I dips
'n try to step up in a freak
I call this ho named Tiki,
she got homies we can twist
All we need's some chronic
and a motherfuckin' fifth
Is you wit me locc?
What's mine is yours and what's
yours is mines
When I'm in Houston you be
treatin' me fine
I scoop you up in L.A.X. around six
I scootch you through the hood, then
we gone get up in these tricks
It's Friday night
Two players in a black
5- 0- 0
Slidin' down the shore,
gettin' at every fly ho
I'm wit my homey,
ain't nobody set trippin'
Drops my shit off at his house
and then we kept flippin'
Now see why'know your
nigga don't sleep
Homey enough and see
Well, hand your nigga some heat
So I can feel warm in these cold
ass L.A. streets
Now hook ya nigga wit some
L.A. freaks, baby
It's Friday night
[Chorus] Straight sellin' with my Texas G
First thang we do is hit the club
I'm seein' hella bitches in the corners
tryin' to show your homey love
This bitch is fly as a bird
And gotta ass that could swang from Cali
fornia all the way up through
Pittsburgh
Hold up locc (What?)
I know that flea
She been out 'n club hoppin' since
'83 (Ain't this a bitch)
And the bitch is still hoin'
See, get at broke bitch and fake smile and keep
strollin' locc (Riiiight!)
See them busters in the corner,
they don't like my hood
I don't like their hood so it ain't all good
So keep ya eyes on em
'cause if it ??? ??? line, we
gotta slide on 'em
Ride on em
I gots no problem kickin' dust up
wit punk ass little busters
Who wants to try to buck us,
we grab these guns and bust em
I gots that tena millimetre in
tha parkin' lot
[CJ Mack] Fuck em locc, we gots some
bitches at the Mariott
[Chorus]
You motherfuckers better chill Before you
fuck around and lose
and get your cap peeled
Jumps on the elevator,
hops off the six floor
Knocks on the door of room 604
Gets greeted by the biggest pair
of thighs you want to see
With a pair just like a mona homegirl G
See, vee like the mix and vee
like the twist of em
Face, you can hit it first
and then we can switch
It ain't no fun if my homey
can't twist a bitch
I'll dare ya ass to try to run that 2PAC shit
I goes
high- ho silver like the
fuckin' Moan Ranger
Playin' here's out my dick inside
a total fuckin' stranger
You fuckin' with a Texas cowboy,
I puts it down boy
You ready for the second go
(You know it!)
I go two or three hours and I'm sendin' these
bitches off on their way
(See ya!) You's a fool CJ!
(Nigga, how you like the southern
California freakin?)
Dogg, I'll be back every
motherfuckin' weekend
It's Friday night
