Creep creep, I'm on the creep creep for the kind bud
O.C. late night, rollin' in the V-Dub
Sick of scrapin' resin so I'm lookin' for a sack
All I learn, I'll head for burn
BSO's got my back
(right on, right on brother, blaze on
Better rip that shit, rip it)
Yeah, this is that 1605 shit
The real Huntington Beach backyard fuckin' garage style
Bump, Bump, Bump
That's the sounds of the 50's while they hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck
Well I'm that pig that the bitches talk about
Saint's what they shout, you got all the clout
A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King
1605... (fool pass me the bing)
Now the stereo is off, I sway, push play
You hear Humble Gods from a mile away
All the heads are bobbin' cause the bass is bumpin'
D-Loc is mumblin'... (I gotta little somethin)
Well then he passed me a Hornet and I took a sip
Sparked up a bowl and I took a rip, trip
Came to a halt at an intersection
Turned up the music at my discretion
D-Loc in the back saying, "What do I see?
A jeep full of freaks just staring at me."
D-Loc was right they was in the Range Rover
Looked over my shoulder, I pulled 'em all over
They got out the car and stepped to my side
I said "Hello ladies let's take a ride
I'm Saint Dog, that's D-Loc the man
Daddy X,that's Rocky the Pimp
So climb on in and don't be shy
We're gonna close the doors and let the games be fly
Once again I said it my name's S-T
It's just another day of a P-T-B"
O.C. late night, rollin' in the V-Dub
Sick of scrapin' resin so I'm lookin' for a sack
All I learn, I'll head for burn
BSO's got my back
(right on, right on brother, blaze on
Better rip that shit, rip it)
Yeah, this is that 1605 shit
The real Huntington Beach backyard fuckin' garage style
Bump, Bump, Bump
That's the sounds of the 50's while they hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck
Well I'm that pig that the bitches talk about
Saint's what they shout, you got all the clout
A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King
1605... (fool pass me the bing)
Now the stereo is off, I sway, push play
You hear Humble Gods from a mile away
All the heads are bobbin' cause the bass is bumpin'
D-Loc is mumblin'... (I gotta little somethin)
Well then he passed me a Hornet and I took a sip
Sparked up a bowl and I took a rip, trip
Came to a halt at an intersection
Turned up the music at my discretion
D-Loc in the back saying, "What do I see?
A jeep full of freaks just staring at me."
D-Loc was right they was in the Range Rover
Looked over my shoulder, I pulled 'em all over
They got out the car and stepped to my side
I said "Hello ladies let's take a ride
I'm Saint Dog, that's D-Loc the man
Daddy X,that's Rocky the Pimp
So climb on in and don't be shy
We're gonna close the doors and let the games be fly
Once again I said it my name's S-T
It's just another day of a P-T-B"
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