(Hi-C) Uhh, yup, aww yeah, hahaha I know y'all remember this (no no no no, no no no) Hustler music, Hi-Life Yeah, check it (yeah-hahh yeah)
Now baby was one of the baddest you ever saw Tight jeans, tank top, and a push-up bra Held her Sprite in her hand and she sip from a straw Told the homey Suga Free nigga stop the car The way we jumped out she musta thought we was thugs Had a curve on that ass like a brand new Bug Skip the handshakes, why'on'cha give me a hug? Her titties sat pretty like apple juice jugs Name is H-I, she said hi Wouldn't look me in my eye, I thought she was shy Baby started to reply, my name is Dee And see that car over there? He lookin at me I said so? What'chu tellin me fo'? Start to think to myself, man this a crazy ho She said pull around the corner, let me talk to you Come to find out the chicken was a prostitute, ooh
(Chorus: James DeBarge) Ohh this girl, looked so, good (nah nah nah) But I, just cain't, trust a ho - no-no-no, no no no no (yeah, nah, cain't trust her) Ohh this girl, looked so, good But I, just cain't, trust a ho (yeah, oh yeah, check it) No I can't trust a ho
(Hi-C) I once knew a stripper that liked to drink liquor I fall into the club, she all in my zipper The way I used to hit her it'd sound like I'd kill her Man, I ain't gon' lie, I used to love that nigga And when my baby momma got to stressin me She was my sexual therapy Had a waist like a bass, her thighs like thunder And her lips hot enough to suck the skin off a cucumber! Made me wonder was she keepin it true? Hey boo - how many niggaz you done done this to? Keep it real, don't lie, you can tell me the truth You've been trickin superchicken and I got proof I got a baby homey with a brand new Benz Said he had you in the studio, bangin the skins Never trust a stripper, that's a cardinal sin You love me so much you started fuckin my friends, ya bitch!
(Chorus) w/ ad libs and variations
(Hi-C) J.D. hit 'em with it, ahh!
(James DeBarge) Aww-ahhh (yeah) lady Aww-ahh (uhh) baby Aww-ahhh, aww-ahhh, say you can't, nooo (J.D. what?) Aww-ahhh (yes) Aww-ahh - sooooooooooooooo Aww-ahh, aww-awww-ahhhhhhh (take it home homey)
This girl, she looked so good (yeah) Yeah baby, blowin me right out of my mind, she's so good baby (what what) So good baby (yup yup) So good sugar, hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh-hoooooooooo (James DeBarge) So good, blowin me right out of my mind (uhh, yes) Out of my mind (yeah) yeah, looked so good
(Hi-C) Now it's this little bitty pill that be doin the most Throw it down your throat, chased by Remy and Coke Give it a few minutes and watch it go Where they gettin this shit from? Nigga I don't know Got niggaz talkin about it, bitches sayin they got it Everybody hollerin, like they can't do without it I tried to figure out what all the fuss is about But I guess I'll never know until it hit my mouth Some call it the X, some call it the E Whassup? Why'ontch'all introduce this bitch to me So I can take her by the hand turn around and tap her dead on that ass Tongue kiss and we was doin it bad 7-6-5-4-3-2-1 blast! I'mmmmmmmm so hiiiiiiiiiiigh, I hope I never crash Baby so bad, she can take over the world Got party people screamin out "Go on girl!"
