[Chorus 1] We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday We blowing up Wednesday and Thursday She shake it up Friday and Saturday I beat it up all day on Sunday [Verse 1] It was on the very first time that I met her That leather was fittin that ass and that skin tight sweater Was curvin around that body and I painted a picture In my mind I wrote a letter bout us getting together Green eyes dark hair honey brown complextion I was rollin in a bucket she was rollin a lexus I sweat it now we can do the damn thang if she wanna If she don't I'm just satisfied with bendin some cornas Drink coronas just as long as she don't leave me alona I can name fifty niggas now that wanted to bone her But they didn't I'm happy bout the place that im sittin Didn't buy shit 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 in matchin My blackness, her reactions are like fatal attractions she jackin and blastin and ridin for the man that shes rackin [Chorus 2] We breakin up, Monday and Tuesday We blowin up Wednesday and Thursday She shake it up Friday and Saturday I beat it up all day on Sunday [ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/coolio-lyrics/shake-it-up-lyrics.html ] So shake it up (shake it up) Do yo thang little mamma shake it up (shake it up) Bend over touch yo toes and shake it up (shake it up) I like the way you move now shake it up (shake it up) Just shake shake shake shake shake (shake) [Verse 2] She my main squeeze only thing maintained Sometime tha that shit I be sayin she the only one that understand She my boo my freak i know that I'm her main man So fuck these hos and bullshit niggas with these same games I let my chain hang and still claim the same thang And even when she don't love me I'm the same main Nigga that she call when she need somebody to talk to Hit her from the back eat and walk wit her She got a lot to offer look what she brought with her She got brains and taps that leave niggas that start wit her She don't care about houses cars sex and bling bling Even though nine and half inches is a big thang She aint the type that be creepin and sleepin and jumpin in other niggas jeepin When im outta town on business When im on a mission to put us in a position Where we don't have to do nothin but show the love and kick it listen [Chorus 1] [Chorus 2]
Intro: (*MC introducing Coolio*)
Alright alright, alright alright alright. Next we got a guy comin out from
Compton, California, gonna tell you all about his experiment with a drug
called Stix. That's some kind of embalment fluid mixed with scherm those
niggas down in...ha, those black guys down in Compton.
*guy toking up*
Yo stop that!
Hook (x2):
Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb?
Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb?
Verse 1:
Pass me the dip, it's time to take a hit
of the potent ass shit the kind that make you strip
Two headed critter, now I'm an airplane
flyin high inside my brain
You know karate, I no rizzeign
Try to beat me down I feel no pain
Puffer, toker, loopy loop smoker
Coolio loca, laugh like The Joker
Loony, psychotic, nutty, kinda crazy
Down for mine that's the way mama raised me
Summertime we freak in the heat
Butt naked in the middle of the street
We're smokin stix
Yeah
Hook (x2)
Verse 2:
If you don't know how to do it, yo here's how ya do it
Take the scherm and cigarette and dip it in the fluid
Oh my God! Oh my God! Now the shit is lookin lovely
Light and stars all around me and above me
Never feelin good, I watch a motherfucker work
{ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/coolio-lyrics/smokin_-stix-lyrics.html }
Try to step into the Circle I chop em up like wood
put em in an envelope and send it off to Interscope
Cos nigga's gettin short, I'm chokin from the smoke
I pass it to my homey so he can take a toke
Got a large loot, got it robbin that's cos I was broke
Jumped in the bucket, mad styles like a demon
If only you could trip off that shit that I'm seein
I got to get a grip cos the nigga's about to flip
Sometimes that's how it get when you're smokin stix
Yeah
Hook (x2)
Verse 3:
Wake up the next morning in a cold sweat
under the bed, soakin wet, wearin boots and a hair net
Empty .45 was layin on the dresser
Last night I played the role of the tester
Toked up a good bag, Jenna had a good nap
Flashback got me ready to scrap
I don't know what I done did
and I don't know where I done been
I know last night I robbed my friend
and if that's wrong then call it a sin
But I was broke and broke ain't no joke
and I can't cope without my Smith so
so dip it up and watch me suck it up
and I'll get fucked up and I might go nuts
So pass the loot motherfucker, pass the loot!
Pass the loot motherfucker to a troop
We're smokin stix
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I take a look at my life and realize there's nuttin left
Cause I've been blastin and laughin so long that
Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone
But I ain't never crossed a man that didn't deserve it
Me be treated like a punk, you know that's unheard of
You better watch how you talkin, and where you walkin
Or you and your homies might be lined in chalk
I really hate to trip, but I gotta loc
As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
I'm the kinda G the little homies wanna be like
On my knees in the night
Sayin prayers in the street light
*L.V.*
We've been spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
(repeat)
We keep spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paraside
(repeat)
Look at the situation, they got me facin
I can't live a normal life, I was raised by the state
So I gotta be down with the hood team
Too much television watchin got me chasin dreams
I'm a educated fool with money on my mind
Got my ten in my hand and a gleam in my eye
I'm a loc'ed out gangsta, set-trippin banger
And my homies is down, so don't arouse my anger, fool
[. From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/c/coolio-lyrics/gangsta-paradise-lyrics.html .]
Death ain't nuthin but a heart beat away
I'm livin life do-or-die-a, what can I say?
I'm twenty-three now, but will I live to see twenty-fo'?
The way things is goin I dunno
*L.V.*
Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones we hurt -- are you and me
We've been spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
(repeat)
We keep spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
(repeat)
Power and the money, money and the power
Minute after minute, hour after hour
Everybody's runnin, but half of them ain't lookin
It's goin on in the kitchen, but I dont know what's cookin
They say I got ta learn, but nobody's here to teach me
If they cant understand it, how can they reach me?
I guess they cain't -- I guess they won't
I guess they frontin; that's why I know my life is outta luck, fool
*L.V.*
We've been spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
(repeat)
We keep spending most our lives
Living in the Gangsta's Paradise
(repeat)
Tell me why are we -- so blind to see
That the ones we hurt -- are you and me
(repeat)
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