Frost (West Coast) - Where My Ese's At? lyrics

[Frost] Hey you, come over here And listen to my brand new world premier I'm about to f** it up with my brand new cut I Hit-A-Lick with the click that loves to rip sh** up Now a party ain't a party unless you got some weed Red pa**ion alize that we call bleed Go and do it like some West Coast gangster G's Real G's do whatever the f** they please So if I wanna pop some heat then I'ma pop it And if I wanna cop some weed then I'ma cop it The lingere's on the floor, she just dropped it And there ain't sh** that you haters can do to stop it She's getting loca, got me all Tony Toca Spinning out of control off that hennessy and c**a Hey loco she gives good poca Got me hitting homeruns like Sammy Sosa [Chorus x2] Where's my eses at, where's my eses at Where's my eses at, where's my eses at Where's my eses, my vato locos, my straight riders Squating in them motherf**ing '64 Impalas [ALT] One two rap combinations like my man Fernando Vargas I promise, I'm still the hardest Latin rap artist Ten years since La Raza And I still stay strapped every time I leave the casa It ain't that I wanna do sh** It's just that out here in the streets man there's still a bunch of bullsh** Getting away in my new sh** Sooner or later dog, one's bound to hit But until then I'ma do it like a big dog Come to the part and straight get boss hoged Grab the mic and I commence to rip Then I jump in the low low and commence to dip As I leave the scene so crisp and clean Bouncing down the block with the gangster lean If it's that G-Funk that you want all up in the trunk I'ma give you what the f** you want little homey [Chorus x2] [Frost] Now who'd of thought that I'd come back with that gangster mack Thirteen inch rims on a coke white Lac I'm about to set it off like this and like that And that's a West Coast thing if you know what I mean Yeah, so throw your set in the air And wave it around like you just don't care And if you down to party with some real OG's Somebody say hell yeah Hell yeah, and you don't stop Babygirl let me see your panties drop Oh you way too cute in that birthday suit Let me be your candyman and come knock your boot I'ma hit you front and back and side to side Like they do in East LA when it's time to ride It ain't nothing but a cholo party going on And it's gonna rock till the break of dawn [Chorus x4]