(Chorus) We got some big body bitches in the place to be They off the - ecstasy, ecstasy They layin in the hot tub gettin wet for me They off the - ecstasy, ecstasy And they actin like they wanna have sex with me They off the - ecstasy, ecstasy Man I wish these playa hatin niggaz'd stop sweatin me I'm off the - ecstasy, ecstasy
(Hi-C) I fell into the club, honies showin me love Was it me? Or was it that pocket full of dove? I kicked a convo, baby gave me a hug Then introduced me to this brand new drug Said you heard of ecstasy? I said I listen to Barry White She said it's more like Betty White nigga, tonight's the night I pulled ten bucks out the cut, she grabbed it Then zoomed to the lockerrom and snatched a tablet Damn, that's it? It's big as a Tic-Tac But bomb enough to put a bull on his back Watch out, give me that, I took it to the neck Then baby said prepare for the bombest sex I can hear my heart beatin, my head started to sweat It took over my body, it made my dick stretch I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me She said baby don't trip, that's the ecstasy
(Chorus)
(Hi-C) Man the spot about to close and I'm high as fuck So I downed the drink, and wobbled to the truck Valet took the ticket and pulled right up He passed me the keys, so I threw him a buck I jumped in the ride, turned on the TV I swear y'all, it looked like a picture of me Straight bangin two bitches in the SUV Ay wait, hold up, save some for me So I jumped on screen, started gettin my pipe sucked But damn, hold up, who drivin the truck? Man I didn't give a fuck I'm havin too much fun Straight Killa Cali style nigga under the sun Cruise control kicked in, I was doin a hun' Had the beat on blast, right past the one's Before they pulled me over I was under arrest I jumped out asshole naked, doin sobriety tests
(Chorus) We got some big thick bitches in the place to be They off the - ecstasy, ecstasy Man I asked her for some skull and she gave it to me She off the - ecstasy, ecstasy Now she actin like she wanna have sex with me She off the - ecstasy, ecstasy Damn baby you can get it stop sweatin me I'm off the - ecstasy, ecstasy
(Chorus: in faux patois) Run up run up we got de gun up Haters that think we funnin dey get done up Run up run up we got de gun up Haters that think we funnin dey get done up
(Hi-C - sounding like Milk Dee) Stop schemin, and lookin hard I got that ghetto platinum credit card Make one phone call and fools gettin hurt Niggaz, busters, bitches in skirts Got a hoe in the house peepin out yo' safe Get you naked, and duct tape your nuts to your waist Horny nigga, thought you was gettin some cock You ain't gettin shit, nigga you got got While I run your shit back over to the top 400 bottles of Moet gettin popped Not even cops, can fuck with Swift or the Diggler Serve and protect, we gettin rid of ya Put the green light on L.A.P.D. Cause I'm tired of the motherfuckers fuckin WITH ME I wanna bust, that's how I feel it G shit, punk bitch, we be keepin it real
(Chorus) - 2X
(Too Swift) Invisibility like Space Ghoster I'm comin through in my Range Rover, shoot 'em up the party's over Cause when I'm sober like to {?} in mines I squeeze tight as some pliers, handle my strap, with these evil designs to kill a nigga, don't step in my path A psycho maniac nigga raw killer it's a bloodbath The aftermath, 'll make you laugh Cold shoot 'em up like La-Di-Da-Di when that 45 hit his body Drop his corpse to the motherfuckin pavement It ain't no future in that California brave shit I guess that you thought that it was all about you But it's all about that one 8 double-oh, hit 'em up some mo' Niggaz always causin, drama But Too Swift I'm gettin calmer, plottin like the unibomber Niggaz trippin off my conversations It ain't no confrontations, when my strap {?} like installations
(Chorus) - 2X
(Verse Three) Now every day, all day, I'm only out for my riches Busters and snitches be player hatin so I'm elevatin Like elevators, regulate like regulators Assassinate player haters, a lyrical motivator Pull mo' raid than Raiders, so you think you can fade us? Yes we snap like alligators and got mo' game than yo' fastest commentator When my intellect, the dialect, subtractin conversations Cause I'm a lethal weapon when it comes to confrontations
(Hi-C - like Milk Dee again) We get money, money I got Makin haters hot when I whip in the drop Ding dong it's the bell, once again it's on Postman dropped the package out in front of my home Could this be a setup? Shit, man let me get up Ain't nobody comin in here, they gettin wet up Opened up the package, it was nothin but scrilla We gon' throw another party, this is Hi-Life nigga!
