C'mon Xzibit Yeah... Ahh, ahh, E-Dub It's that millennium ridiculous flow, I never let go Niggaz gettin' knocked out is part of my show Let 'em know who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler

I'm a good heart yute Yo yo, yeah, uh I got good parts, and bad parts, but good arse yute (Umm) Yeah, you got a good arm too (Yeah) You said he's dodgy but I should ask you (Switch it) They say man are vicious I say man are dodgy, they move mad

We'll be the stars! No, we're never gonna turn to dust, Oh, no, we're never gonna step too far Yeah, we're holding on to who we are When it's time to close your eyes They will see us in the sky, We can reach the constellations Trust me, all our dreams

Hey, let me in Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, all those stars drip down like butter Promises are sweet We hold out our pans, lift our hands to catch them We eat them up, drink them up, up, up, up I only wish that I could hear you whisper down Mister fisherman,

1 am, we probably be at the club 2 am, we probably leaving the club All the bad bitches, yeah, they leaving with us Pull up, Lamborghini, got them eating the dust, oh Lord Bad bitch (hold up), that's a bad bitch (hold up) They call me lil' fish 'cause I

I'm a gargoyle (word) Got 'em hard boiled (boiled) Where this popcorn? (Pop) I'm on top floors (hey) Bitch, I'm country (top, top, top) I mean Tom Sawyer Black on black mirror (yeah) That is charcoal No (What lil' shawty, what lil' shawty say)

No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day Laying by my chopper, chopper laying by my safe Laying by my chopper, its laying by my safe No matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day, yeah Hop up out that motherfucker swagging Hop up out

I be on the moon, by myself They say that they real but I can't tell That's why I got this Glocky by my belt If you try to stop me, won't end well Fuck up the scene, yeah, fuck up the scene, yeah Uzi wan' party he say he got bitches and I got the beans

Quiero volver a explorar tu cuerpo Ver tu cara cuando lo tengas andentro Motívate, utilízame, dime cuando te vuelva a ver Pa’ hacértelo como te lo hice yo Pa’ hacértelo como te lo hice yo Los chulitos Hey, yeah, oh Mi cuerpo extraña tu piel

(Now they wanna grab the guns and come and get ya) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) (It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, see ya picture) yeah One time for the homie DJ Screw Already, I'm feeling throwed in this bitch Up so