Where's the at?
it man, I can't lie I'm drunk as a skunk but I'm nothin' I the game, the gift I spit The of gab boy, the gift is ripped
Deal the skill that makes ya feel it Those who don't wanna feel it need to it Knows that I can giddy go it's time to get On the M I C H R O P H O N E, it's me the 40
With them raggedy as if it was funky A brother like me don't hang around no be faulty, I be puttin' the group up in the boot Be puttin' the up in the pod, left the cookies in the jar
Now I'm a rap star, the I a 40 out of my ball cap Then I bust ya down side of 'Cause ain't never been no punk in this
I'm so brother, I got meals, wheels And about seven dollars worth of bills Givin' up deals, hills let 'em go for a lil' bit or As I showcase my skills for
There's a over here, a party over there a party everywhere, put ya hands up There's a over here, a party over there a party everywhere
There's a party over here, a over there a party everywhere, put ya hands up There's a party over here, a over there a party everywhere
Pullin' up in the about eleven I my feet and hit the beat and kept it revvin' I got a lil' doja that I'm to break down Roll 'em up in a zag, 'em stick 'em and clown
I'm dig with a dick, my game is on hit I got so I tip 'cause I'm livin' with this Game tight with the knack, I'm pullin' in They better have a grip on they stuff 'Cause I'm 'bout to snatch your
If she wants it she'll be in the cutlass Puffin' on some of chronic while I'm gettin' penny laced, heard about the drought season They be for a reason It's like thanksgiving without the
Extra mannish, how I'm livin' and my name is groupie It's Mr. givin' up game to all you hoochies Bitches always splittin' stick the wood but wouldn't and grabbin' my little pecker Talkin' about sick on my better Talkin' sick on my gold better
I remember when was Barbie cut before I was in junior high All wanted to do is kiss and let me play with they vagina I got my freshen up, I put on my chucks, also down pluck The finest watch on the playground, the one with the big ass
40, I love you, I you, I need you And to who Bitch, come anew, bitch, anew
There's a party over here, a party over a party everywhere, put ya hands up There's a party over here, a party over There's a everywhere
There's a party here, a party over there There's a everywhere, put ya hands up There's a party here, a party over there There's a everywhere
'Cause we like thugs, get juiced in the parking lot we go up in the clubs, hugs and kisses Gotta make we got our gloves, hugs and kisses E-40 be on anymore, hugs and kisses
Straight to the bar ,no to waste Kickin' 'em back while they take the Order me a of that liquor to taste
Thinkin' about to beat my face Oh, no, I'm nothin' but a Oh, no, we're nothin' but
Hoochies all in my face some of that dope water Brothers purple off some of that soap water So I'ma make a toast to the most mobbish lookin' in this By midnight 'cause brothers get the shit that's really in man
Batches on our jock, batches on our Mind teachin' things to these 'Cause that's us, captain save a They wanna be big boys and sport big boot They wanna be like big boys and fresh suits
I got for D-boys 'cause D-boys got love from me I got for D-boys 'cause D-boys got love from me I got love for D-boys 'cause got love from me I got love for D-boys D-boys got love from me
There's a over here, a party over there a party everywhere, put ya hands up There's a party over here, a party over There's a everywhere
There's a party over here, a party there There's a party everywhere, put ya up There's a party here, a party over there There's a everywhere
We in this baby boy swervin', in the mob scene And I'm still down with the C L I C K yo' way In the 94 then 95, it stop, boy, ain't no jive the rest of them tapes boy, where the deposit at? Where at? Oh, for real, I'm out
the party at? Where's the at? Where's the at? ...