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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kurupt
Kurupt
Vocals
Baby S
Baby S
Vocals
Butch Cassidy
Butch Cassidy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gilliam
Kevin Gilliam
Songwriter
Ricardo Brown, Jr.
Ricardo Brown, Jr.
Songwriter
Andre Wilson
Andre Wilson
Songwriter
Casey Wilson
Casey Wilson
Songwriter
David Ivy Ware
David Ivy Ware
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kurupt
Kurupt
Executive Producer
Joseph Marone
Joseph Marone
Executive Producer
Battlecat
Battlecat
Producer

Lyrics

This for all y'all, all over Bounce, rock (niggas), roller and skatin' (bitches, homies) Bounce, rock (ladies), roller and skatin' (Dippin' down the street on platinum Daytons) I've been all around the world, Japan to Amsterdam Hittin' like switches, dippin' Hit the switches, which is one reason why I gotta make mine (uh-huh) 'Cause these fools on the street tryin' to take mine (uh-huh) Wassup lady? Time's gettin' shady You gotta lipstick wit' it (why?), That's why I'm sick wit' it Hard to maintain in this world of pain But I'ma serve these rhymes like dimes of 'caine (check it out) Why can't we just chill and get along, motherfucker? But the views you choose to use is wrong, motherfucker Relax, me and Baby S got it macked to the tee Just ride with me Battlecat in the back with a sack on deez (on deez) Ridin' with the young OG's (OG's) Dippin' down Shaw, fuck all of y'all As I bounce, rock, skate on threes (on threes) We can freak it (uh-huh) Freak if you want to (say what?) Dine if you want to, but (uh-huh) Communicate and you know (sex and power) That we can freak it (uh-huh) Freak if you want to (bounce) Dine if you want to, but (uh-huh) Communicate and you know Let me tell you how I started on the grind for mine Livin' life in my rearview, S, nigga hear you About to drop the bomb, record one and blue calm and Yukons And John hook my shit up bomb Who controllin'? Rollin' with my nigga from the Pound (what up, dawg?) Put my shit in cruise control with bitches all around Make me feel like a G one more, he once smoked for free Now it's all about the G's and he (uh-huh), oh yeah Blaze up a whole sack to the head We wear khakis, nigga, fuck jeans (uh-huh) I'm sure all the G's know what I mean (yeah, yeah, nigga) Lil' locs, Young G's, and OG's (OGs) We on the smash for cash and that's it We hit the stash and dash and that's it We don't flash, we mash, we blast shit And we don't give a fuck about a bitch, but uh (bitch, what up? What up? Uh-huh, uh-huh) We can freak it Freak if you want to (bitch) Dine if you want to, but (uh-huh) Communicate and you know (sex and power) That we can freak it (uh-huh) Freak if you want to (say what?) Dine if you want to, but (bitch) Communicate and you know (yeah, check it out) Give it up, nigga, throw it up, nigga Give it up, nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga Give it up, nigga, throw it up, nigga Give it up, nigga (give it up), throw it up, nigga Give it up, nigga, throw it up, nigga Give it up, nigga, throw it up, nigga (throw it up, fool) Give it up, nigga, throw it up, nigga Give it up, nigga, throw it up, nigga Why you trippin' with me? Won't you kick it with me? Bomb the block, combinin' nots (uh-huh) I got me somebody bad as shit (bad as shit) While the rest of y'all is mad as shit (mad as shit) I'm drippin' down the street in the sky blue Bentlry Pull up to the curve, then swerve gently Ten of the homies made a left But they all ride with Kurupt, Cat, and Baby S, so uh So we can freak it (uh-huh) Freak if you want to (yeah) Dine if you want to, but (uh-huh) Communicate and you know (sex and power) That we can freak it (uh-huh) Freak if you want to (yeah) Dine if you want to, but (uh-huh) Communicate and you know (Battlecat) We can freak it (why you make a beat like this?) Freak if you want to Dine if you want to, but (Baby S, what?) Communicate and you know (sex and power) That we can freak it (Kurupt Young Gotti) Freak if you want to (raw daw-daw) Dine if you want to, but Communicate and you know (yeah, huh) We can freak it (all the ladies) Freak if you want to (drivin' Mercedes, uh) Dine if you want to, but (all the niggas) Communicate and you (sex and power) (with the Bentley's) That we can freak it (we wear khaki's) Freak if you want to Dine if you want to, but (we all real G's) Communicate and you know (to all the OG's) We can freak it (like Big U, uh, uh) Freak if you want to (we love you too, uh, uh)
Writer(s): Ricardo Brown, Kevin Gilliam, Casey Wilson, Andre Wilson, David Ware Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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