Lyrics:
I walked by
Like "Yeah, we about to have some fun here"
Her mouth ain't move but her body sayin come here
Want want want so I passed the key
And got
Can you hear me?
Out of the East on an Irish stallion came Bounty Hunter Dan
His heart quickened and burned by the need to get his man
He found
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
roll by, I got nothin' on me
'Cause the smoke's already in the air
I'm loped up with two braids in my hair
All star with the khaki suit
I'mma fuck around
they be ultra
But don't enroll in pageants to get judged by the chauva's
Crazy fly whips, baggy jeans and sneakers
Silver hoops and jeeps, hip-hop in
Oh baby poppin'
She got a tan and now she think she from the tropics
She threw some braids in now she thinking she exotic
She sip that lada with
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
too
Hey, you in the back with those French braids
What's your name?
My name is Snoop
Alright, Snoop, what you wanna be when you grow up?
I
too
Hey, you in the back with those French braids
What's your name?
My name is Snoop
Alright, Snoop, what you wanna be when you grow up?
I
curls, no braids, peasy-head and still get paid
Jam Master cut the record up and down and crossfades, okay
Because the rhymes I say sharp as a nail
don't cry
I had visions of Missy with her money by the tub
Ching-ching! Jackpot, I think I'm in love
I'm looking for Missy now so I can get my back
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian, standin' by the door
He fell in love with an indian maid, over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga, ooh
Just stood there,
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standin' by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga too stubborn to ever let
'cause it's made by Run
It's def, you was left in a total stun
So bust a move while I prove who's number one
Got quality and skill both beyond belief
curls, no braids, peasy-head and still get paid
Jam Master cut the record up and down and crossfades, okay
Because the rhymes I say sharp as a nail
Kaw-Liga
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian standin' by the door
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store
Kaw-Liga well he just
bad motherfucker playing Space Invaders
Fucking with the girls in the fourth grade
Either feeling on they butts or pulling on they braids
Walking
Kaw-liga was a wooden Indian standing by the door.
He fell in love with an Indian maiden over in the antique store.
Kaw-liga just stood there
Kaw-Liga was a wooden Indian
Standin' over by the door
Fell in love with a Chocktaw maid
Over in the Georgia store
Kaw-Liga, ooh
Standin'
do drive-bys all day
And bought a pair of Beats just because they fuck with Dre
We support Compton, support Compton, support Compton
We support
braids (okay)
My relatives and cuzzos pull up, hop out, wave that thang
This shit for my kinfolk (my kinfolk, my kinfolk)
This shit for my kinfolk (my
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
by, I got nothing on me
Cause the smoke is already in the air
I am loped up two braids in my hair
All Star with the khaki suit
I'm gonna fuck around
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