I Get Around

Lyrics

[Intro] (Flea) [Chorus] Looking for the drank in your city, nigga, I buy the town Pool party just like Pac, nigga, I get around Country boys in LA, nigga, I'm buying pounds I don't remember that bitch face, nigga, I get around 2K flat for the pint, this boy showing love Groupie hoes all in my face 'cause I'm going up Backend came from the show, now I'm pouring up RPs hugging on my stomach, now I'm throwing up (Dig?) [Verse 1] They show the kid mad love when I'm coming around GPS navigation, bitch, I get around (Phew) I was bumping Big Moe when I was robbing 'round town Must've forgot that it was like this, think 'bout robbing 'em now Keisha sipper, your shit is temporary, you leasing niggas Big Dipper, in the Wraith, think 'bout spinning niggas Hazel with me, mud brother, pouring eights with me (Dig?) Bass kicking, Ferrari car, I'm just racing in it (Gotta dig it) My time now, I'm cooling now, I'm just pacing with it Countless bitch, good head, include her braces in it Trackhawk, we going up, there ain't no braking in it (Dig?) Grabba leaf, grab that bitch and put an eighthy in it [Chorus] Looking for the drank in your city, nigga, I buy the town Pool party just like Pac, nigga, I get around Country boys in LA, nigga, I'm buying pounds I don't remember that bitch face, nigga, I get around 2K flat for the pint, this boy showing love Groupie hoes all in my face 'cause I'm going up Backend came from the show, now I'm pouring up RPs hugging on my stomach, now I'm throwing up [Verse 2] Need the pink slip for the trip, I don't wanna lease I feel like Ross and my bitch a boss, yeah, just like Kelis Need the pint, brand new crib, and some diamond teeth Flunk boy, stay up in your circle, y'all can't hang with me Everybody love Moe like how Raymond be Bring me his hand, preserve it into the cabinet like a Raymond be Drank in a Mason jar, bricks, I got third degree Moving like a rabbit, but he got beat where the turtles be I can't lie, baby girl, I love lean (I can't lie) But I'ma tell the truth, girl, for you, I'd never fiend (You dig?) Pouring hoops in the pop, MJ, six rings (Hoops) Baby, I just want the top, you can keep the dreams [Chorus] Looking for the drank in your city, nigga, I buy the town Pool party just like Pac, nigga, I get around Country boys in LA, nigga, I'm buying pounds I don't remember that bitch face, nigga, I get around 2K flat for the pint, this boy showing love Groupie hoes all in my face 'cause I'm going up Backend came from the show, now I'm pouring up RPs hugging on my stomach, now I'm throwing up (Throwing up)