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(Double K) 
I was chillin at the crib about 12 o clock 
When Thes Love called up  he knew a party we could rock 
Sometime around 8  yo we can't be late 

(Thes One) 
So straight I'll pick you up at seven  dig inside the crate 
And find a fresh plate to rotate to make the b boys get aches 
And me and you  the super MC's to get the cake 

(Double K) 
Word up! I called the posse  we can all roll out, 
Cause once we step up in the party, yo we make the ladies shout 
People Under the Stairs, yeah and you know we got the clout 
Packed up my records, rolled up the blunt 

(Thes One) 
I got out the black book, tried to call up this stunt 
She wasn't home, so I paged her, left the celly on roam 
And we out to the night, right on Pico 
Rolled down the street, stopped at the red light 

(Double K) 
Kept on going, made a right on Sierra Bonita, 
Yo Thes, where's your fake ID? Ya know we need a 
Little bit of liquor for the night 

(Thes One) 
I was born in 1974! 

(Double K) 
Yeah, right! 

(Thes One) 
Word! Corona represent just enough to get me screamin 
Like them other latin brothers whose intoxicated demon's 
Tape bumps lovely, we keep it goin, ain't mine on deck 
The backseat complete, goin and goin 

(Double K) 
Turned up the beats and hopped on the ten 
Talkin lot about the pigeons that we bout to see again 
Yo I'm tryin to stop drinkin, but nigga pass the cup! 
This fool Thes is freestylin, almost passed the exit up 

(Thes One) 
Because the drinkin and drivin's a guaranteed no no 
Cause with the bottle in my hand, it's fuckin up my rhyme flow 
I went right, kinda slow, at the bottom of the ramp 
Ten car caravan, undisputed champion 

(Double K) 
Pulled up to the place, had to find a parking space 
This ugly bitch was looking at us so I give the gas face 

(Thes One) 
Hey yo, her friends was butt too but they jocked this big crew 
Told the bitch to jump in the jeep, I'll take you to the zoo 

(Double K) 
Ha ha! Word 
Her head was all big 
They should've been at the zoo though 

Got up to the line (five dollars please!) 
Oh we're with the DJ (nope, five dollars please!) 
Bitch, we're with the DJ (FIVE DOLLARS PLEASE!) 
I'ma have to beat your ass 
(alright just let me stamp your hand, get in there!) 

I was the first one in and the crew was behind 
So I kept on walkin, couldn't waste no time 
Bumped into this white guy that I knew 
He offered me a brew, I was like fuck it 
Took it to the head, now I'm through 
So he laughed, rolled another one up 
This fool Thes is pushin it, puttin gin in my cup 
Now I'm toked back, can't walk worth shit 
He lamp lit the J and I hit that shit 
Took about a hundred pulls, at least that's how it felt 
Chillin with my boy, at least that's how it felt 
Realized I was buggin then I saw Mike's pops 
When I decide to spark the beedie and relaxed at the spot 
Yo, to the DJ, throw on 2Pac 
I walked back in and showed the stamp, felt like I was shot 
Oh my God! Saw this brown skinned cutie 
With a big booty, titties big as hell, looked like Tootie 
Hey girl, how you doin, oh shit I looked back 
My nigga Thes is on the mic about to bust another rap 

Yo, this fool Thes, 
Ay man you bout to rap huh 
(Hey is that Thes?) 
Do it do it! 

(Thes One) 
Mic Check one two, how do you do, I'm Thes! 
The party honored guest cause the crew gets blessed 
Never have I stressed, ask my man J Quest 
I rock the mic possessed when the beat's compressed 
I rotate grills or analogs at best 
It's the true B-Boy and that always gets respect 
Pass the Corona, keep two in the icechest 
Pull a girl like a plug cause I'm finessed 
Find me when I seem sexually represesed 
I treat em really good til they get obsessed 
They actin kinda funny and they get bloodtests 
If they actin ill I go and take the next best 
You MC's be rappin funny, I'm not impressed 
Standin like products of parental incest 
But son, my tape's for sale so I hope you invest 
Sunny up on skills, that's what I suggest 
If you think you're fresh, you catch a litmus test 
Drop some fresh rhymes, that is my request 
You got no heart, let me lay you down to rest 
I invoke the hiphop citizen's arrest 
My name is.... yo man 

(Double K) 
Hey that fool done kicked the cord out! 

(Thes One) 
Plug me back in yo! 

(Double K) 
Ay, what's up? What's up? 
Man, fuck these motherfuckers 

(Voice in the background) 
Party's over, 
Everyone out of my house! 

(Double K) 
Yo Thes, yo, ay I'm fucked up, 
I'm fucked up, I can't... yo I can't walk....ashit

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