Текст песни: Dj Quik - Pacific Coast Remix
[Quik] Gotta keep it a secret (woo!)
[Luda] Ay man let me ask you somethin man
[Luda] You ever have one of them days where you felt like
[Luda] you mighta got rid of all the bad seeds in your life?
[Luda] Y`knahmean like you just got your paycheck
[Luda] Paid off a car note or somethin
[Luda] Just jumped out the shower feelin fresh than a muh`fucka
[Luda] Witcha good shoes on, y`knahmtalkinbout?
[Quik] You mean like, paid off a Cadillac car note?
[Luda] Like a Cadillac, like you ready to throw a party
[Luda] Like call e`rybody you know, don`t even plan it, just do it
[Quik] In Compton we call that spur of the moment
[Luda] Well let`s do it, spur of the moment, whattup?
[Ludacris]
Well you can bring the drinks a little mo` my way
More I say, on another hot sunny Cali-for-nye day
Just touched down, called up my 8-1-8
fo` a date with some other bust downs
And I cruised up the block, car losed up the top
I take the breeze, quick break the trees
Feel good as we flippin through the Robb Repo`t
My baby momma ain`t trippin on child suppo`t
[DJ Quik]
Well my baby momma is, because she see havin kids
as a tool for gettin chips, that`s with or without the dip
She told my lawyer she`s a nurse but she can`t spell school
Quite frankly she`s a motherfuckin fool, idiot
Welcome to the city where you might see thangs
Like real threats, fake breasts, negativity hangs
over the city like a puppet string, pullin you up
You think they love you `til the director yells cut
Now they packin you with ice and zippin you up
[Chorus]
It`s on tonight, get licked, get gone tonight
[KJ] And for once, in my life, everything`s gonna be, alright
G`d up, my mind is freed up
[KJ] From the day, through the night, everything`s gonna be, alright
[DJ Quik]
Now on Arabian Spruce, Seagram`s bumpy and juice
We used to bag and then truce, we used to sag and get loose
Not the kind of cats that`s out to steal your bag and your jewels
But we check your medication just to see if you cool
You can`t be dyin on us, after you live off of hemp
We party hard, like Ludacris Kim and Shock and them
We in that sunshine state where the bomb-ass hen be
And hemp be the beats we flip thee and we pimps thee simply
[Ludacris]
So stay with me, and let`s get tipsy
Rememberin the days on the block sippin whiskey
Runnin `round grinnin, runnin `round sinnin
Gettin lit, then I wonder why my head kept spinnin
But I`m all grown up now, less throwin up now
Record blowed up, so my hood throwed up
Now let`s break loose cause your boy`s around
And tonight we gon` celebrate bein alive, riiiiight
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
It`s just one of those days, without a care in the world
You ain`t gotta look mean, I know you care for your girl
But she`s lookin this way and I`m gonna come get her
Fresh haircut, so I`m feelin quite kipper
Can`t nothin go wrong cause my strap`s on my back
And if fools wanna scrap then my tool will attack
But forget the click-clack, ain`t no need for the steel
Just a straight house party and some meat on the grill
[DJ Quik]
Now if it`s Los Angeles, watch a boss handle biz
I`ma put this on my kids, stupid it`s an outfit
If you ain`t been around the world keep yo` mouth zipped
Or you`ll be wonderin where yo` house went
You see I`m not normal and I`m not a homo
I`m mo` apt to shoot a porno with you in cornrows
And call it "More Hoes: Volume 5, Volume 6"
And show `em in the back of my truck, at the FreakNic
Trick, what`chu workin with?
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
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[Quik] Gotta keep it a secret (woo!)
[Luda] Ay man let me ask you somethin man
[Luda] You ever have one of them days where you felt like
[Luda] you mighta got rid of all the bad seeds in your life?
[Luda] Y`knahmean like you just got your paycheck
[Luda] Paid off a car note or somethin
[Luda] Just jumped out the shower feelin fresh than a muh`fucka
[Luda] Witcha good shoes on, y`knahmtalkinbout?
[Quik] You mean like, paid off a Cadillac car note?
[Luda] Like a Cadillac, like you ready to throw a party
[Luda] Like call e`rybody you know, don`t even plan it, just do it
[Quik] In Compton we call that spur of the moment
[Luda] Well let`s do it, spur of the moment, whattup?
[Ludacris]
Well you can bring the drinks a little mo` my way
More I say, on another hot sunny Cali-for-nye day
Just touched down, called up my 8-1-8
fo` a date with some other bust downs
And I cruised up the block, car losed up the top
I take the breeze, quick break the trees
Feel good as we flippin through the Robb Repo`t
My baby momma ain`t trippin on child suppo`t
[DJ Quik]
Well my baby momma is, because she see havin kids
as a tool for gettin chips, that`s with or without the dip
She told my lawyer she`s a nurse but she can`t spell school
Quite frankly she`s a motherfuckin fool, idiot
Welcome to the city where you might see thangs
Like real threats, fake breasts, negativity hangs
over the city like a puppet string, pullin you up
You think they love you `til the director yells cut
Now they packin you with ice and zippin you up
[Chorus]
It`s on tonight, get licked, get gone tonight
[KJ] And for once, in my life, everything`s gonna be, alright
G`d up, my mind is freed up
[KJ] From the day, through the night, everything`s gonna be, alright
[DJ Quik]
Now on Arabian Spruce, Seagram`s bumpy and juice
We used to bag and then truce, we used to sag and get loose
Not the kind of cats that`s out to steal your bag and your jewels
But we check your medication just to see if you cool
You can`t be dyin on us, after you live off of hemp
We party hard, like Ludacris Kim and Shock and them
We in that sunshine state where the bomb-ass hen be
And hemp be the beats we flip thee and we pimps thee simply
[Ludacris]
So stay with me, and let`s get tipsy
Rememberin the days on the block sippin whiskey
Runnin `round grinnin, runnin `round sinnin
Gettin lit, then I wonder why my head kept spinnin
But I`m all grown up now, less throwin up now
Record blowed up, so my hood throwed up
Now let`s break loose cause your boy`s around
And tonight we gon` celebrate bein alive, riiiiight
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
It`s just one of those days, without a care in the world
You ain`t gotta look mean, I know you care for your girl
But she`s lookin this way and I`m gonna come get her
Fresh haircut, so I`m feelin quite kipper
Can`t nothin go wrong cause my strap`s on my back
And if fools wanna scrap then my tool will attack
But forget the click-clack, ain`t no need for the steel
Just a straight house party and some meat on the grill
[DJ Quik]
Now if it`s Los Angeles, watch a boss handle biz
I`ma put this on my kids, stupid it`s an outfit
If you ain`t been around the world keep yo` mouth zipped
Or you`ll be wonderin where yo` house went
You see I`m not normal and I`m not a homo
I`m mo` apt to shoot a porno with you in cornrows
And call it "More Hoes: Volume 5, Volume 6"
And show `em in the back of my truck, at the FreakNic
Trick, what`chu workin with?
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
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