You might find me in the Century Club
Fresh kicks, fresh cut, pocket full of dubs
Box of Altoids for my paranoid niggas actin' foul
Stop smokin' if you can't be proud
Adult star night, not another bar fight
Inglewood players actin' right in the spotlight
Me I'm righter than invisible set
I'm visibly wet, slurrin' and I'm lookin' for my pet
I pass to the massa with her whip on her, ask her
If she sippin' wit'cha bird, if she not we move past her
And I ain't hatin' I'm just diggin' ya ass girl
Is that the collagen shot, is that what'cha momma got?
I'm so rugged, bullet wound in back
of the axe handle blunt force trauma kinda tuggin'
And I ain't never been what the cat drug on
B-Real Quik's to keep ya mean muggin'
California clownin', bounce to sundown
In the moonlight groovin', trippin' off the saloon fight
We Fandango, the next day hangover
got me feelin' like I hit a train with my Range Rover