[Hi-C] Now I'd rather be kicked in the nuts, 20 times than to go to war fightin for hoes that ain't mine Moms used to always tell me love is blind And don't listen to them pussytail hoes, they be lyin Well momma you was right, damn I shoulda listened But I was horny, I couldn't WAIT to go fishin YOUNG GUN FULL OF CUM, sprung and straight trippin Bareback and raw dick style, straight slippin She hit me on the phone like boo, I love you But one day I came home like damn, who's shoe? I wear a 9 and a 1/2, this a 13 The neighbors downstairs used to hear her scream She did the dirty do-low, ho you ain't right Got niggaz comin through layin MONSTER pipe When I went to get the coochie it was, fartin and burpin I said, "Ho you been cheatin on me, my heart hurtin"
[Chorus - repeat 2X] She hit me where it hurt, I was out there doin the work I shoulda known she was doin the dirt, with the milkstains on her skirt
[Hi-C] Itchy-kitchy ya-ya, you a liah Drop me off at the clinic, we both on FIYAH Yeah I said WE and it's all because of YOU I've been keepin it real, but now I wanna KILL We had to get a jump to make her car start And she got my dick burnin like Charzard I slid up in the place tryin to hide my face I had "Go See the Doctor" to get shit straight The girls behind the desk said "have a seat sir" Now she mad cause them bitches lookin better than her Just SHUT UP, lyin bitch, don't say nuttin I'm scared now, I don't know WHO you been fuckin My first love, first rub, first hug My first slut, first butt, first nut But this the last dame, Ms. Thang, you stuck up This the last dance, last chance, you fucked up! (What?)
[Chorus]
[Hi-C] You better call before you come homey, don't pop up There's somebody in there now, tearin the cock up He fresh out the pen, swoll and rocked up You ran up on the nigga and got, socked up You whipped out the heat and now he shot up But police hit the street, and now you locked up And while you in jail, she burnin the block up You got a stepson cause now she knocked up Eeney meanie mynie moe, cause she's a hoe And if the kid ain't really yours, let her go She wanna catch a baller baller, by the toe To suck his dick to his balls, and get his dough My heart made of stone, thanks to you baby So now I just bone and make the hoes pay me You got the audacity, to say you love me When the homies caught you at the Laker game with Dub C?!
(Hi-C) + (female) Yup (big girls need love too) Yup, yup, yup Where you at, where you at, where you at? Yeah (big girls need love too) Yeah, here we go momma
Good God damn! Girl you done did it Your ass sittin out and I'm bouts to come get it Baby sportin a 9, look how she fit it The lil' itty bitty petite, I ain't with it C'mon girl quit it, I know your name thicky-thick You got your boy sicky-sick, can I get a quickie-quick? Oooh shit! That's a whole lotta love No disrespect, but I'd rather buy you clothes than grub You stand out in a crowd With a ass like that you can't help but fart loud So be proud, momma shake that shit Don't feel intimidated by that boney lil' bitch I order #3 with a super-sized Sprite And I guarantee ya, man the girl'd get busy all night You warm in the winter, you shade in the summer All I'm sayin is can I have your phone #? Damn!
(Chorus) Before you start to run your mouth and don't know what you talkin 'bout Man you need to check it out (big girls need love too) All I'm sayin is can I have your phone #? Damn! You sweet as a honeybun, some of them are coochie sprung You can have a lot of fun (big girls need love too)
(Hi-C) Now let me kick it to the facts, hold up, stop the track Some of y'all say you're thick, but your ass really fat {*donkey noise*} And man I ain't with that Imagine 300 pounds sittin on your boy lap It's gon' be kinda hard for me to show you bed drills Make you get up off yo' lazy ass and hit the treadmill We can't do nothin 'til you lose about 50 I creep late at night and hit ya ass with a quickie Lose 50 mo' I might take ya to the sto' Lose 50 mo' then ya fine ass get to go So chill with the Twix, Skittles and the Starburst Cause before I hit you now I have to hit the bar first Ha, I got a juicy booty fetish And I'll run through that ass just like Jermone Bettis Put her butt to the wall and her back won't touch it Every thong she try on look like she gon' bust it
(Chorus) Before you start to run your mouth and don't know what you talkin 'bout Man you need to check it out (big girls need love too) Every thong she try on look like she gon' bust it I love it when you back it up, and you get to actin up Girl you have me crackin up (big girls need love too)
