Tone Loc - Cheeba Cheeba Lyrics
When I get to a party, To get it startedI grab tha microphone and rock it cold hearted,I Go behind tha curtains while my fanz just pointYou know what I was doin', I'm blazin a jointCause it seems a lot of times, I'm at my bestAfter some Indica or a bowl of Sens.I'm creatin', multiplyin', big time supplyin'Enuff bud to keep tha whole party high onI might get ill, roll an 8th of one hooterPark my Benz and go jetting on my scooterBail to tha coast, take a hell of a stoneTwist up a big bobber of serious dopeSmoke it down to tha nub use my roach clipSo much damn resin it's startin' to dripIt ain't harmful like heroin, this stuff's so cheaperThat's why I'm glad home boy that I got this...CHORUSMan, Don't cha hate it when you ain't go no weedIt seems about the time you really ya needTo get high, get full, you know get blastedYou be singin', that high it really lastedRollin' around tryin' not to get poppedBy tha boyz, tha pigs the rogues, the copsPull enough in one spot to see what they're all aboutSuckers noddin' their head, tellin' you they're all outYou go back to tha crib, Pick up the telephoneYou tried everybody, so I guess you'll call ToneCause I can buy it oz. or go buy dimeI can pay cash for it, or I can get it on timeIt really makes no difference long as I get litRoll it in my Zig Zag or take a big bong hitCause after tha bud, My rhymes start flowin'Never gettin' shorter uh uh, The always knowin'I'm maxin', relaxin', but never taxin'No need for you to keep on askin'If It is it, If tha Shit is tha ShitCause when it comes to smokin' cheebaYou know my shit is legitYour tha student, And I'm tha teacherI'm not a minister, Reverend or PreacherSo excuse me while I call timeCause I'm gonna take a few hitzIn tha middle of this rhyme...CHORUSOne day I was coolin' with my homeboy seal, chillGettin' *****ed up in his coupe de ville, stillI wasn't to high to know what I was doin'Went to tha store copped some more brew andCame back to tha car, Try'd to be a winnerRolled up all my roaches, they bearly made a Pinner (Pin)I wasn't upset I had more at tha houseI was savin' it for later, When I get with my spouseCause when we're together, blazin' tha cheebaShe does things to me, you simply can't believe herI'm not talkin' kinky or nothin' obsceneBut it's not far off if you know what I meanShe'll take me upstairs, lay me down on the bedPull off tha Fila shorts n start givin' me hizead (head)If I'm the boo, yo, I'd do tha sameShe must love it, She ain't never complainedThey'll be moanin', kickin' a lot of screamin'I work it so hard and she starts steamin'You know how it is after a couple of wooersShe's the subject and I am tha RulerShe's my freak y'all, but she's no skeezerOne thing for sure, Tha girl's always got that...CHORUSTwo weeks ago when I was writin' this rhymeI had the hydroponic bud, and I was fineI had two joints, One for me and my homieAfter half tha stoke, He didn't even know meHis eyes were so tight, they hell over redHe could bearly hold them up, They where heavy as leadAn hour went by, He said Loc I'm kinda hungryI said aw shit! This brothers got tha munchiesGot off my couch, put my Gucci's on my feetWent to Seven Eleven it was right on tha streetI ordered everythin' edible off tha shelfHe thought it was sad, I ate it all myselfWhen we got into to tha car, Headed north then southJust needed a drink, I had a cotton mouthWe had so much food didn't know where to startAfter Hagan Daas or Kelloggs Pop TartsBig bags of chips, gallons of dipTook me a week to get tha taste off my lipsI ate so much, miserable is how I feltAlmost busted out my pants, had to loosen my beltKickin at the tube, wathin' none better thanYou know tha king of late night, me and Dave LettermanNot too hilarious, jokes kinda plainBut everythin' is funny when your smokin' Mary Jane...CHORUS
