[Snoop Dogg]

It's somethin about the West Coast

that makes these paper ends

Eastside! Eastside!

its somethin about the West Coast

that makes these paper ends

HELP ME SING IT!



[Chorus: R.L.]

Do You Wanna Ride? get high six-five

lets have some fun baby

lets have some fun

oh we'll get blowed and thats fa sho!

and hop on dubs baby and have some fun

now check this out!



[Verse One: R.L.]

Come on I'll hit you with the rolie ring

cotton candy with a shiesty drink

blazed with caress doin the right thing

and you kissed me once one on the cheek

I remember it like yesterday we'd hop on a bus

and just ride away I knew we would

run away someday and I'ma say if we do...



[Chorus: R.L.]



[Verse Two: Snoop Dogg]

bottles of moe'do models fa sho

we havin a good time avoidin one time

layin in the sunshine its all gravy!

pull up hit a switch whats crackin baby

Ride with me slide with a double O'

sip on this moe'moe

get your mother-in-law get your girlfriend's

All y'all can come along

We'll be doin this all summer long

In the Cadillac beatin' up some Battlecat

Dogg youse a fool baby lemme handle that

Oh you don't drink so you don't think

You ain't gon' win you don't speak, you ain't no freak

cause I can turn you, learn you and burn you up

Gimme the cup sit down and shut up!

I be damned we done run outta Mo' again

Here we, here we go again!



[Chorus: R.L.]



[Verse Three: R.L.]

I gotta chevelot white walls and them

twenty inch blades in the coupe with Snoop

gettin juiced orange juice top down

and feel the sun rays feelin kinda good right know

right around my hood right now

lookin for somethin to do like a barbecue

jump high to the beat in the house

a little bit of music and a couple of babe's

a little bit of drank and a game of spade's

take some rib's to your mama's house

I'll so ya what I'm talkin bout its about to go down!



[Chorus: R.L.]



[Verse Four: Lil' Kim]

Aight God I admit I'm part tricky

Take tricks to cali and strip and get sticky

I'ma get get it crunk anywhere I go

why you smooth haters actin' like y'all don't know

From barbecue's to barmitzvah's

O.G's crack the O.E when they listen to me

Cris on the table push it in the air

Come on pass that shit like that's that shit

We doin Battlecat homies in the Sony

The Bee showin love to the westside homies

Give you somethin you can feel, recognize the real...

Cause it's, cause it's somethin bout the East Coast

that makes us wanna squeeze mo'

but I'ma tell you how we ride

Show you how we do the damn thing...

We gon' show you how we do it



[Chorus]