West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

Tracksuit grey, black, blue I was just a hope-filled kid like you Left ends broke, gotta win, can't lose Everyting fresh when I came back through Saying they're a road brudda, that's not true I'm not second but I am top two See me in the club with the

You know what I'm saying nigga Its a young nigga know what I'm saying Nigga gon' act like they don't see a young nigga These niggas see a young nigga These bitches see a young nigga Nigga shine, nigga flashing you feel me My nigga Ian up in this bitch

Somebody's been drinking Somebody's been thinking about us Somebody's all alone, picking up the phone Somebody's gonna be knocking Saying 'hey can I stay, one more time, it's ok' So here we go again And they know they ought to just hang up Somebody's

Everybody's talking about heaven like they just can't wait to go Saying how it's gonna be so good, so beautiful Lying next to you, in this bed with you, I ain't convinced 'Cause, I don't know how, I don't know how heaven, heaven Could be better than this

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

West coast shit My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me My shit's the bomb For my niggas drinking Cognac Smoking weed, always

You're working for the clampdown Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong! (working for the clampdown) What are we gonna do now? Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew? 'Cause they're working for the clampdown They put up a poster saying we earn more than