Ahhh! We bout to go this motherfuckin club tonight, yknahmean?
Poke some motherfuckin hoes, yknahmean?
Make sure them hoes, yknahmean? Gon act accordingly, yknahmean?
Some nigga over there tryin to love one hoe
Yknahmean? You got one hoe!
Nigga youse a stone motherfuckin Jackson
Nigga youse a stony Jackson, you cant fuck with us
So nigga, tuck your tail and hide your hoe nigga
We parked our rides, in front of club
All these niggaz started givin us love
Sayin Im the shit, Xzibit you the shit
Jelly Roll get em, can I be for real?
Its Strong Arm and Jelly Roll, cool for real
Yeah motherfucker, why dont you just chill
Cause Im just coolin at the spot
Aint much wrong plus youre makin it hot
I like shinin from all the grindin
Girls best friend, man Im just like diamonds
I like khakis and Air Force Ones
Gangsters in the hood with them air force guns
We poppin them tags, our pockets fat
We fin to put the world in a shopping bag
Nigga X the man, and Im the man
We tryin to make you love it, dont you understand?
If youre with Strong Arm, youre really down with us
If you get high, then get a blunt and roll it up
Your hoods gon ride, then let me see you throw it up
If you ready Im ready see really we dont give a fuck
Getcha ass up if youre really down with us
Girl you aint cute, get on the floor and move your butt
The bar is open everybodys gettin drunk
If youre ready Im ready see really we dont give a fuck
Another night in L.A., the homies all valet
We got it lookin the dub show in front of the place
Strong Arm + 75, we so deep we arrive
and then we swarm like you fucked with the hive
Gotta look a nigga right in the eyes, to tell the truth and the lies
Even the strong find it hard to survive
Another day another dollar we can walk on water
Better, drop your tone, you aint nobodys father
Hotter than about a buck shot your carne asada
X burn down the town like a path of lava
Pathological drama so we got it inside
Is it the wine or the women its so hard to decide
Look alive its crackin; this is organized street hustlin
with corporate backin promotin interstate traffic (traffic)
Classic, smash out right
Cause live from Los Angeles its Saturday Night
Cause I, can get yo ass on the floor
Cause this, is this the funk that you want?
The hand, it comes way up in the air
And wave em all around like you just dont caaaaaaaaare
Bitch, come off of those pots
Stop, shake that junk in your trunk
See you, can move this groovyville shit
The shake that makes the whollllle club flip
You might get shot in the face if you dont stay in your place
You aint a soldier like me you a fuckin disgrace
X move like a shark in the water, Im dodgin death and disorder
Ill get you hit it wont cost me a quarter
I was sent here to strangle and slaughter in no particular order
Your big mouth might endanger your daughter
Another day another digit Ima speak it and live it
Better get yourself a gun fore you fuck with Xzibit
Pockets shorter than a midget, you can fuckin forget it
X green light the target and easily hit it
Grab the zone and split it so we smokin them woods
Steady givin niggaz the business and keepin it hood
Firearms we packin, this is military mindstate
thats ready for action we mercenaries and assassins (blastin)
Clashin, smash out right
Cause live from Los Angeles its Saturday Night
Lets hit the club and get it on tonight
Lets get drunk this is Saturday Night
Just got paid, shine my chrome up tight
Time to get it crackin, off the Henn tonight
X is here, the gang is here
Jelly Roll production bangin crystal clear
Ive been low, now check my highs
Million dollar niggaz right before yo eyes
In Los Angeles, homey (its Saturday Night)
In Houston, dogg (its Saturday Night)
In Miami, mate (its Saturday Night)
In Atlanta, shorty (its Saturday Night)
In St. Louis, dirty (its Saturday Night)
In New Orleans wodie, yo (its Saturday Night)
In New York City, yo (its Saturday Night)
Around the world baby, yo (its Saturday Night)
On some straight motherfuckin pimpin shit, yknahmean?
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