Peace to hoes..
Jeff Stewart's in the motherfuckin house
Peace to Cool V
Peace to D Mac T Smooth Todd Lightland
The girls look so good..
The girls look so good..
Somethin to pump in your ride when you're cruisin
The girls look so good..
The girls look so good..
Checkin out the female species peace to the underground
{*shouts out some people can't tell who*}
The girls look so good..
The girls look so good..
The girls look so good..
The girls look so good..
G, Phil, Cliff, word em up
DLA word em up yo
[Erick Sermon]
here we go cruisin, me and my boys rollin four deep
in the A-U streets, seein who we can meet
Beep beep, a crew of girls in their green Cherokee
Screamin, "That's Erick G," my boys gettin happy B
Err, ERRR, the girls made a U-turn
Pulled up beside me, tires smellin burned (yea yea)
I scoped the whole car yo before I spoke
to see which one was dope before I start actin loc
That's crazy, "How you doin baby? The one
with the daisies, short top with the paisleys
What's your name? Oh they call you Lucky?"
Had Child's Play on my mind but none of us was Chucky
"So what are you doin? Follow me to my crib"
I had the girls trailin, had my system wailin (boom boom)
Drove off, and my boys screamin loud
Happy for the hoes because they wasn't crows (word me up)
We argued, on who gets who
The first pick is mine, respect from my crew
I took the freaky deaky one who was drivin
She looked like she was widdit, I definitely want to hit it
(word em up) Jeff screamed, "We're goin out for the cause
and when we get there, we're goin straight for the drawers"