(Hi-C) Catch you at the spot, shakin the fart box The way she p-pop'll make your jaw drop A cute lil' freak, got jokes like Monique The kind that, lay on your leg and make your foot fall asleep She built, for the more bounce, heavy duty And thick, where it all counts, heavy booty So all you lil' mommas braggin 'bout your gym passes You need to slow down 'fore you flatten out your asses I ain't tryin to work, with no little {?} cutter I tell you what I know, not what I heard my brother She beg for the thang thang, baby please She wanna get on top but I, can't breathe And I won't stop now so we, keep goin She heave, I'm hoin, we in the boat rowin I cain't do nuttin but try to hang on Big momma where you at? Come get your bang on
(Chorus) Before you start to run your mouth and don't know what you talkin 'bout Man you need to check it out (big girls need love too) Thicky thick where you at, come get your bang on If you shaped like a earthquake, and hook up a good steak Baby that's really great (big girls need love too)
(Hi-C) Hey hey, yeap We make 'em say hey hey Hey hey Hey hey, yeah
See you light-skinnded women be tryin to act pretty Bitch hit me off with some ol' high saditty All I'm checkin fo' is your ass and your titties Cause you high-yellow women be actin, way shitty Chocolate momma come here, and give me kissy MUAH, got me all in the house, hidin hickies And when you go downtown to licky licky You put pressure on my pipe and make me bust quickly Astroglade and the Magnum + Baby don't move, aww shit, I'ma bust Ahhhhh.. we gon' finish Just gimme 20 minutes and I'm back up in it I hit you with the dick that's gon' drive ya crazy The return of H-I, Crawf Diggler baby And I'm, one of the baddest you ever seen Dirk Dig's on the scene, makin chickens scream!
(Chorus) (Hey hey) That's what you need to be hollerin out If you fly let me hear you shout (Hey hey) You ugly dudes need to back it up Before us girls start actin up (Hey hey) Let you know that we ain't playin We commandin you to shake ya thang (Hey hey) If you know that you're sex-ay Let me hear you say hey hey hey
(Big Steele) I'm full of liquor, talkin loud, smackin women on the ass Breathin down they neck every time one pass They with they boyfriend, he bet' not say shit Cause I'll act a fool in this sunnavabitch I got my whole clique with me, I wish they would run up Security can't help, we got they ass outnumbered I'm fin' to take the bar just for me and my boys If they try to resist then we bringin the noise They're pickin up the phone, hittin 9-11 I'm snatchin everything from moo cow to Seagram's 7 So you better hang up cause if you call the cops I swear before God we stompin yo' ass out Drunk and unruly, grabbin women by the arm Makin 'em dance and shakin and highly alarmed I got my hands in the air and I'm spinnin around Yellin hey hey motherfucker that's my song
(Chorus)
(Hi-C) Iggy Imp the Dimp, my nigga Freeze a pimp But the bitches fight, for this creamy white Cause I'm, one of a kind that'll shock ya mind I put, big dick it's in your behind I say ONE for the trouble TWO for the show C'mon, Big Steele, what you waitin fo'? Cause after this here, we bouts to take over And be fatter than Lil' Kim pussy, on that poster (Ooh) Pay attention, boys and girls You funkin with some players that's gon' take over the world No love, nigga that shit hurt You know your boy got game like Converse Now if you do like I tell ya, maybe you can sell ya nookie to a rookie no it ain't gon' fail ya IT AIN'T EASY if you know what I'm sayin But if you're pimpin and you know it clap your hands {*clap clap*}
(Give it to me!) Uhh, woo! Yup Heh heh, yeah Make it hump, yeah What? Yeah {?} I just wanna be smooth on this one Yeah, yeah
(Hi-C) When I pull up to the club, nigga I don't stop It be three or fo' times I done hit the block I jump up out my right, peepin nothin but cock The jealous-ass niggaz starin at my watch Hmm, you can have it if you think you can get it Infrared on yo' head, you think I won't hit it? But I didn't come to trip, I came to sip Pump some ass, and grip some hips Man it's hot'dan a bitch, where the fuck is Quik? I'm 'bout to, buy out the bar, homey hand me some chips My nigga start to laugh, but he kicked in half We had everything from New Cal to Genuine Draft I'm knockin down all that's in my path But money is the one thing you can not have (nope) She asked me can she get it, so I started to laugh Oh no! I ain't never ever paid for no ass!
