am dance topless

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon, Warren G was on the streets, trying to consume some skirts for the eve, so I could get some phones, rolling MRI, chilling on the go.

Just hit the east side of the LBC, on a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G, seen a car full of girls, ain't no need to tweak, all of you skirts know what's up with 213.

So I hooked select, on 21 and Lewis, some brothers shooting dice, so I said let's do this.

I jumped out the rack, and said what's up, some brothers want some heat, so I said I'ma step.

These girls peeping me, I'ma glide and swerve, these hoops looking so hard, they straight hit the curb.