Califa Thugs - Buckles Up lyrics

[Proper Dos] Now can bounce like a bad check even when you have s** I leave em crippled Frank commin triple X Whats next from a long night of cruisin I line em up and then I start chosen Them firme hynas down for an all nighter And they kick with motherf**in wicked westsider As we slide slide with that gangsters pride Not a studio pimp with my girl by my side Frank V I'm staight single, always down to mingle Sharing is caring that's my motherf**in jingle You say you got a man yeah I always hear it But see I got a plan and I can't break my spirit So baby don't fear it cause tonight I'm bustin you Your man ain't with you that's what he gets for trustin you It's a mans world and tonight your my girl So hit the three wheel motion and let the forth one twirl [Chorus] Hold your buckles up and raise your chin to the sky Gettin ready to g**n to this beat and watch this gangster glide [x2] [Mr. Sancho] This Califa Thug show me love with the smoke bud Smell the aroma of this smokin marijuana Now Imma tell you somethin while your bumpin in your trunk in switchs b**hs wantin riches but they just end up in ditches, slash Califa Thugs will make you mash Take that P make you perky, leave your worries in the past Now it's time to get high and drunk And make you body numb because this nights begun And these Califa Thugs will show you how it's done From a flip of my tongue I'm just blowin' and goin' and knowin' And b**hes be knowin that I don't know And I always be comin' for something (?) Kick it a while, true to my style Low Profile kickin it a while Thugs will make you bounce if the ladies want A Sur Califa Thugs will make you bounce like a Chevy '62 [Grouch] Openin up my eyes to another sunny day San Diego, California, simon thats where we stay Busters, haters, disrespecters, you need to stay away Hustlers, Bangers, Slangers, makin' money anyway That you possibly can cause you know that I'm that man With an ounce in my hand, 6-1-9 be that land Where you get that cronic, damn Ain't no need for push and shove Homie show me love This Califa Thug Smokin all my cronic bud, buzzin off my beer Makin' them bumpin' tracks that I know you wanna hear Is it so clear please don't push So come in hear comin' in from the rear All mest up with a suitcase Put the car in rear, I charge in gear, I jacked a beer While I get away wanna hear my say wanna hear my say Smokin' and chokin' and puffin then takin' a hit from a big fat J everyday Everyday homie you know that's how we do it in San Diego