(Break) (Give it to me!) uh-uh (Give it to me!) uh-uh (Give it to me!) oh no (Give it to me!) alright (Give it to me!) I am (Give it to me!) c'mon (Give it to me!) c'mon (Give it to me!)
(Chorus: repeat 2X) + (Hi-C) Pop it, pimp it (ohh you look good when you) Hold it, twist it (girl you're so hood when you) Shake it, lick it (oh I go nuts when you) Grab it, kiss it (ah I'm gon' bust when you)
(Hi-C) Well I'm five-seven, dick size 11 I hit it from behind I'll tear up your spine A good girl these days so hard to find They keep me runnin on down the line I got Kim, Keisha, Tasha, Tameka Karen, Sharon, Heather, Alisha And I'm, the teacher, class in session Come get down with me and learn yo' lesson Pop pop, make it hot don't stop From the couch to the cot you can get on top Shake what you got for a pork chop cutie Oooh SHIT you fine wit'cha big fat booty Now you ain't a chicken, I'ma call you Popeyes Cause yo' ass so big, all you do is pop eyes Crawf Dog and I'm back with this 'Hi-Life' shit I'm tryin to make you a 'Hi-Life' chick, c'mon
(Break) + (Chorus)
(Big Steele) I done had 'em all, foreign exotic to down-lows Hoes so ugly you'd fuck 'em wit'cho eyes closed Chinese, Lebanese, broads of all races Even Islamic women with the veils on they faces Mexican women who couldn't speak a lick of english See my dick and scream the Pledge of Allegiance I had a fat chick I had to feed before I hit But she'd only eat salad to save room for my dick
(Hi-C) Yeah, ahh Yeah, Hi-Life Uhh, naw Here we go, yeah
Now this is for the ladies and all my dawgs C'mon, get your ass up off the wall All you had to do is give Crawf a call And watch me come through and get it crackin y'all I'm still breakin bricks with the homey Quik We try to get it down just as far as it gets Cause all I have to do is hop back and spit And watch all the lil' mommas start havin fits When I slide through the city in my Escalade I ain't worryin 'bout shit, cause we extra paid Tryin to stay sharp as a razor blade And you thinkin 'bout now that we got it made And I'ma take you right down, that ain't the case Ain't nuttin like mo' chips in my safe Stop skinnin and grinnin all in my face 'fore I cock back and show you how my pistol taste
(Chorus - voice box) If you're pimpin let me know, yeah But if you're simpin let me go, ho Cause if you're flossin this don't show, yeah And I ain't got no time for hoes Don't wanna see you no mo'
(Hi-C) You can be black as smoke from a motorboat Or white as a egg minus all the yolk On 20 inch spokes or flat out broke We can do the thang loc cause y'all my folks I'm out in the street tryin to beat the heat Break and shake shackles up off my feet Po' out a little drank for the ones to see Man I miss you Mausberg, homey rest in peace I'm just down here goin through the day to day Chasin pay, smash if you in my way With 3 dimes and I'm lookin for a place to lay Black Tone, where you at homey? (ANDELE!) When we get a lil' drink we don't fight or fuss But we do barbecue, slap bones and cuss So let's get it get it hit it hit it ballin wild If you wanna get freak just "call mi now!"
