You might me in the Century Club Fresh kicks, fresh cut, full of dubs Box of Altoids for my paranoid actin' foul Stop if you can't be proud
Adult star night, not another bar Inglewood players actin' in the spotlight Me, I'm than invisible set I'm visibly wet, slurrin' and I'm for my pet
I pass to the massa her whip on her, ask her If she sippin' bird, if she not we move past 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, wound in back Of the axe handle blunt force kinda tuggin' And I ain't never been the cat drug in Be real, to keep ya mean muggin'
California clownin', to sundown In the moonlight groovin', off the saloon fight We fandango, the next day Got me feelin' like I hit a train with my Range
Feel free to your mind, let your brain go the tango, do the fandango Triple step, right left, you let your dame go Spin 'til 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 around you get a hangover
me climb out the whip with the bird on my hip She wanna set it off in the club, trip 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 the flavor 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, She's on the 'cause of my homey, Quik man And she hits the mall but you don't understand Yeah, I seen it before but now gettin' out of hand
Mommy's for more and she's posin' for the cam Little got the dance floor slammed No tango, fandango flock to us like heads to Kangols, c'mon
Feel free to lose your mind, let your 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 brain grow Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, you let your man go Spin 'til you get a hangover
I'm a master in disguise, movin' swiftly to the faster than me, then I recognize That I really got nuttin' to hide But the skinny girl second, fat girls first
And Compton is on my mind I remember when we to get scared when they got behind us One-time they been tryin' to find us But they got the wrong niggaz, never us
My tongue tumbles I'm bumblebee stung Rip out the stinger, you talkin' shit I whip out the ringer How many times does it to end right before 12:00 a.m? Why you a Slim Jim?
I gets down on the mic like I down on a bike rash, skin peelin' tonight The club ain't crackin' 'til 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 the tango, do the fandango Triple step, left, then you let your dame go Spin around you get a hangover
your doo rag off, let your brain grow Fuck the tango, do the Triple step, right left, you let your man go Spin 'til you get a hangover