(feat. Cedric Ceballos)



[Chorus]



Flow, flow on

Flow on, flow on

(yeah, straight floatin)

Flow, flow on

Flow on, flow on

(flow, flow)



[Cedric Ceballos]



Now I told you once before its the mad punk 

kickin rough stuff, quick dunk

nigga back the funk up yeah

give a nigga room yeah

give a nigga space

throw your hands in the air, westside's in the place

word up, I got the formula, I'm mixin up the brew

take the 40 to the head now what you gonna do

deuce tre is in effect, like Keith dont Sweat

dont need to break necks just to gets my respect

I stay smooth, until you try to get on my rough side

(what side) westside, fool try to take mine

ya start to wonder, I know your name is Stevie

dont think about it fool, cuz you know you can't see me

23, the number's on the tip of your tongue

I got ends, and you can't have none

so a, slow ya roll deuce tre is in control

listen pay attention and do what you are told, as I flow



[(Chorus) x2]

Flow, flow on

Flow on, flow on

(yeah, float on)

Flow, flow on

Flow on, flow on

(yeah, keep floatin)



Tickity tock, dont stop, yeah the clock is still tickin

ya booty chicken rhymes, mine's a finger lickin

bloodin, crippin, I hear ya body callin

I caugt it with my bangin cuz my skills are into ballin

(Mary J) ain't the way for me

I gets high off my jumpers and my dunks you see

so when the fans start to scream with the ooh and the ahh

I like the bop bop, bop bop baa

(Its like 3 into the 2 and 2 into the 1)

Big balla 23 and my job ain't done

I get started like the hammer, I finish like Shaquille

when ya think ya heard my best well fool look a here

look a here no fear, rap crystal clear

flossin in my chevy with the wind in the air

but its a westside thang, mic size thang

winnin battles ain't nuthin but a chicken wing

I eat em one by one, good clean fun

no need to bring a gun, come and get some

of this lovable, hugable, my skills are so incredible

stay like Jodeci, I dont know its time to go, as I flow



[(Chorus) x2]

Flow, flow on

Flow on, flow on

(keep floatin)

Flow, flow on

Flow on, flow on

(yeah, straight floatin)



Now a verse 3, I think its time to wrap this thing up

Warren G flex the cut, make it go bumpidy bump

in my speaker, my sneakers go sqeaker, damn

look at honey over there with the nice smooth features

she's on my nuts, oh no here she comes

(How's about a 68 and I owe you one)

I ain't wit the slippin, trippin, forget about honey dippin

I'm too caught up with my ends to be spittin and drippin

Not Teddy, but I had the 1, 2 checker

(She know you got the money stackin high) yeah I betcha

(Do I know you from somewhere, boy you look familiar)

I'm the Snoop Doggy Dogg in ya life so can I hit ya

later, cuz its my time to wreck it

say my praire, rock the crowd, bring home the checkered

spend a little, save the rest another show again

no complaints from the dog cuz I love them ends

got some fools tryin to break me off proper like

see me bouncin in my fo yeah I'm hoppin right

no need for the noise, whatcha shoutin about

check my rear, three wheel motion, peace sign and I'm out



[(Chorus) x4 to fade ]

Flow, flow on

Flow on, flow on

(yeah, float on)

Flow, flow on

Flow on, flow on

(yeah, keep floatin)