(Chorus)
(DJ Quik) I'm role model (role model?) I roll models in and out of my room at night lookin guilty with they hole hollow (oh!) Now hit the light switch, and turn 'em back on And take off them clothes so I can see if youse the type (ooh man) Be a sad day in L.A. if I ain't ballin (yup) Be no dubs spinnin, dudes drankin, broads callin (nope) Cause I've been runnin up tabs since I was 19 And tryin to spend the rest of my life with the right team (who that?) Me and Crawf Dog (Crawf) we been off y'all (off) Off of 2 dime pieces and playin softball They swallow golf balls (golf) they swallowed Crawf Dog (Crawf) They swallowed me and that's why I see we been off y'all (off) At the sports bar, drinkin Chopan and Mucal and Adios Mother Give me another, cause I'm loaded I dropped the bomb and her lil' drawers exploded If you think we ain't mackin miss, you moldy
(Hi-C) Uhh, yeah (coochie coochie, ahhhhh) Yeah, hahaha (coochie coochie, ahhhhh) This what I've been waitin on Uhh, yeah (coochie coochie, ahhhhh) Drive a grown many crazy (coochie coochie, ahhhhh) Yeah, uhh
(Verse One) Aw shit, come and show Crawf what you workin with Booty bouncin with some big fat titties Held up, I gots to hit this Baby girl thicker than grandma grits Jump in the lake and swim for that fish Most of 'em mesmerized by my wrist When I step in the club, blingin like this While the bass pumpin the tweeters hits Hit to the ear tryin to work my twist Hey homey, watch this! Hey hey, boo what's up wit'cho friend? (I don't know, nigga what's up with some ends?) What? Wait a minute, hold up Told you before, I pays for no butt I don't give a fuck if the pussy had platinum and gold in it Don't pay to stick my pole in it I'm cool with that Don't want shit to do with that I'ma throw you on the couch and make you scream ouch when I hump and I pump yo' puddy cat Told you before, y'all hoes gon' mind Hi-C, Quik, we back on the grind Stompin through the hood like Frankenstein Look at this bitch with her nasty grind
(Chorus - repeat 2X) We ain't playin no mo', I want some (coochie coochie, ahhhhh) What'chu thinkin we can in here for, I need some (coochie coochie, ahhhhh)
(Verse Two) Most girls just wanna be loved By a ballin-ass nigga on dubs To wine her and dine her and - give 'em hugs To get they ass up out that club When you slide up and down that pole You got a brother like me on swoll Upside down, fast and slow You got my homies screamin ho Let that monkey out of that cage Got 'em all throwin dollars on the stage Shake that ass and she get paid How you think she bought that Escalade? Ask the bitch you gotta man, she said no Make my own dough, what I need one fo'? All I wanna do is see dollars on the flo' I'ma do it like a +Destiny+ ho, "Independent" While I pull, press and bend it I bounce, pushin 'em in it She wobbled, twerkin spinnin Aww shit, wait a minute Look what you done to me Girl you're a lil' too young for me Boo don't mess around and let Crawf get one off That's it, I'm goin to sleep, see ya Wouldn't wanna be ya, baby Bend them blocks and, pay me You know how many times, your boy done heard What'chu doin, that's my lady? Huh? That's what she tellin you, man ain't what she said to me Boy your girl so cold she givin out blows had me holla like Steve Harvey HEY! HO! AH! Had to hit it with the whole damn thang I'm a one man gang when I'm runnin train it's like bang, bang, bang Did it so hard the apartment shook Neighbors came by, I was scared to look All is I know is them drawers got took Quik, hit 'em with the hook - ah!
(Chorus)
(Diamonique) What'chu thinkin baby? Uh-uh, okay, what? Yeah nigga I know, what you want Cause yeah nigga I've got, what you need So proceed young boy, bring your toys I'ma make you scream so come bring the noise And if you don't do that, show me the cash And if you don't do that I'ma give you the ass The hottest oochie coochie Even bitches wanna do me, do me I ain't lyin I'm qualified and pure A freaky nasty lil' momma what'chu came in lookin fo' And if that's what it is, show me the Benz And if that's what it is bring ya fine girlfriend I'ma break her off too while she throat to the dude Then we turn it around, we gon' both do you Hoochie coochie, that's what you lookin fo' We could do it anywhere, even on the kitchen flo' I don't care I don't care you could even at your home I say - you want it I do too baby!
