I was chillin at the crib about 12 o clock
 When Thes Love called up  he knew a party we could rock
 Sometime around 8  yo we can't be late

 (Thes One)
 So straight I'll pick you up at seven  dig inside the crate
 And find a fresh plate to rotate to make the b boys get aches
 And me and you  the super MC's to get the cake

 (Double K)
 Word up! I called the posse  we can all roll out,
 Cause once we step up in the party, yo we make the ladies shout
 People Under the Stairs, yeah and you know we got the clout
 Packed up my records, rolled up the blunt

 (Thes One)
 I got out the black book, tried to call up this stunt
 She wasn't home, so I paged her, left the celly on roam
 And we out to the night, right on Pico
 Rolled down the street, stopped at the red light

 (Double K)
 Kept on going, made a right on Sierra Bonita,
 Yo Thes, where's your fake ID? Ya know we need a
 Little bit of liquor for the night

 (Thes One)
 I was born in 1974!

 (Double K)
 Yeah, right!

 (Thes One)
 Word! Corona represent just enough to get me screamin
 Like them other latin brothers whose intoxicated demon's
 Tape bumps lovely, we keep it goin, ain't mine on deck
 The backseat complete, goin and goin

 (Double K)
 Turned up the beats and hopped on the ten
 Talkin lot about the pigeons that we bout to see again
 Yo I'm tryin to stop drinkin, but nigga pass the cup!
 This fool Thes is freestylin, almost passed the exit up

 (Thes One)
 Because the drinkin and drivin's a guaranteed no no
 Cause with the bottle in my hand, it's fuckin up my rhyme flow
 I went right, kinda slow, at the bottom of the ramp
 Ten car caravan, undisputed champion

 (Double K)
 Pulled up to the place, had to find a parking space
 This ugly bitch was looking at us so I give the gas face

 (Thes One)
 Hey yo, her friends was butt too but they jocked this big crew
 Told the bitch to jump in the jeep, I'll take you to the zoo

 (Double K)
 Ha ha! Word
 Her head was all big
 They should've been at the zoo though

 Got up to the line (five dollars please!)
 Oh we're with the DJ (nope, five dollars please!)
 Bitch, we're with the DJ (FIVE DOLLARS PLEASE!)
 I'ma have to beat your ass
 (alright just let me stamp your hand, get in there!)

 I was the first one in and the crew was behind
 So I kept on walkin, couldn't waste no time
 Bumped into this white guy that I knew
 He offered me a brew, I was like fuck it
 Took it to the head, now I'm through
 So he laughed, rolled another one up
 This fool Thes is pushin it, puttin gin in my cup
 Now I'm toked back, can't walk worth shit
 He lamp lit the J and I hit that shit
 Took about a hundred pulls, at least that's how it felt
 Chillin with my boy, at least that's how it felt
 Realized I was buggin then I saw Mike's pops
 When I decide to spark the beedie and relaxed at the spot
 Yo, to the DJ, throw on 2Pac
 I walked back in and showed the stamp, felt like I was shot
 Oh my God! Saw this brown skinned cutie
 With a big booty, titties big as hell, looked like Tootie
 Hey girl, how you doin, oh shit I looked back
 My nigga Thes is on the mic about to bust another rap

 Yo, this fool Thes,
 Ay man you bout to rap huh
 (Hey is that Thes?)
 Do it do it!

 (Thes One)
 Mic Check one two, how do you do, I'm Thes!
 The party honored guest cause the crew gets blessed
 Never have I stressed, ask my man J Quest
 I rock the mic possessed when the beat's compressed
 I rotate grills or analogs at best
 It's the true B-Boy and that always gets respect
 Pass the Corona, keep two in the icechest
 Pull a girl like a plug cause I'm finessed
 Find me when I seem sexually represesed
 I treat em really good til they get obsessed
 They actin kinda funny and they get bloodtests
 If they actin ill I go and take the next best
 You MC's be rappin funny, I'm not impressed
 Standin like products of parental incest
 But son, my tape's for sale so I hope you invest
 Sunny up on skills, that's what I suggest
 If you think you're fresh, you catch a litmus test
 Drop some fresh rhymes, that is my request
 You got no heart, let me lay you down to rest
 I invoke the hiphop citizen's arrest
 My name is.... yo man

 (Double K)
 Hey that fool done kicked the cord out!

 (Thes One)
 Plug me back in yo!

 (Double K)
 Ay, what's up? What's up?
 Man, fuck these motherfuckers

 (Voice in the background)
 Party's over,
 Everyone out of my house!

 (Double K)
 Yo Thes, yo, ay I'm fucked up,
 I'm fucked up, I can't... yo I can't walk....awww shit