People Under The Stairs - The Suite For Beaver Part 1 lyrics

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People Under The Stairs - The Suite For Beaver Part 1 lyrics

[Dialogue] Mike, Mike pick up the phone man This is Roscoe, down here at the club punk Come on man I'm throwin' a party tonight, man ya got ta be there man I don't want to hear none of your sh**. We gonna have ladies We gonna have a whole lot of drinks, we gonna clean ya table off For ya too man I told ya boy, he said he was comin' down there man just Get on in to it man you know? Don't be sittin' around, lookin' like you a clown man Get on down here and party down sh**, see ya later man [Double K talking] This old man, tryn' to party, sh** man I'm tryn' to go chill man Get my smoke on, make it a couple weeks man, not dealin' with sh** You know what I'm sayin' man? I don't even feel like partyin' man It's just last time I partied man, motha f**ers throwin' up Motha f**ers fightin' and sh**,DJ was whack Damn bout to party by myself man. Just sit back here and chill out Smoke a little dope Maybe I'll just chill out (???) and let him see what's Goin on a lil later, you know? What? I'mma take out the trash in a minute man, leave me alone [Verse 1: Double K] I live an an*log lifestyle, sometimes it's wild I wake up to see the sun to hear my thoughts start to pile up Man it's rough bein' a young cool man Don't want to hear nobody tryn' to tell me what they thinkin' and Thinkin' and shammin', thinkin' that they jammin' and not It's a hot day, so I proceed to go my way Out of contact, turn up the beats and start to zone out The phones ringin', I knock the phone out I'm bout to thrown (???) out, I need a little ism for my Friday Hit my n***a up, told him I'm on my way But before I got where I was goin', pages started flowin' This freak from around the way, the b**h was mind blowin' But no time for her, I'm on some cool out sh** Coped my bag, hit the pad, sit back and watch the loops flip I'm in the middle of a head nod when all the sudden The power went off, soon as I hit the kick bu*ton Now, Double K ain't afraid of no ghost and I know I ain't trippin' on this Bombay smoke I'm about to post and keep blowin' until my mind is shut But yo,that was real weak right there [Verse 2: Thes One] It's been on of those weeks, stressed infrequently Scrougin' up money, payin' rent in DWP My girl mood swingin', actin' funny, didn't test her Left for the studio but broke a compressor Rock the show on Tuesday, promoter didn't pay me Said y'all never work again, and this here city of L.A So the middle finger I flip and then my jeans rip I order jumbo jack but they gave me fish and chips That was last night and now I'm like ready to drink Forget the dirty laundry and the dishes in the sink Cuz the party life is like nuthin' else and if ya got a lotta problems Put your sh** on the shelf and let yaself go, I felt no Worries as I slid out south to Crescent Heights where the Double stay Hit out on the block and I arrive Walk in, jive talkin', slappin' the five It's time for the party life [Dialogue] Yeah, you know I'm bout to go out tonight, me and Chris Yeah Chris that I rap with, yeah that guy Yeah we gon, we gon go down to this club tonight and probably hang out I be home a little later on. Yeah, yeah I fed the dogs Yeah, yeah I cleaned up. Yeah I quit. Ok. Yeah I'll be back Yeah we partyin' tonight, we partyin' alright, I'll see you later [Thes One] What up Double? Yo that's a dope beat Man I heard there was a spot, poppin' off down the street We could crash and smash a free long island iced tea Heard the bartender is a fan of the P [Double K] Haaa, sounds like a mother, my brother Let me get my smashes, wait til my t-shirts clean We can ride up the block, time choice with big hat (???) Steady sippin' here mumblin', man what's that [Thes One] I think I hit a little somethin' just to wet my whistle Don't touch the silver bullet, I'm drinkin' the miller missile And I reminisce a little bout the days of old When I used to drink it all down or so I'm told But whatever I start the car, raise the break lever Never swerve, pull up to the club, we hit the curb [Dialogue] Damn man, what the f** you doin' man? sh**,drinkin' and drivin' boy You know how we do it man, lets go Go on in there and cool out you know Yeah, you got your wallet? You saw the Lakers yesterday right? Haha, Mike, hey what's up Mike and Chris What's goin' down man? Big Al what's up boy? Man you know just been doin' it tonight right fellas? We got these drinks together We got these ladies and tables all cleaned off Man let's come on in here and party tonight man, come on