No Doubt (feat. Playa Hamm & Suga Free)

Yes, MGD is the beer for me

Ah, MGD is the beer for me, that's right

MGD is the brew for me, that's right, yeah

I'm the Q to the U to the I to the K, okay?

Each day, I play my way, that's the fly way

And I'm older than a motherfucker, but they still ask me

For my ID, when I buy MGD, feel me?

'Cause I've got Indian in my family, uh huh

And I've got bitches that's finer than Vanity, hmm

Plus I'm not living above my means, buying Rolexes and rings

Flossing cars that I can't afford, lovin' these bitches and whores

You know, I never broke myself to see no hoe

Never did time, never took no pride in bein' cruised

Don't give a fuck about a pink slip, loose lips, sink ships

Hundred miles at least, when I sign a new lease

I never trick off my fanny with these bitches

You got to be clever, gots to keep your mind on your riches

And stop doin' the things that keep you broke

And keepin' niggaz names in your mouth

That you shouldn't have spoke, no doubt, I'm dope

In this game eight years, some of my peers have moved on

I proceed to succeed, I've stayed within my zone

I'm the baddest motherfucker, yet it's me that you despise

Look within yourself and find out why you wear that dumb disguise

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

Now run and tell 'em what I'm all about

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

Now run and tell 'em what I'm all about

From the low bottoms to the skies, I got 'em open

On the scrotum they blowin' like it's chronic, high hopin'

The P never leaves, be conceivin' 'em like intercourse

Up in somethin', keep 'em comin', Playa Hamm be the source

Of the force you now witness, and this is just

Another stone in the succession of the nutties I bust

The homies told me don't put no cut on it, keep it raw

If you want 'em bangin', P clique swangin' down the shore

Tricks out here, tryin' to make hits instead of makin' it hard hittin'

And perpetratin' frauds when they spittin'

The game is full of twisters and misters quick to do low

Victims of vendettas and busters infraredders, you know

What type of forty it is, when in the presence

Of the G's, pushin' P's, players, we be the essence

For life, it's the JB and pimpin' Carl

When LTD we havin' it all

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

Now run and tell 'em what we all about

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, no doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

Now run and tell 'em what I'm all about

Now I'ma tell ya straight up, one nigga planned on havin' hands on

Messin' with what I stand on, but trick you finna get ate up

I feel like I can't smoke but this pimp ahead of me

Has a trick or two to within an inner trace of the mind

Disintegrates her kind like battery acid

You never got no money from a hoe or seen my max

Blisters foe, seein' her can make buddy be somethin' broke

I'm a pimp, but you don't know

You better stand up, now empty out your purse I told you

Get out, I don't trust your ass, now throw your hands up

Take it to the bump-bump-be-ba-dump

Dip, give me my chips (witchcraft)

Now let me see what I can check you with now

Excuse me baby but, didn't I look you in your eyes

And tell you what you was?

Told you somebody sent you, but this here's what a pimp does

Ho, what, you can't see me with it, why, probably 'cause

I stay G'd up from the street up

And subject to make your trick, go get it

No doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

Now run and tell 'em what we all about

No doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

No doubt, I got somethin' for ya mouth

Now let my man press like some dookie in your mouth

DJ Quik, Hi-C, Tony Lane, stay in somethin'

Playa Hamm, oh, Bubba Brown, Clue Dog, Peter Gunz as well

El DeBarge, what's up, baby?

Ain't nothin' but a party up in here, yeah

See my fingernails done, baby

Ah, watch how your pants feel damp, look out, girl