Yeah, yeah This one goes out to all the pretty young ladies out there In pretty young lady land, see what I'm saying I just want you to just peep over
Just like a sunny day, I'm gonna shine You better cover yo face, or you'll be blind Oh big shiny blades, that's how I ride Just like a sunny day, watch
Hey, this song is dedicated to the girl Brenda With the big breast-eses In the ass like the black girls I love you Brenda Oh when, oh when, oh when are
Pimpin' is alive, these niggas just jive I've been stackin' an' mackin' since '75 When I come through in the Benz, hoes tell they friends that That's
[Baby talking] Um hmm...fo sho You can do big thangs when you're a Big Tymer And even if you ain't nigga just keep grindin' nigga You really ain't got
Yeah, yeah, yeah Nah just kidding, ha ha ha Welcome to the side of the world where we just do What the fuck we want to And smoke how we wanna smoke And
You can't judge an apple by looking at the tree You can't judge honey by looking at the bee You can't judge a daughter by looking at the mother You can
[W.C.:] man I aint gon be shit in the morning after drinking that uh .. [Ice Cube:] ...if I can sell you the american dream, I can sell you anything [
(techniec) I been dyin to ride Been dyin to shine Dyin to rob Been dyin to rep this side Dyin to serve Dyin for cheese To raise up out the hood I been
[Chorus] Put yo hood up! [4X] Put yo click up! [4X] Represent yo' shit muthafuuuucka [2X] Represent yo click muthafuuuucka [2X] [Verse 1] Well shake
Let's put a new coat of paint On this lonesome old town Set 'em up, set 'em up We'll be knockin' 'em down You wear a dress babe I'll wear a tie, we'll
I heard it on the radio Let it be, so I let go See if it made a difference I tried to walk a different pace Show the world, the other face I hide away
Don't touch the rain without a raincoat Now what's up with my homies out there? Bitches straight carryin' diseases and you don't seem to care Don't control
Going with Company "E" to the first wave I moved to get a close up The first soldier of the opposite party stopped midway And cried. Are these the shots
Coughing, blues? : "gol, bret--don't touch me there!" Bret: I'm gonna tell you who we are. Well we're big rock singers We got golden fingers
First, scattered, splash-'n-splatter from the whomb On the planet boy First emotions-'n-notions, to drink from that potion Mothermilk that fills still
If I ruled the earth I'd sail ships over seas till sundown. Then I'd return in dark to walk these streets alone. By day I hear the serpents calling me
St. Catharine's Psychiatric Help Line, this is Nancy I'm sure this is all gonna sound really ridiculous And I don't exactly expect anyone to believe