(Chorus) Niggaz try to talk that talk (some niggaz try to talk that talk) But they really cain't walk that walk (nah they really cain't walk that walk) People fuck around and get caught (you gon' fuck around and get caught) Find your ass outlined in chalk (you find your ass outlined in chalk)
(Sly Boogy) I like to smoke on the fine lined sticky You don't really wanna try Sly Boogy (nah) I got some niggaz that'll ride right wit me I'm not a homosexual, I like pussy (yup yup) I make the hardest niggaz cry like sissies I'm a live walkin sci-fi mystery Come on and shine in the limelight wit me Let's make it snap, crackle and pop like Rice Krispies I put niggaz in fear when I rip shit Make sho' my words sound clear when I spit this Guzzle up a 40 ounce of beer with the quickness If you wanna get bent, here nigga hit this It's only been a year since my shit hit Now a gang of people got they ear in my bid'ness My words pierce like a spear, I'm relentless You better hope yo' name don't appear on my hit list
(Chorus)
(Hi-C) Yeah you niggaz is fixin to get ya brains blew back Sly Boogy (whattup?) Where the thang-thang at Niggaz be killin me with these gangbang raps I got homies so banged out they need a gangbang PATCH Guns, knives, and baseball bats Nigga! I come from the days of waaaaaaaaay back And I'm still dope like Ritalin Cause I keep shit stankin like a chitlin You best to chill with all that yappin you snitch you Oh you don't feel it? But I bet you your bitch do! (heyyy) You at home eatin TV dinners While I roll through the hood wit'cha ho on spinners It's my time to shine, I'm fixin to rock next And then I'm disappearin again like Loch Ness With ten million in cash, and 2 tecs, with a cell phone With three young honies with hot sex
(Chorus)
(Hi-C) Oh yeah monkeyheads, I ain't playin Look who the cat drug in
(E-40) E-40! Straight from the bottom of the gutter peeeyimp (gutter peeyimp) But then I rose (then I rose) Now it's life "bonus golf," pimp I got extra holes/hoes I used to shovel that snow, that powder yo' nose The first one on my soil my ninja to ride vogues (ride vogues) Now we rhyme and spit verses and rock shows (rock shows) And pimp these broads for they purses mayne when I'm on the road (on the road) I'm a fixture on my block (on my block) Before E-40, my named used to be Hubbarock (Hubbarock) Hubbarock? Yeah bruiser, Hubbarock Bust a unit open, break it down to hundred pops Hundred pops? Yeah bruiser, hundred pops Feed 'em to my runners, let my runners get 'em off (get 'em off) I like to floss and campaign (campaign) With the, top down, smokin champagne (champagne) And go stupid like a fool (like a FOOL) Off Hennessy and Red Bull (Red Bull)
Roll somethin, smoke somethin Drank somethin, flow somethin
(Chorus)
(E-40 over Chorus) That's right, you squares be talkin that talk mayne But cha'll can't walk that walk mayne You fools is squares, a box of Apple Jacks Fa-shiggadale, boyyyyyy Get outline in chalk fool, riggadale'll tell ya Why? Uhh
(Hi-C) Ay DJ Cokie, get us up out this bitch mayne {*scratching*} SHUT UP MONKEYHEAD!
(Nate Dogg) + (Hi-C) I don't wanna know (yeah, ha ha) I don't wanna know (y'all ain't ready for this one) (C'mon Nate Dogg) I don't wanna know (This gon' hurt) I don't wanna know (Man, feel me on this, uhh)
(Hi-C) (I don't wanna know) if you see my girl in the club with her ass all out straight shakin that butt (I don't wanna know) if you see her talkin to her man don't tell me shit 'less you heard what she sayin (I don't wanna know) when you see her out with her friends Flirtin with the niggaz in the Mercedes Benz (I don't wanna know) cause what I don't know won't hurt So don't call me gossipin with no dirt (I don't wanna know) cause some of y'all act like G's But if you know the truth, you would drop to your knees (I don't wanna know) you don't wanna start losin your mind You're only twenty-fo' but you look forty-nine (I don't wanna know) if the other brother got mo' cheddar With a bigger dick and he bangin her better (I don't wanna know) why you tryin to make my blood pressure high Bring tears to my eyes, what you want me to die?
