You might find me in the Club kicks, fresh cut, pocket full of dubs Box of Altoids for my niggaz actin' foul Stop if you can't be proud
star night, not another bar fight Inglewood actin' right in the spotlight Me, I'm righter than set I'm wet, slurrin' 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 hatin', I'm just diggin' ya ass, girl Is that the collagen shot, is that momma got?
I'm so rugged, bullet wound in Of the axe handle blunt force trauma kinda And I never been what the cat drug in Be real, Quik's to keep ya muggin'
California clownin', 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 to lose your 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 your brain the tango, do the fandango Triple step, right left, then you let man go around 'til you get a hangover
Watch me climb out the whip with the on my hip She wanna set it off in the club, don't We crack a and all my fam take a sip Any haters pop at the lip, we come equipped
We get the paper and the the flavor But never forget about the haters who imitate us Homey, we creators and players and sayers For layers of words, let me say it in terms that you can
So clearly, you feelin', me, She's on the floor of my homey, Quik man And she hits the but you don't really understand Yeah, I seen it but now it's gettin' out of hand
Mommy's diggin' for more and posin' for the cam Little beef got the dance floor No tango, fandango Birds to us like heads to Kangols, c'mon
Feel free to lose your mind, let brain go Fuck the tango, do the step, right left, then you let your dame go Spin around 'til you get a
Take your doo rag off, let brain grow the tango, do the fandango Triple step, left, then you let your man go Spin around 'til you get a
I'm a in disguise, movin' swiftly to the thighs Move than me, then I recognize That I ain't really got nuttin' to 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 sayin' they been tryin' to find us But they got the wrong niggaz, mind us
My tongue tumbles like I'm bumblebee 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 a Slim Jim?
I gets down on the mic I rode down on a bike Road rash, peelin' tonight The club ain't never crackin' the haters be gone We need to build the eliminator hater and put it on 'em
Feel to lose your mind, let your brain go the tango, do the fandango Triple step, right left, you let your dame go Spin around you get a hangover
Take doo rag off, let your brain grow the tango, do the fandango Triple step, right left, you let your man go Spin 'til you get a hangover