Intro
Damn.
I`m broke.
My feet hurt.
(Inside the mind of a car jacker)
And that bitch is slippin.
It makes me wanna..creep.
It makes me wanna..creep.
Verse One
Damn, I`m such a G it`s pathetic
Here comes the big-headed
Nigga that`s dippin
Sippin on Courvoisier
Goddamn I must havta floss today
Now pimpin aint easy but it`s necessary
So I`m chasin bitches like Tom chased Jerry
I`ll put the pedal to the flo-uh
In my two-tone Ford Explo-uh
You know how it`s done
Sounds bumpin
Ain`t that sumthin?
Jumped on the 110
She`s flyin in the Blazer
Like Go Speed Racer
But I ain`t gonna chase her
Like Racer X
But I won`t flex
Til it`s time to have sex
So when you wanna get togetha?
Cause you know a nigga like me
Is down for whatever
And I`m down for whatever
Verse Two
When I was little I didn`t wanna be like Mike
I wanted to be like Ike
Cause
Papa Was A Rolling Stone in the sixties
And he liked green like Bill Bixby
Told me that my best friend was a ten and a twenty
Pokets never skinny
Played let`s get it on in the living room
Cause he`ll turn the party out sayin, This is MY muthafuckin house
And y`all gots to go
Through the door
And if you can`t find the door
He`ll help you with the four-four
Talkin much shit on the grass
And straight down to blast
I`m still in my p.j.`s
He`s in a turtleneck sweater
And we down for whatever
And I`m down
Solid Pro is down for whatever
The Don Jaguar is down for whatever
And it don`t seem to stop
Verse Three
Now
I don`t talk a lot of shit
But when it`s time to get busy with these hos, let`s go
Cause I`d rather see a skinhead dead
Then my niggas wearin blue or red
Cause I got the gift
To hit these hos swift
And I`m smellin like a fifth
Of sumthin
Yeah, that`s right
I`m standin in the store
Koreans
Act so nice
Cause I got potentials to blow up a Winchells
Donut
And you know what?
I`m Cool Like Dat like Digable Planets
But don`t take a nigga for granted
Cause whether it`s a verdict of the L.A. four
You just don`t know
That this rappin-ass nigga will change with the weather
And be down for whatever
Outro
And I`m down
Creep.
And I`m down for whatever
Ice Cube - devoid of pop
And I will never dance for you trick-ass niggas
It makes me wanna..creep.
It makes me wanna..creep.