(Chorus: Nate Dogg) (I don't wanna know) don't wanna know, just let me be (I don't wanna know) don't wanna know, you cheatin on me (I don't wanna know) don't tell me shit, just let me be (I don't wanna know) I can't be hurt, by what I don't see
(Hi-C) (I don't wanna know) if you see her holdin hands in the mall With a dark skinned brother that's six feet tall Nah, that right THERE you can keep Cause you know how I do it, I'm comin with the heat! (I don't wanna know) and if I get my ass locked up Will you turn into a freak and start givin it up? (Wait for me) Or will you stay down for the cause Without everybody beatin up the drawers (I don't wanna know) if you do the gay thing wit'cha friend Rubbin skin to skin but ain't naytan goin in You drunk, pass out off a bottle of Henn' Wake up and do it again (I don't wanna know) that my lil' boy just turned 5 And some rumors circulatin that he really ain't mine Why you tryin to make my blood pressure high Bring tears to my eyes, what you want me to die?
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(Hi-C) (I don't wanna know) that my homeboys is plottin to get'cha And try to holla when I ain't wit'cha (I don't wanna know) if you go for the okeydoke and try to blame it on drinkin some liquor (I don't wanna know) if your brother broke in my truck I ain't playin with him, I'ma tear his ass up (I don't wanna know) if you plan on gettin me jacked And tell 'em where the safe is at (I don't wanna know) if you throw po-po's up out the guns that make you scream to the top of your lungs (ahhhh!) (I don't wanna know) the stress'll make your hair turn grey That's why I don't trip, I do shit my way (I don't wanna know) and if I ain't hittin the spots You better lie to me, tell me that I'm killin the cock! Why you tryin to make my blood pressure high Bring tears to my eyes, what you want me to die?
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(Nate Dogg) I don't need it wit'cho secret, what you doin to me (I don't wanna know) don't wanna know I don't want it, I'll run from it, if that's not my scene (I don't wanna know) don't wanna know
Hahhhhhhh, yeah, ha ha It's the {?} free I told y'all Hundred spoke music, yeah, uhh
(Hi-C) I put humps in they back like a Halloween pumpkin cat Just shut up, and bounce to the track What'chu thank? I won't peel paint for my bank? Better look out, hand me my strap Now just like I thought you don't want no funk Better listen to your homeboy tellin you don't Just put your hands on your hip, let your backbone slip All my dogs in the riffs y'all skip Ain't no set trippin but we givin it up California love straight livin it up Palm trees bendin, chrome wheels spinnin Corona and lemon, got us all sinnin Big booty women, sinnin and grinnin I can't change the game I'm in the 9th inning Just hit the dancefloor but get yours on Like uh, heyyy, that's my song
(Hi-C) They say Hi-C what's up? Man shit, dick in dynamite and all I can't fuck I'ma blow up, y'all niggaz better slow up Jumpin out of line with us, 'll get your asshole up I gives a fuck what you throw up All I'm tryin to do is watch Hi-Life blow up But you trippin off that lil' pimpin I'll bust you in your mouth and have your suit sippin Quik did it, yep and I'ma spit it You bootlegger motherfuckers y'all need to quit it Don't nothin turn me on like a women, that spit it So go buy you some clothes and hair to go with it All I need is a drink or two And bout 8 or 9 million in my juicy boo Just hit the dancefloor but get yours on Like uh, heyyy, that's my song
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(Suga Free) Talkin bout y'all crackin a whip What happened to the chair man? Y'all ain't fucked the chair? Sometimes!
I got the chair and the whip cause she out of pocket, she wrong Plus I'm off the she {?} forget them nazis, now it's on Whatchu think I'm Superpimp ain't got no feelings hurt don't beef What I'm a robot with no problems pimp on Sesame Street? Sometimes I need me a lil' somethin, it ain't no smoke either And when them white boys cook it man I mean ephedrine ain't ether Made me feel like Dirk Diggler, super fucker Post a bitch on this dick do it to her coochie rougher Eyes ride, hard beat, and hand around her throat pullin her hair Slapped her up like a rapist do the stankin everywhere Don't push me homey, I've been up for 3 days, short tempered Can't eat nothin and my wave stages have got a lil' pussy on 'em Cranium, connected to my, membrane My membrane, connected to my, esophic hairs Drip, drip, dry, dry Fleet fleet tweak tweak lane lane trick try
