Lirik Lagu Fuckin' Wit The House Party - WC
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"L.A.! Californ-I-A!" (repeat 4X)
It all started on a Saturday night, I was at the TiltFaded off a eightball, when I got the phone callI recognized the voice right off the batOctavia, a.k.a. the neighbor-hood-ratI used to run up in her but I had to play brokecause the bitch was known to twist mo' than hundred spokesTalkin bout a party she was givin and niggaz was dippinShe wanted me and my crew to come through andI couldn't find CJ, Toones was out of townAnd Mack and Cube wasn't out nowhere to be foundAnd all that bendin solo shit, played out with Cooley HighEven in the movie Damon caught a black eye bitch!Ain't no peace treaty motherfuckers is losinIn nineteen-ninety-eight, ain't too many niggaz chosinSo what makes you think I'm comin out tonight hoe?You must be on Triple D: Dick, Dope and DynamiteShe kept claimin that security was tightAnd if I came, we'd both be comin tonightSo I jumped off my kizznouch, grabbed a coat and my coatPicturin my dick all down this bitch throatLoaded up my heater, took the black ninaJumped in my rizzide, headed for the WestsideRollin in the rigga with the naughtyBumpin "Flashlight" fool, headed for the party
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"{WC} Uh-huh, uh-huh, fuckin with house party"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"{WC} Shit ain't safe"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"{WC} Kids don't try this at home"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
It's goin down, the music got the whole block blastinAnd all I see is titties and bitches with big assesI couldn't make it through, I had to go backand park around the corner cause the street was packedSo now I'm bailin to the party, eyes damn near shutHeater on my side, plus I'm high as fuckStraight trippin off 40's, hoodrats and shitWith niggaz names tatted on they ankles and wristsAnd all these Cutlasses next to empty bottles of HenneseyAn early indication
It all started on a Saturday night, I was at the TiltFaded off a eightball, when I got the phone callI recognized the voice right off the batOctavia, a.k.a. the neighbor-hood-ratI used to run up in her but I had to play brokecause the bitch was known to twist mo' than hundred spokesTalkin bout a party she was givin and niggaz was dippinShe wanted me and my crew to come through andI couldn't find CJ, Toones was out of townAnd Mack and Cube wasn't out nowhere to be foundAnd all that bendin solo shit, played out with Cooley HighEven in the movie Damon caught a black eye bitch!Ain't no peace treaty motherfuckers is losinIn nineteen-ninety-eight, ain't too many niggaz chosinSo what makes you think I'm comin out tonight hoe?You must be on Triple D: Dick, Dope and DynamiteShe kept claimin that security was tightAnd if I came, we'd both be comin tonightSo I jumped off my kizznouch, grabbed a coat and my coatPicturin my dick all down this bitch throatLoaded up my heater, took the black ninaJumped in my rizzide, headed for the WestsideRollin in the rigga with the naughtyBumpin "Flashlight" fool, headed for the party
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"{WC} Uh-huh, uh-huh, fuckin with house party"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"{WC} Shit ain't safe"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"{WC} Kids don't try this at home"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
It's goin down, the music got the whole block blastinAnd all I see is titties and bitches with big assesI couldn't make it through, I had to go backand park around the corner cause the street was packedSo now I'm bailin to the party, eyes damn near shutHeater on my side, plus I'm high as fuckStraight trippin off 40's, hoodrats and shitWith niggaz names tatted on they ankles and wristsAnd all these Cutlasses next to empty bottles of HenneseyAn early indication
