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Down For Whatever - Remastered
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Letra
Damn
I'm broke
My feet hurt
(Inside the mind of a car jacker)
And that bitch is slipping
It makes me wanna creep
Damn
It makes me wanna creep
(I've got something for your mind, your body, and your soul)
(I've got something for your mind, your body, and your soul)
Damn I'm such a G it's pathetic
Here comes the big headed nigga that's dipping
Sipping on Courvoisier
God damn, I must have to floss today
Now pimping ain't easy but it's necessary
So I'm chasing bitches like Tom chased Jerry
I'll put the pedal to the floor
In my two tone Ford Explorer
You know how it's done
Sounds bumping
Ain't that something
Jumped on the 110
She's flying in the Blazer
Like go speed racer
But I ain't gonna chase her
Like Racer X
But I won't flex
Till it's time to have sex
So when you want to get together
'Cause you know a nigga like me
Is down for whatever
Damn
And I'm down for whatever
When I was little I didn't want to be like Mike
I wanted to be like Ike
'Cause papa was a rolling stone in the '60s
And he liked green just like Bill Bixby
Told me that my best friend was a ten and a twenty
Pockets never skinny
Played let's get it on in the living room
And when he got drunk you better give him room
'Cause he'll turn the party out
Saying, this is my mother fucking house
And y'all gots to go through the door
And if you can't find the door
He'll help you with the four four
Talking much shit on the grass
And straight down to blast
I'm still in my PJs
He's in a turtleneck sweater
And we down for whatever
And I'm down
Solid Pro is down for whatever
The Don Jaguar is down for whatever
And it don't seem to stop
I don't talk a lot of shit
But when it's time to get busy with these hoes, let's go
'Cause I'd rather see a skinhead dead
Then my niggas wearing blue or red
'Cause I got the gift to hit them hoes swift
And I'm smelling like a fifth
Of something
Yeah, that's right
I'm standing in the store
Koreans act so nice
'Cause I got potentials to blow up a Winchell's Donut
And you know what
I'm cool like that
Like Digable Planets
But don't take a nigga for granted
'Cause whether it's a verdict or the LA four
You just don't know
That this rapping ass nigga will change with the weather
And be down for whatever
And I'm down
Creep
And I'm down for whatever
Hopping in the Jeep
Ice Cube
Devoid of pop
And I will never dance for you trick ass niggas
It makes me wanna creep
It makes me wanna creep
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