Double K)

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