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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