Store Frontin’

Lyrics

Dude 1: What's goin' on, P-Dux? Dude 2: Ain't nothin' fly, How you doin'? Dude 1: I'm good, I'm just comin' from the city trying to get this part time job at MacDonalds, but they ain't hiring. Telling me I'm not qualified Dude 2: That's what's up. You seen the game last night? Dude 1: Yeah, man. Earl Monroe scored a triple double Dude 2: Oh my God, he was awesome last night Dude 1: A triple double or a double triple? Dude 2: Oh, yo, look at nigga big head coming up the block right there Dude 1: Oh shit, ain't that Yvonne's son? Young Masta Ace: Shouldn't ya'll be out looking for jobs instead of hanging in front of the store harassing little kids? Dude 2: Oh my god, the little bastard, he is his son Dude 1: What? What you say you little big head little– Young Masta Ace: Yo, get out my face Dude 2: You better watch your mouth, boy Dude 1: Take your ass home boy before I put a foot in your back Young Masta Ace: You better not touch me Dude 2: Get over here Young Masta Ace: Smellin' like beer Dude 1: Get your lil' big head ass out of here Dude 2: Hahaha Young Masta Ace: Your mother!