Lyrics

We got our own clique goin' A strong clique Finally getting into our own, you know Getting respect We make it gon' on We don't fake it, we just take it Bounce, bounce, bounce Ride, skate Roll, bounce Ride, skate Roll, bounce Yo what's up? C.L.S is in the house, you know what I'm saying We're gonna kick it old school And show you how we survive on the 805 So T-Dre, step up and let 'em know Just an ordinary day, waking up about ten Got a lot of stuff ahead, so I don't sleep in Mario calls me up with some shit to do He says, "Pick me up from work at a quarter to two" It's nine to the six degrees in the shade Doing some hard work 'til it's time to get paid Pick up my cousins so we can cruise the alley You know my town gets down in the middle of June Where's Deluxe? I don't know, give my homie a beep I bet you ten bones the fool's asleep Jam through his pad, open the door and get inside Deluxe is sitting shotgun, chillin' in my ride T-Dre picked me up and we was on our way 66 on track, gold teeth, rolling straight But we taking all precautions 'Cause when the crew gets on we start flossin' Make a stop at Bone's house before we go Spark dogs and Bone puffing out some window So I call shotgun and I'ma handle that Y'all stoned motherfuckers gettin' in the back So where you want to go? They say SB Santa Barbara, fool, we cruise through the star street That's all right with me, let's get to go Hit the Chevron, who got snacks for the Patron? 'Cause the 396 is just pounding it And a half tank of gas ain't doing it So we got to do it up before we go Make a right turn on 101 and now we outta here It was B-Bones, Deluxe, and T-Dre Bounce right skating, just mobbing down the freeway This is what we did so check it Busted a right on a stay street exit Full tank of gas so it's time to creep There's a lot of fine women on this two way street Bones hooked it up with some hyenas in a van Stuck up hoes playing hard to get No time for that shit so we roll right past Some funky ass hoochie with the big fake ass Eleven o' clock so it's time to hit the dub Smoking in my ride on the way to the club Stepped into the club and it was packed like saltines Full of people that's doing the same thing Trying to get the crew and kill the place with jumpin' Big ass booty just pushing and bumping Picked a girl up and got her ass on the dance floor C.L.S. and the players just taking control Delux's lights bouncing off the disco ball So many girls, it's all for one and one for all Dancing non-stop with some different hoes Feeling like a pro, chippin' the roof off a Zen Low But it's time to go, hop in the six Hit the switch 'cause that's how we do it, bitch Oh yeah, what's up T-Dre and Delux in the studio Kickin' it like this you know 'Cause that's how we do it every day in the SMB Wassup to my homie Bones Spark Dog in the whole nine yards down in SMB Delux, what's happening fool? Yeah, Delux one time in the house, you know what I'm sayin' Droppin' off some moves, best lyrics from the 1994 Yo, 'cause I'm knocking on your door So what you gots to say now fool? Oh yeah wassup to my homeboy Dougie-Doug On a mission boy, doin' that shit on fly, yeah And that's how we gonna do it for the '99 squad Uh, just like that, bounce rocks gettin' through your town And we on the mob Police Ride, skate Roll, bounce Ride, skate Roll, bounce Ride, skate Roll, bounce Ride, skate
Writer(s): Glen Pantoja Fulgencia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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