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(feat. Lil' Kim, Snoop Dogg) |
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[Snoop Dogg] |
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It's somethin about the West Coast, that makes me thank the East |
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Eastside! Eastside! |
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And somethin about the West Coast, that makes me bang the beat |
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HELP ME SING IT! |
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[Chorus: R.L.] |
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Do ya wanna roll, in my six fo'? |
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Let's have some fun baby, let's have some fun |
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Oh we'll get low (we'll get low) and dats for sho'! |
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And hop on dubs baby and have some fun, now check us out! |
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[Verse One: R.L.] |
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From when I met you at the roller rink |
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Cotton candy with her Shasta drink |
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Braced with caress that were white and pink |
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All the kissing we did, was on the cheek |
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Remember, like yesterday |
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We'd hop on our bikes and just ride away |
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Knew you'd be mine some how, some day |
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And I'ma say I do |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse Two: Snoop Dogg] |
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Three, bottles of Moe', doe, models fa sho' |
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We havin a good time avoidin one time |
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Layin in the sunshine its all gravy! |
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Dipped it, hit a switch, what's crackin' baby? |
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Ride with me slide with a double-oh, sip on this moe'moe |
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Get your bubble on, bring your girlfriends |
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All y'all can come along |
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Cause we'll be doin this all summer long |
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In the Cadillac beatin' up some Battlecat |
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Dogg youse a fool baby lemme handle that |
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Oh you don't drink so you don't think |
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You ain't gon' win you don't speak, you ain't no freak |
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Cause I can turn you, learn you and burn you up |
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Gimme the cup sit down and shut up! |
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I be damned we done run outta Mo' again |
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Here we, here we go again! |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse Three: R.L.] |
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I gotta Chevrolet, white walls and them |
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Twenty inch thangs in the coupe with Snoop |
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Gettin juiced orange juice top down |
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And feel the sun rays feelin kinda good right know |
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Right around my hood right now |
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Lookin for somethin to do like a barbecue |
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It's too hot to be in the house |
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A little bit of music and a couple of babes |
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A little bit of drank and a game of spades |
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Take your kids to your mama's house |
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Sure know what I'm talkin bout, it's about to go down! |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse Four: Lil' Kim] |
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Aight aight, I admit I'm type picky |
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Take trips to Cali, strictly for the sticky |
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I'ma get get it crunk anywhere I go |
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Why you smooth haters actin' like y'all don't know |
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From barbecue's to barmitzvah's |
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O.G.'s crack the O.E. while they listen to me |
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Cris' on the table, chronic in the air |
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Come on pass that shit like that's that shit |
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We doin Battlecat pump this in the Sony |
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The Bee showin love to the westside homies |
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Give you somethin you can feel, real recognize the real... |
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Cause it's, cause it's somethin bout the East Coast |
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That makes us wanna squeeze mo' |
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For those that don't think that we ride |
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We gon' show you how we do the damn thing |
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We gon' show you how we do |
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[Chorus] |
