It's a Saturday night, my girl's actin' real shi**y
Due to the fact I just left Campbell City
Straight lace Zeniths and vogues on a Point
On my way to the Town to get a doja joint
Pushed to the 7 to get some dank
Hit the liquor store to cold get drank
Now I got my doja, sippin' on Nitro
Peace playboy, I'm on my way to the side show
Down Bancroft, to the light
Let me warm it up, I hit a donut tight
There's a Chevy on my side, windows straight tinted
I think he got hype when he saw me spinnin
I'm up outta there, sideways to the next light
Vogues kinda smokin' but Zeniths still tight
I'm at the side show, parlayin' and playin'
Music on hit, head straight swayin'
To the sounds of the 415 and the Locster
Girlie on the corner on jock, so I approached her
Spoke real smooth and said, "Hey, what's happenin'?"
She said, "Dubble-R, is that you rappin'?"
I said, "Ah nah, baby, that ain't me
You listen to the sounds of the L-o-c
The same clique, the 415, we make paper
But back up, bit*h, I can see you got the vapors"
A lazy, tow up, toe down ho
She's lookin' for some dikk at the side show
