Video musicale
Video musicale
Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smif-N-Wessun
Performer
Darrell Yates
Vocals
Tekomin Williams
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Baby Paul
Producer
Christian Delatour
Assistant Engineer
Da Beatminerz
Producer
David Carpenter
Assistant Engineer
Joe Quincy
Engineer
Kieran Walsh
Engineer
Leo"Swift" Morris
Engineer
Lewis Tineo
Assistant Engineer
Max Vargas
Assistant Engineer
Naughty Cotto
Engineer
Wayne Anderson
Assistant Engineer
Testi
[Verse 1]
Ha, yeah
Yo
This is Smif-N-Wessun on the diggy low
And D-N-D Studio
Blazin' up, nothin' but the raw end though
Know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, we 'bout to do it like this two times for your mind
Yo, 'Sun, hit them with the wickedness, one time
[Verse 2]
Walkin' down the street, watchin' you, clockin' me
Could it because of magnetic?
Yet, it gives me a fuckin' headache
'Cause it's pathetic when **** jump on ya dick and sweat it
But it gets hectic when I set it off by sick jazz, ****, stop stressin'
Smif-N-Wessun, from the corners of my red eyes, I peeped you
But you don't know 'cause I rock my rag real low, move slow
'Cause you might get moved on
Can't even get my crews on without **** puttin' they screws on
Shit ain't cool, son
'Cause soon, one day, I feel I'm gonna have to lay somebody for real
A deal is, but Steele is strictly business
So when dick riders slide around, I dismiss shit
And get with it, Boot Camp Clik, how we flip shit
On the regular, forever stay on our own dick
[Verse 3]
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you twist up ganja
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you big money spender
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you no follower
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, for Jah Rastafari
[Verse 4]
I'm pullin' your coats to the side of the block we've all been to
See them on the corner when you're lookin' out ya window
The dick riders on Dick Riders Boulevard
You's that large and even got to look hard
You got a couple probably at the crib as we speak
In ninety now, ain't no woman town for the weak
Don't laugh though, stress'll make a **** hurt somethin'
Proceed to get some yard weed 'cause the dread is pumpin'
And as I approach and greetin' by my cuz', Roach
"What up, ya high ass ****? Yo, your shit's the dope"
And then he just KIM, keep it movin', damn
And now, here comes the dick riders, screamin', "You the man"
Until I turn my back, bet they quick to grab the gat
The head dick rider said, "I know where he live at"
See, that's what I'm talkin', suckin' dick while you're walkin'
Now, you's the target of the Boot Camp stalk kids
[Verse 5]
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you no cock blocker
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot, you the ganja hustler
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot for number one mama
Lick off a shot, you no dick rider
Lick off a shot for the marijuana
[Verse 6]
Ay, yo, Haktu, (What up, son?) you know money over there? (Nah)
The one who wan' stare over here like I'm tried scared
Me, or maybe check what I wear
See, I represent lovely from my Timb tree to my D-I-C-K
Everyday, all day, we stay read up
If you ride dicks then shut up, keep it movin' 'cause I'm fed up
[Verse 7]
You took the words right out my mouth, S.T.
Got **** ridin', we tryna suck on these tree
Pockets full of lent, Hummers browner than shit
Wanna suck and duck 'cause he the neighborhood dick rider
If I was a bag of smoke, would I be chocolate?
It's Smif-N-Wessun, keep our dick out your mouth, kid


