EOM - Baddest MFs in LA lyrics

(First verse) Yeah Big Wax, EOM Check it out, check it out yo If you can't feel this, then you must be numb And if you think we don't run LA, then you must be dumb, CHECK IT I pull up to the club in a stretched Cadillac, with a hot tub in the back jumped out And I smacked all the bouncers, still wearing swimming trunks Owner comes down and he's like let him in punks! Paparazzi sitting on fences Trying to snap pics and I'm spitting on lenses Act in like an ignorant punk Hollywood swingin', belligerent drunk [Hook] It's a pity most clubs in the city can't (HANDLE US) Cause we the baddest motherf**ers in (LOS ANGELES) And every time that we roll out people hold out they arms to smack (HANDS WITH US) Cause we the baddest motherf**ers in (LOS ANGELES) (Second verse) Yo Stumbled inside of the upper-cla** hip spot Soaking wet shorts and some s**er a** flip flops We don't fit in but we gon' get in Front of the line even with no himmin (?) but That's rare that it happens our entourage looks like the Miss America pageant All races, all creeds, even got a set of triplets from Belize My whole crew be truly unruly Ain't nothing that we do don't ever run smoothly My homie that's already being that guy Puked on the floor, fell down, got a black eye ‘Who the hell was that?!' said the poor janitor I said ‘oh, him, that's just my tour manager' We stomp fools like an elephant herd And we don't go apesh** We go elephant turd, that's my word! [Hook] It's a pity most clubs in the city can't (HANDLE US) Cause we the baddest motherf**ers in (LOS ANGELES) And everytime that we roll out people hold out they arms to smack (HANDS WITH US) Cause we the baddest motherf**ers in (LOS ANGELES) (Third verse) We got there late so our booth had been given out Then to get it back they had to kick Jeremy Pithen out Sorry, Arrey, get back in your Ferrari and drive your sorry a** to another party We in the booth sippin' paps like usual And the co*ktail waitress is f**ing beautiful Drunk perv, thoughts of a sleazebag Every time she touched me I'm stiff like freeze tag She gon' be mad when she give us the tab Cause we already spent every cent we had You think stretched Cadillacs run cheap these days? We ain't rich, that's just how we behave Poof, run out of the bar out of nowhere As far as that club, that's the last time we go there My whole team stays sloppy and bunny At the strip club tippin' with monopoly money, dunny! [Hook] (2X) It's a pity most clubs in the city can't (HANDLE US) Cause we the baddest motherf**ers in (LOS ANGELES) And every time that we roll out people hold out they arms to smack (HANDS WITH US) Cause we the baddest motherf**ers in (LOS ANGELES) (Outro) Go shawty, it's your birthday So many trees you thought that it was Earth day Ma man E got soul like surf day My name Wax and the mic's with the wordplay, heard me?!