You might me in the Century Club kicks, fresh cut, pocket full of dubs Box of Altoids for my paranoid niggaz actin' Stop smokin' if you can't be
Adult star night, not another bar Inglewood players actin' right in the Me, I'm righter invisible set I'm visibly wet, and I'm lookin' 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 diggin' ya ass, Is the collagen shot, is that what'cha momma got?
I'm so rugged, bullet wound in Of the axe handle force trauma kinda tuggin' And I ain't never been what the cat in Be real, Quik's to keep ya muggin'
California clownin', to sundown In the moonlight groovin', trippin' off the saloon We fandango, the day hangover Got me feelin' like I hit a with my Range Rover
Feel free to lose your mind, let your go the tango, do the fandango Triple step, left, then you let your dame go Spin around you get a hangover
Take your doo rag off, let brain grow Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, you let your man go Spin 'til you get a hangover
Watch me out the whip with the bird on my hip She set it off in the club, don't trip We crack a and all my fam take a sip Any haters wanna pop at the lip, we equipped
We get the paper and the the flavor But never forget the haters who constantly imitate us Homey, we creators and 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 hits the but you don't really understand Yeah, I seen it before but now it's out of hand
Mommy's diggin' for more and she's for the cam Little beef got the floor slammed No tango, straight Birds to us like heads to Kangols, c'mon
free to lose your mind, let your brain go Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, you let your dame go Spin around you get a hangover
Take your doo rag off, let your brain the tango, do the fandango Triple step, left, then you let your man go Spin around you get a hangover
I'm a master in disguise, movin' swiftly to the Move faster than me, I recognize That I really got nuttin' to hide But the skinny girl second, fat girls first
And Compton is still on my I remember when we used to get scared when they got us sayin' they been tryin' to find us But got the wrong niggaz, never mind us
My tongue tumbles like I'm bumblebee Rip out the stinger, you keep talkin' shit I out the ringer How many times does it to end right before 12:00 a.m? Why you packin' a Slim
I gets down on the mic like I down on a bike Road rash, skin tonight The club ain't never crackin' 'til the haters be We need to build the eliminator light and put it on 'em
Feel free to lose your mind, let brain go Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, then you let dame go around 'til you get a hangover
Take your doo rag off, let brain grow Fuck the tango, do the step, right left, then you let your man go Spin around you get a hangover