The ARE - Guest List lyrics

No jeans, no boots, no chains, no hats And still you play rap, I don't understand that These cats hit the club, looking mad rave On some oxymoronic sh**, looking straight gay Now I ain't gonna pay, 'cause my name's on the guest list f** your dress code, I'm dressed in fresh mode And about to explode 'Cause you're taking mad long with my id I'm in here weekly You know my face by now Stop wasting my time, you know the deal, get me out of this line "The list is closed" How you gonna say the list is closed? I'm rocking?? Shoes and?? 6-0's "Yeah, step right ahead ladies" No, no, you ain't -- Come on, you're being silly I know Bruno and Billy Plus 7L's spinning, that's my dj "What do you mean he's *your* DJ?" Yo, yo Chorus: No jeans, no boots, no chains, no hats And still you play rap, I don't understand that These cats hit the club, just to get dissed "I'll wreck the spot if I'm not on the guest list" I'm playing the game, respecting the bouncer Acting like he has fame, but when I complain He makes room for some wack cats Blue shirt, black slacks Spiked hair, silver chains Motherf**er looking lame ? No one has to speak? "Just take it easy there, chief" Chief?! What's this, some type of personal beef? See, I could be a dyke on a pedal bike Rockin' metal spikes, multicolored dreadlocks, and reppin' tights A college cat with a white hat and? Pro? Shoes Who still thinks Abercrombie's the big news I could be a bucklehead, I could be a raver I could run around Lansdowne with my pants down, ? On E? And still get in this club for free But since I mc, yo, you front endlessly "You got a college ID?" You know the doorman's agenda: "You had to pay so you could enter" [Chorus:] It's 2000 now, these cats know the?? I could roll up in the club and not show my id I could dress like a Texan, rock French Connection Break out my bdp shirt from '87 It doesn't matter, I rock? The scully? And Timbs Wear a camouflage jumpsuit to cover my limbs They're still like "Come on in, here's a tonic and gin Everybody, Eso's here, the night can begin" Yo, I really can't complain, it's free champagne Everybody knows my name, here let me explain: See the cats who? Pat me down?, wanna? Gas? Me now "Yo Eso, sh**'s hot, just waiting on that album now" Yeah, no doubt, you know the deal, stay up Everything is name brand, I'm pulling chicks like a caveman 'Cause when I hit the club, I don't get dissed, because "I'll wreck the spot if I'm not on the guest list" [Chorus:] [shout outs]