Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Come on
Let's do it
What it is?
Thizz is what it is
Mmm, yeah, another knocker
Kick this game around like soccer
[Verse 2]
Pull up a chair, let me make you a plate
Of this game thats seasoned like a tasty stake
Since '88, I've been serving them well
I was serving yayo when L was rocking bells
Clocking mail, get, get, getting it
Copping it, flipping it, flip, flip, flipping it
Now I'm spitting it bar for bar
European whipping it car for car
No doe ho?
You know I say no
I need you like Jaws need a rain coat
I fandango, stay high as the star spangled
Choke the blood out you, bitch, get strangled
Get mangled fucking with this pimping
Hot as Lipton, Dre Jay Simpson
You better pay attention, it's all gamed up
Peep the bio, the file, see how I came up
[Verse 3]
Since '84, I've been out there getting my doe
In the Sco, the O and Valley Jo
Getting rich in the Rich and San Jo
Grinding and rhyming and pimping hoes
Rolling on vogues in two four's
Dre Tripper gotta stay with two hoes
Stay with zippers, boy, I keep a few O's
Get bossed and say, dawg, she blows
[Verse 4]
When I sweat her, I say, read my lips
Bring me cheddar, bitch, bring me chips
Fingertips, ass, hips, and lips
Follow my lead, don't ask questions, bitch
I want fresh fits from Abercrombie & Fitch
When it's going down, the Mac comes and shits
The Mac comes to spit, let me do it to your ear, baby
I'm tryna flip, see, I do it every year, baby
[Verse 5]
Real off the laddish, getting my cottage
Cheese, G's, please, bees, freeze
Stop it, you're headed down the wrong path
Fuck making love, bitch, I want a tongue bath
And dumb cash, can you do it like me?
Cash a fat check at the bank with no I.D.
Can you blow by me when I'm doing a hundred?
Smacking, slapping in my five hunnid
[Verse 6]
Since '84, I've been out there getting my doe
In the Sco, the O and Valley Jo
Getting rich in the Rich and San Jo
Grinding and rhyming and pimping hoes
Rolling on vogues and two four's
Dre tripper gotta stay with two hoes
Stay with zippers, boy, I keep a few O's
Get bossed and say, dawg, she blows
[Verse 7]
I got cutthroat friends and lots of women
I ride in a Benz but I'll squat the lemon
I want a stuff turkey with all the trimmings
To pay and play extra innings
I'm winning, fat lady starts singing
I'm finna get the cognate and start swinging
Skate, dance and eight
And when they run my plates, model and make
I'ma shake like I'm riding with a cake
Pedal to the metal, rarely hit the brake
I love a high speed getaway
They wanna get ride of Dre, put the kid away
When I'm in the Day, I'm in the seven series
It's so quiet, you can't even hear the
Engine, when I smash the gas
And would you look at all that wood on the dash?
[Verse 8]
Since '84, I've been out there getting my doe
In the Sco, the O and Valley Jo
Getting rich in the Rich and San Jo
Grinding and rhyming and pimping hoes
Rolling on vogues and two four's
Dre Tripper got to stay with two hoes
Stay with zippers, boy, I keep a few O's
Get bossed and say, dawg, she blows
Written by: Mac Dre