Intro



Bust It, Bust It, Friday Night Swingin You Know What I'm Sayin



With Mista Lawnge And My Man Jermaine, And Jack Whose Names Is Joe



Check It Check It Check It Yo C'mon



Lyrics



I Been Around, I Been Around



I Been Around Town



Sounds You Know I'm Down



That Many Cannot Get Down



But Not Me, We Kick It All Day And Night See



Although You Know In A Minute



Right Now You Know Not Who I Be



So I Kick It For A Second



Yes I Kick It For A Sec



Get Wreck, And Double Check



Got To Play With Your Select



Name Is Dres, D-R-E-S



Yes I Guess That It Is



Ya Gotta Bag Of Buddha Well Smoke A Sess



I'm The Type Of Brother That The Girls Always Select



It's Not Because They're Out To Come



It's Cause They're Out To Come Correct



I Talk About A Ho, Because A Ho I Know



And If You Do The Honey Tea



Then I Guess Too You Would Talk So



Play Me Not, If My Phone Book Is Bigger



Don't Get Hot Cause I Clock The Fat Figure



Told Ya I'm A Singa Got My Finga On The Trigga



Cause Everybody Hates The Fly Nigga



Play Me Not Close If Your Jean Is Made Of Plastic



If Your Best To Play It Down



Then You Should Walk Faster



Don't Give Me A Pound If You Bust That In Your Hand



Play Me Out Never Cause I Came To Understand



Do It To, For A Minute



I Do For Me Too



Push Me Up And I'll Pull Myself Through



Watch My Back And I'll Watch My Front



Got What I Want, C-ya Hate To Be Ya



Got A Nie, Got A Shot, Got A Catch Twenty-two



Damned If I Don't And I'm Damned If I Do



Fightin Over Cities How They're Fightin On My Block



Over There Is Liberation Over Here Is For A Rock



No Not Pop Rock, No Not Pop Rock