Ice Cube - They sh** Don't Stink lyrics

[ Ice Cube: ] You got to know what time it is on my homegirl Yo-Yo Trick-a** muthaf**a Yo, it's on deck Nine-Trey And that's how we doin this sh** Yo, Yo-Yo, won't you kick that sh**... [ VERSE 1 ] Flashlight, red light We don't like stop lights All I wanna do is gizzo with the flizzo Wam-bam, I slam Fat-a** beats with the fat-a** lingo I catch wreck with the fat-a** single Gettin them devils in headlocks Cause n***a, I'm blacker than your dreadlocks And if you didn't know, I got the chronic, too I smoke the sh** down to the residue I fell off, but now I'm back Cause that 'Black Pearl' sh** was wack (Let em know) Do you wanna go? (Do What?) With Yo-Yo? (Do wha-diddy?) Do my thing, baby, but not in the bedroom Cause all you wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom-zoom Punks spread out, I put the head out And the Lench Mob crew'll damn sure put the red out This is dedicated to the one that won't drink Cause they think they sh** don't stink (sh**, goddamn) (Yo-Yo is in the house, fool) I slam (Yo-Yo is on deck, punk) I slam [ VERSE 2 ] I see your a** sittin in the nailshop When I walked in all hell dropped Loose, cause I'm in a deuce with the hard top Car drop, sittin on Danas No, I didn't try to hide it Yup, b**h, my man let me drive it But you're too cute to shoot the sh** With the girl makin hits (Really doe) Turnin up your nose But I heard you can s** a golf ball through a water hose But don't ask me, I tried to be nice Trick, I even spoke twice But you did say nothin Miss Angel, girl, I know you're frontin 'Why must you be like that?' With your flat a** along with your flat chest Got your back tied to a matress Undercover ho, but you're a good actress Yeah, I'm talkin to the girl in pink That one that thinks her sh** don't stink ("I got sometin for the hoes that be schemin'") [ VERSE 3 ] Mister, Mister Sophisticated You don't get along with every girl you faded Met your a** dancin at a club You tried to rodeo-do with your rubber-dub-dub You don't like rap, but you like jazz Go on, girl, with your punk-a** Mister Macka-Frama-Lama Wouldn't bust a grape with a sledgehammer And you look about as sweet as a lemon drop Try to act hard, just like a woman cop I don't think your drawers fit And like Michael J. you wanna keep it in the closet But who cares that you wear Lee Nails And act just like the females Saw you at the skating rink Stuck up as hell, like your sh** don't stink [ Ice Cube: ] Trick-a** n***a, didn't you know (I slam) (sh**, goddamn) You'se a b**h (I slam) Yo, and that's how it's goin on Youknowmsayin Cause it's on like Donkey Kong To the break of muthaf**in dawn When Yo-Yo's in the house For you trick-a** n***as out there And you trick-a** b**hes out there That's how we doin it Yo, this ain't that 'Black Pearl' sh** This's some new sh** You better ask somebody to act like you know, muthaf**a That's how we doin it in the nine-trey