Ordinary Day
We got our own clique goin'
A strong clique
Finally getting into our own, you know
Getting respect
We make it gon' on
We don't fake it, we just take it
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Yo what's up? C.L.S is in the house, you know what I'm saying
We're gonna kick it old school
And show you how we survive on the 805
So T-Dre, step up and let 'em know
Just an ordinary day, waking up about ten
Got a lot of stuff ahead, so I don't sleep in
Mario calls me up with some shit to do
He says, "Pick me up from work at a quarter to two"
It's nine to the six degrees in the shade
Doing some hard work 'til it's time to get paid
Pick up my cousins so we can cruise the alley
You know my town gets down in the middle of June
Where's Deluxe? I don't know, give my homie a beep
I bet you ten bones the fool's asleep
Jam through his pad, open the door and get inside
Deluxe is sitting shotgun, chillin' in my ride
T-Dre picked me up and we was on our way
66 on track, gold teeth, rolling straight
But we taking all precautions
'Cause when the crew gets on we start flossin'
Make a stop at Bone's house before we go
Spark dogs and Bone puffing out some window
So I call shotgun and I'ma handle that
Y'all stoned motherfuckers gettin' in the back
So where you want to go? They say SB
Santa Barbara, fool, we cruise through the star street
That's all right with me, let's get to go
Hit the Chevron, who got snacks for the Patron?
'Cause the 396 is just pounding it
And a half tank of gas ain't doing it
So we got to do it up before we go
Make a right turn on 101 and now we outta here
It was B-Bones, Deluxe, and T-Dre
Bounce right skating, just mobbing down the freeway
This is what we did so check it
Busted a right on a stay street exit
Full tank of gas so it's time to creep
There's a lot of fine women on this two way street
Bones hooked it up with some hyenas in a van
Stuck up hoes playing hard to get
No time for that shit so we roll right past
Some funky ass hoochie with the big fake ass
Eleven o' clock so it's time to hit the dub
Smoking in my ride on the way to the club
Stepped into the club and it was packed like saltines
Full of people that's doing the same thing
Trying to get the crew and kill the place with jumpin'
Big ass booty just pushing and bumping
Picked a girl up and got her ass on the dance floor
C.L.S. and the players just taking control
Delux's lights bouncing off the disco ball
So many girls, it's all for one and one for all
Dancing non-stop with some different hoes
Feeling like a pro, chippin' the roof off a Zen Low
But it's time to go, hop in the six
Hit the switch 'cause that's how we do it, bitch
Oh yeah, what's up
T-Dre and Delux in the studio
Kickin' it like this you know
'Cause that's how we do it every day in the SMB
Wassup to my homie Bones
Spark Dog in the whole nine yards down in SMB
Delux, what's happening fool?
Yeah, Delux one time in the house, you know what I'm sayin'
Droppin' off some moves, best lyrics from the 1994
Yo, 'cause I'm knocking on your door
So what you gots to say now fool?
Oh yeah wassup to my homeboy Dougie-Doug
On a mission boy, doin' that shit on fly, yeah
And that's how we gonna do it for the '99 squad
Uh, just like that, bounce rocks gettin' through your town
And we on the mob
Police
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Ride, skate
A strong clique
Finally getting into our own, you know
Getting respect
We make it gon' on
We don't fake it, we just take it
Bounce, bounce, bounce
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Yo what's up? C.L.S is in the house, you know what I'm saying
We're gonna kick it old school
And show you how we survive on the 805
So T-Dre, step up and let 'em know
Just an ordinary day, waking up about ten
Got a lot of stuff ahead, so I don't sleep in
Mario calls me up with some shit to do
He says, "Pick me up from work at a quarter to two"
It's nine to the six degrees in the shade
Doing some hard work 'til it's time to get paid
Pick up my cousins so we can cruise the alley
You know my town gets down in the middle of June
Where's Deluxe? I don't know, give my homie a beep
I bet you ten bones the fool's asleep
Jam through his pad, open the door and get inside
Deluxe is sitting shotgun, chillin' in my ride
T-Dre picked me up and we was on our way
66 on track, gold teeth, rolling straight
But we taking all precautions
'Cause when the crew gets on we start flossin'
Make a stop at Bone's house before we go
Spark dogs and Bone puffing out some window
So I call shotgun and I'ma handle that
Y'all stoned motherfuckers gettin' in the back
So where you want to go? They say SB
Santa Barbara, fool, we cruise through the star street
That's all right with me, let's get to go
Hit the Chevron, who got snacks for the Patron?
'Cause the 396 is just pounding it
And a half tank of gas ain't doing it
So we got to do it up before we go
Make a right turn on 101 and now we outta here
It was B-Bones, Deluxe, and T-Dre
Bounce right skating, just mobbing down the freeway
This is what we did so check it
Busted a right on a stay street exit
Full tank of gas so it's time to creep
There's a lot of fine women on this two way street
Bones hooked it up with some hyenas in a van
Stuck up hoes playing hard to get
No time for that shit so we roll right past
Some funky ass hoochie with the big fake ass
Eleven o' clock so it's time to hit the dub
Smoking in my ride on the way to the club
Stepped into the club and it was packed like saltines
Full of people that's doing the same thing
Trying to get the crew and kill the place with jumpin'
Big ass booty just pushing and bumping
Picked a girl up and got her ass on the dance floor
C.L.S. and the players just taking control
Delux's lights bouncing off the disco ball
So many girls, it's all for one and one for all
Dancing non-stop with some different hoes
Feeling like a pro, chippin' the roof off a Zen Low
But it's time to go, hop in the six
Hit the switch 'cause that's how we do it, bitch
Oh yeah, what's up
T-Dre and Delux in the studio
Kickin' it like this you know
'Cause that's how we do it every day in the SMB
Wassup to my homie Bones
Spark Dog in the whole nine yards down in SMB
Delux, what's happening fool?
Yeah, Delux one time in the house, you know what I'm sayin'
Droppin' off some moves, best lyrics from the 1994
Yo, 'cause I'm knocking on your door
So what you gots to say now fool?
Oh yeah wassup to my homeboy Dougie-Doug
On a mission boy, doin' that shit on fly, yeah
And that's how we gonna do it for the '99 squad
Uh, just like that, bounce rocks gettin' through your town
And we on the mob
Police
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Ride, skate
Roll, bounce
Ride, skate
Credits
Writer(s): Glen Pantoja Fulgencia
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