Hangin' out the passenger side of his best friend's ride Trying to holla at me A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me I don't want no scrub No, I don't want no scrub Oh yes son, I'm talking to you So no, I don't want your number No, I don't want

The way things are going They're going to crucify me Christ you know it ain't easy You know how hard it can be The newspapers said Standing in the dock at Southampton Trying to get to Holland or France The man in the mac said You've got to go back

You should be stronger than me Feel like a lady and you my lady boy 'Cause I've forgotten all of young love's joy You been here 7 years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man? Not pale in comparison to who you think I am You always

Let's embrace the point of no return Smoke and sunset, off Mulholland He was talking, I was wondering 'bout You and that girl, she your girlfriend? Face from heaven, bet the world she don't know Pretty girls don't know the things that I know Walk my way,

Michael Jackson brought you Thriller It made all the gun-man hollar Mack 11 guard your grilla Why you gwan, watch out for Babylon, MC's babble on and on I phenom, Bomb like Ethiopians, not Italions, Queen Asheba, balance like a Libra, Rain like meteor

I'm the plug If y'all niggas need straps, then get at me Well, if you need that, then get at me Dope, coke, crack, man get at me Holla when you need it, my price you can't beat it Holla when you need it; my price you can't beat it We move the work like

A scrub is a guy that can't get no love from me Hangin' out the passenger side Of his best friend's ride Trying to holla at me I don't want no scrub No, I don't want no scrub Oh yes son, I'm talking to you So no, I don't want your number No, I don't want

Let's embrace the point of no return Smoke and sunset, off Mulholland He was talking, I was wondering 'bout You and that girl, she your girlfriend? Face from heaven, bet the world she don't know Pretty girls don't know the things that I know Walk my way,

What it do, Coming at you live, it's your boy big Snoop Dogg Got my nephew Soulja Boy in this mothafucker We need you to move like pronto, like expeditiously, Matter fact Soulja Boy, holla at 'em nephew. Pronto, pronto you know it how we ball She dancin'

You are the star tonight Your sun electric, outta sight Your light eclipsed the moon tonight Electrolite You're outta sight Your eyes are burning holes through me Twentieth century, go to sleep That is obscene Mulholland Drive