Got It Locked

Lyrics

[Intro] Bump bump, ha ha ha Make it bump, bump bump Bump bump, say what? Bump bump, yeah [Verse 1] Once again, it's the shadiest In the 80's when you was pushing Stadias I was rollin' on Mercedes with the alias Daily, throwing up my radius Maybe it's why your lady's afraid of me Don't know what to say to me But she's intrigued by the diamond cut watch The black silk socks, the video's on the pock Let's move the party to the Doc Dre at 80 foot yachts is And you can hear the bass for blocks Fool, wet bar just to fade ya Hoes left behind, keep blowin' up my pager And it's a freaky scene, chains and whips Only bring the squeaky clean tricks that came to mix with Tha Liks The authentic, indo-scented Limo, windows tinted, so you can't see who's in it There's no limit to how many mics get tore a minute If the party's crackin' then I'm in it [Hook] We got the party locked down, what you wanna do? Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King T'll make you clap to this We got the party locked down, what you wanna do? Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King T'll make you clap to this [Verse 2] Now, you're rollin' with the king Flossin' with no flaws in the ring Tossin' to leave jaws in a sling, often The scrilla peeler, cabbage clutcher, kitty luster Titty toucher, nut buster, hustler Rush the dance floor, see a whore That make me wanna be the one with you like Usher Plus the cluster, the type black in the bar back was cool The front and the back was cool So we do, Cognac for two That make the king wanna act a fool (Remember that?) Player haters hot, cause I got more gold than Willie Gault and them I ain't faultin' them, but let's talk about sex like Salt and them I won't end, you won't gain, let's not pretend I'll get the party hot like the cops walked on your blocks Cause King T got it locked [Hook] We got the party locked down, what you wanna do? Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King T'll make you clap to this We got the party locked down, what you wanna do? Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King T'll make you clap to this [Verse 3] Some of y'all still don't know what king means, it means ruler Castle dweller, old schooler with the wine cellar And a drawbridge, my troops got your crew hostage While I'm gettin' head and fed grapes and sausage Y'all kids wanna know how the boss lives? Crib, saucy like ribs, and I got first dibs Soon as you crack the bottle, toss it back 'til it's hollow Mackin' everything from hoodrats to supermodels Never subtle, save your rebuttal You couldn't get play in a huddle So ladies tell your man tonight, you can't tonight He gotta use his hand tonight, I guess I planned it right We can smash out in the glass house Hit the hotel, pull the cash out I'll hit it 'til you pass out, then slide back to the spot Cause Aftermath and King T got it locked [Hook] We got the party locked down, what you wanna do? Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King T'll make you clap to this We got the party locked down, what you wanna do? Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King T'll make you clap to this We got the party locked down, what you wanna do? Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King T'll make you clap to this We got the party locked down, what you wanna do? Ladies wanna dance, homies do too Don't even bring a strap to this King T'll make you clap to this