5:30 in the morning and I haven't been to sleep
A pair of raggedly ass ProWings on my feet
Ten dollars in my pocket and now I'm on the creep
to the double-up spot cos the shit is comin cheap
It's 1984 and the rocks is all fat
Southern California, LA is where it's at
I'm smokin like a motherfuckin choo-choo train
Big cocaine inside my brain, aah
But nobody knows that I'm on the hype
Use to be in CREAM, well now I hit the pipe
Face sucked in, yellow tooth grin
No bitches, no friends, no ends to spend
I'm stuck like a rat in a sticky ass trap
and I sold everything but my motherfuckin gat
I got a habit like a rabbit and I wanna stop it
but I can't cos I'm locked 'n da closet
Bridge:
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Oh make me wanna holler, right into my life
Listen homey
No rehabilitation, no wantin to talk to...
Doin crimes on every fuckin place I can walk to
I still get props in the hood when I stroll by
Cos niggas don't know that I'm smokin like Popeye
Mama's in the kitchen cookin rice
Daddy's in the pen doin life
Sister gotta husband, she's a wife
And I'm in the backyard hittin the pipe
It's been three or four months since I started usin
It's a uphill battle and now I know I'm losin
I go to the spots where my face ain't familiar
and I cook here jack cos I don't know these niggas
I'm livin like a peasant and it ain't pleasant
I think I need to change my direction
I got the five dollar piece now I'm all in the carpet
in the dark cos I'm locked 'n da closet
Chorus:
Someone's knockin at the door, somebody's ringin a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet, somebody's goin to hell
Do me a favour, open the door and let em have it
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah
One year done passed and now I'm lookin dusty
Disgusted because my own mama don't trust me
My sister's on the trip cos she knows I'm on the hit
And I can't take this shit
There's a rumour goin round that I'm puffin heavily
and my neighbours is lookin at me crazy, G
I guess they figured out that I broke in they house
and stole all they shit while they was out
My sister told my aunt and my aunt told Pam
and Pam let it slip to that bitch Roxanne
Roxanne told Bill and Bill told Duke
Now the whole hood knows that I play the flute
But before I lost my respect
I didda lick your dumb ass on a jet, SHIT!
Now I'm back to life, yeah I'm back to reality
Ain't no side effects or technicalities
There's one thing about it when your life is fucked
At the bottom the only way to go is up, aah
No more cocaine bitches
I kick the door off the motherfuckin hinges
I'm out the closet *screaming*
Chorus:
Someone's knockin at the door, somebody's ringin a bell
Somebody's lockedn da closet, somebody's goin to hell
Do me a favour, open the door and let em have it
let em have it
Someone's knockin at the door, somebody's ringin a bell
Somebody's locked n da closet, somebody's goin to hell
Do me a favour, open the door and let em have it
Ooh yeah yeah yeah yeah
We breakin’ up Monday, Tuesday
We blowin’ dubs Wednesday, Thursday
She shake it up Friday, Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
It was on
The very first time that I met
That leather was fittin’
That a** in that skintight sweater
Was curvin’ around that body
And I painted a picture in my mind
I wrote a letter ‘bout us gettin’ together
Green eyes, dark hair, honey brown complexion
I was rollin’ in a bucket, she was rollin’ a Lexus, I
sweat it
Now we can do the damn thing if she wanna
If she don’t, I’m just satisfied with Ben and Cerconas
Drink Coronas just as long as she don’t leave me alone
I can name 50 n****s now that wanted to b*** her
But they didn’t, now I’m happy ‘bout the place that
I’m sittin’
Didn’t buy s***, my name is still on her kitten
Written in platinum, she don’t just love me for
rappin’ and actin’
She love my mind, the way I’m dippin’ and matchin’ my
blackness
Her reactions are like fatal attraction
She jackin’ and blastin’ and ridin’ for the man that’s
she rackin’
We breakin’ up Monday, Tuesday
We blowin’ dubs Wednesday, Thursday
She shake it up Friday, Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
So shake it up (Shake it up)
Do your thing little mama
Shake it up (Shake it up)
Bend over, touch your toes and
Shake it up (Shake it up)
I like the way you move that
Shake it up (Shake it up)
Just shake-shake-shake-shake-shake (Shake)
She my main squeeze, my only thang, maintains
Sometimes the s*** that I be sayin’
She the only one that understand
She my Boo, my freak, I know that I’m her main man
So f*** these h***s and bulls*** n****s with these
same gangs
I let my chain hang and still claim the same thang
And even when she don’t love me, I’m the same man
N**** that she call when she needs somebody to talk to
her
Hit her from the back, yell at E and walk wit’ her
She got a lot to offer, look what she brought with her
She got brains and taps that leave n****s to stalk
with her
She don’t care about the houses, cars, sex and
bling-bling
Even though 9 and a half inches is a big thing
She ain’t the type that be creepin’ or sleepin’
And jumpin’ in other n****s jeeps and
When I’m out of town on business
When I’m on a mission to put us in a position
Where we don’t have to do nothin’
But show the love and kick it, live it
We breakin’ up Monday, Tuesday
We blowin’ dubs Wednesday, Thursday
She shake it up Friday, Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
So shake it up (Shake it up)
Do your thing little mama
Shake it up (Shake it up)
Bend over, touch your toes and
Shake it up (Shake it up)
I like the way you move that
Shake it up (Shake it up)
Just shake-shake-shake-shake-shake (Shake)
We breakin’ up Monday, Tuesday
We blowin’ dubs Wednesday, Thursday
She shake it up Friday, Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
We breakin’ up Monday, Tuesday
We blowin’ dubs Wednesday, Thursday
She shake it up Friday, Saturday
I beat it up all day on Sunday
So shake it up (Shake it up)
Do your thing little mama
Shake it up (Shake it up)
Bend over, touch your toes and
Shake it up (Shake it up)
I like the way you move that
Shake it up (Shake it up)
Just shake-shake-shake-shake-shake (Shake)
