Terrence Butler - East Coast, West Coast lyrics

Spice 1 Geah mane it's Speice 1 kickin' that gangsta (Blaw) original rude boy from the ole school mane, come wicked Like dis foo, ha ha yeah, clip and a trigger method, straight from, straight out the east bay, west coast foo Hello you've reached the muthaf**in' S-P-I-C-E Me the ruthless n***a from the crazy streets of Cali G Gots to come wicked, turn this muthaf**in track So n***as dip yo Vogues from the front to the back And just slide, down the block and hit yo' corna on three wheels Spark up some of that k**, that chronic, that real Indo green sh** straight from Humboldt county Ounce of chronic up in my pocket swisher sweets all around me LA n***as dipped in Vogues, east bay n***as roll stangs Bet your old school still ain't sh** if you ain't sittin on them thangs, fo' 15's in the air shaking all yo' sh** going boom boom, boom, boom boom, yeah, So don't get the 114 Get it all twisted and tangled as if you didn't know We got the bump for that a**. we got the rump for that a** And in the trunk we got the muthaf**in funk for that a** Chorus: It ain't no party, like a west coast party cuz a east coast party ain't sh** It ain't no party, like a east coast party cuz a west coast party ain't sh** (2X) Simplē E : Aye yo', what it be like out there, this is your girl Simplē E, and this is your lucky moment, I'm straight up and down representing the East, the place where rhyming ain't nothing but errythang, all day, everyday, Jerseys definitely the spot Abracadabra, dude don't know sh** I'm running through your nose with my incense Psychedelic power, now I got to let ya know Drink all you want, we can get some mo' In the back of my rover, so let's ride Ride to the corna, really wanna do some sh** Got your man all sprung on the Simple sh** Look at me, Dimple E, that ain't me My freakin' name's Simplē And ya can't test, I rhyme with the best of the business So jock this verbal tennis I got Spice on the 1 puttin' hoes in check (ohh) Gives love but I'm givin it back To the east the place called home where I roam And get the funk for ya dome But look-a-here, buddy boy, you can't toy with the east Cuz the east got beats The east got bump, the east got lyrics and sh** To make the whole world spin Tell a friend Let the E sh** rip Chorus: It ain't no party, like a west coast party cuz a east coast party ain't sh** It ain't no party, like a east coast party cuz a west coast party ain't sh** (2X) Spice 1: n***as don't wanna see me get funky like Bootsy, baby I loccs up and get to breakin em off, takin they sh** and talkin crazy See, Cali n***as, we don't f** around Some roll with top down Some roll with straight muthaf**in frowns Seven-deuce gla**house, four nappy-headed n***as I'm in the backseat rollin blunts and drinkin liquor I tell my dogs smobb the f** out, it's time to go And hit the corna store So we can drink some mo' Hennessy makes me feel fine 187 up in the house packin a fat nine Can't be caught without my sh**, n***a please Muthaf**as know me and they know I'm stackin g's sh**, haha, Yeah, muthaf**as straight get gatted up if you ain't got your sh**, haha, that's how it's jumpin off on the West Coast, haha Chorus: It ain't no party, like a west coast party cuz a east coast party ain't sh** It ain't no party, like a east coast party cuz a west coast party ain't sh** (2X) Simplē E: Ain't nothin changed but the days, to blaze ain't enough I got my counterpart thinking he tough I do it smooth-like, I do it just like it outta be done So kitty come, kitty come Get a load of E's sh** I got the bump and sh** To make a muthaf**a sit and recite my sh** So n***a, woah, b**h boy, back back Don't make me act a fool and abstract Subtract, eliminate ya face from your body I like to party drinkin Bacardi Breezers, young skeezers can't get with it My style so foul toxic waste couldn't rid it I'm rockin shades And I'm sportin my braids For the east, post north how we do it We do it, we done it and run it, look at me Spice 1 and the Simplē E We got you silly s**ers stuck on stupid So move it We be the bomb baby We be the funk to freak So see, ain't no party, like a east coast party cuz a west coast party ain't sh** Chorus: It ain't no party, like a west coast party cuz a east coast party ain't sh** It ain't no party, like a east coast party cuz a west coast party ain't sh** (4X)