Stupid

I'm from the bay area, what you know about that

I'm from the city where they pimp the mack
Back in the day, OG's rolled 'lacs
Pimped out, with six hoes in the back
But now we ride straight first, on dubs
We get hyphy and tear up the club
It's real in the town, we about our bread
French braids played out, pimp, we got dreads
The dress code, is thumbs up, you know that

Everybody got on they throwback
With matching wristbands, with matching headbands
The O goes stupid when it come to the weekend
And Five-O can't shut us down

We can care less about Jerry Brown
I'ma swing a donut right in they face
And then I'ma take 'em on a high speed chase

When I'm in the club, I just go so stupid
When I'm flossin', I go so stupid
When I'm bossin', I go so stupid
Don't ask why I go so stupid
When I'm in the club, I just go so stupid
When I'm flossin', I go so stupid
When I'm bossin', I go so stupid
Don't ask why I go so stupid

I'm speedin' through the town with my mug on me

Ridin' in a 'Scraper sittin' on 18s
With bump in the trunk, not 6x9s
And I'm fresh out the pen so I got to shine
Mami's a dime, she extra fine
Let me knock her right quick and put her on line
But it's goin' down, at Jack London Square

Nothin' but top notches gon' be there
Some dressed in Prada, some in Gucci
But what you know about Gabriel with Gucci

Sweet Jimmy's is the same high fashion
All the females there ready for action
Ready for bashin', ready for thrashin'
Ready to hit the room and get to climaxin'
But before we go do our thang, hit Denny's
Then we gotta get some Remy's

When I'm in the club, I just go so stupid
When I'm flossin', I go so stupid
When I'm bossin', I go so stupid
Don't ask why I go so stupid
When I'm in the club, I just go so stupid
When I'm flossin', I go so stupid
When I'm bossin', I go so stupid
Don't ask why I go so stupid

We don't get switches or ride six-fours
We ride Mustangs on thangs and vogues
Cougars, Chevys, and drop Vettes
Figure eightin' in the street, throwin' up the West
Sideshows and hoes is a Oakland tradition

Ridin' with the door open, yokin' and dippin'
It ain't no Bloodin', it ain't no Crippin'
To sum it all up, it's just gangsta pimpin'
At Lake Comanche, Five-O burn it out
'Cause the town go dumb and just turn it out
Hyphy, we made the word up
We known to hit a function and get it stirred up

I heard 'em holler, "Why you do that there?"
Straight town business, mayne, we don't care

We don't care, we don't care
We'll tear the party up, mayne, we don't care

When I'm in the club, I just go so stupid
When I'm flossin', I go so stupid
When I'm bossin', I go so stupid
Don't ask why I go so stupid
When I'm in the club, I just go so stupid
When I'm flossin', I go so stupid
When I'm bossin', I go so stupid
Don't ask why I go so stupid