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Tuesday, May 09, 2006


Friday night

posted by happylaney @ 9:44 PM  

5 Comments:

  • At 9:48 PM, May 09, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    What? A Friday night and you're not at the Friendly Tavern?

     

  • At 9:57 PM, May 09, 2006, Blogger Michael said…

    This is how we do it.
    It’s friday night, and I feel all right
    The party is here on the west side
    So I reach for my 40 and I turn it up
    Designated driver take the keys to my truck
    Hit the shore ’cause I’m faded
    Honeys in the street say, monty, yo we made it!
    It feels so good in my hood tonight
    The summertime skirts and the guys in kani
    All the gang bangers forgot about the drive-by
    You gotta get your groove on, before you go get paid
    So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
    And let me hear the party say

    I’m kinda buzzed and it’s all because
    (this is how we do it)
    South central does it like nobody does
    (this is how we do it)
    To all my neighbors you got much flavor
    (this is how we do it)
    Let’s flip the track, bring the old school back
    (this is how we do it)

    This is how we do it, all hands are in the air
    And wave them from here to there
    If you’re an o.g. mack or a wanna-be player
    You see the hood’s been good to me
    Ever since I was a lower-case g
    But now I’m a big g. the girls see I got the money
    A hundred-dollar bills y’all

    If you were from where I’m from then you would know
    That I gotta get mine in a big black truck
    You can get yours in a ’64

    Whatever it is, the party’s underway
    So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
    And let me hear the party say


    I’m kinda buzzed and it’s all because
    (this is how we do it)
    South central does it like nobody does
    (this is how we do it)
    Ynv, scc, all my homies
    (this is how we do it)
    I’ll never come wack on an old school track

    Rap:

    Check it out!
    Once upon a time in ’94
    Montell made no money and life sure was slow
    All they said was 6’8 he stood
    And people thought the music that he made was good
    There lived a d.j. and paul was his name
    He came up to monty, this is what he said
    You and og are gonna make some cash
    Sell a million records and we’ll make in a dash

    I’m kinda buzzed and it’s all because
    (this is how we do it)
    South central does it like nobody does
    (this is how we do it)
    To all my neighbors you got much flavor
    (this is how we do it)
    Let’s flip the track, bring the old school back
    (this is how we do it)

     

  • At 5:48 AM, May 10, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    It looks like we are going to a place called "Su ckers."

     

  • At 7:52 AM, May 10, 2006, Blogger happylaney said…

    Mike wins the award for longest comment.

     

  • At 3:53 PM, May 10, 2006, Blogger Michael said…

    Acknowledged.

     

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