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, then you let your go Spin around you get a hangover
your doo rag off, let your brain grow Fuck the tango, do the step, right left, then you let your man go Spin around 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 bottle and all my fam 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 and rhyme sayers For layers of words, let me say it in terms you can understand
So clearly, you feelin', me, She's on the floor of my homey, Quik man And she hits the mall but you don't really Yeah, I seen it before but now it's gettin' out of
Mommy's diggin' for and she's posin' for the cam Little beef got the dance slammed No tango, straight Birds flock to us heads to Kangols, c'mon
Feel free to lose mind, let your brain go Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, then you let dame go Spin around 'til you get a
Take your doo rag off, let your brain Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, left, then you let your man go around 'til you get a hangover
I'm a master in disguise, movin' swiftly to the faster than me, then I recognize That I ain't really got to hide But the bratwurst skinny girl second, fat girls
And is still on my mind I remember when we used to get when they got behind us One-time sayin' they been to find us But they got the niggaz, never mind us
My tongue tumbles like I'm bumblebee Rip out the stinger, you keep talkin' shit I whip out the How many times does it have to end before 12:00 a.m? Why you a Slim Jim?
I gets on the mic like I rode down on a bike Road rash, skin tonight The club ain't never crackin' the haters be gone We need to build the eliminator light and put it on 'em
Feel to lose your mind, let your brain go Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, left, then you let your dame go Spin around 'til you get a
Take your doo rag off, let brain grow Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, then you let man go Spin around 'til you get a