[00:19]Well it's a hot hot Sunday jump up around a quarter to ten
[00:22]Had to run and get this blunt that I left in my Benz
[00:25]I lit the weed and caught an early morning buzz
[00:28]And called my b***h E 'What up loc?,' 'What up cuz?
[00:31]I'm thinkin bout pullin out the trey for performance
[00:34]And maybe hit a few corners
[00:36]I let the batteries charge while the kids stood waitin
[00:39]For me to hit the switch and floss the Daytons
[00:41]I tap my d**k, yo, my shit was ho
[00:44]So I drove straight to the wash spot
[00:46]They shine my shit up real gloss
[00:48]Suckers starin but my shit jumps like Kriss Kross
[00:52]So **** what ya heard cause my trey does flips
[00:54]The superclean three with the lifts
[00:56]I guess I got my whole day planned and I'm trippin
[01:00]Quick to hit the switch so let's go dippin
[01:02]Let's go dippin, dippin through the streets(all around the world)
[01:22]Now I'm rollin c**ked up, flossin down the street
[01:25]I took Imperial to the beach
[01:27]But before I arose on the scene
[01:29]I saw the individuals rollin like a team
[01:32]Drove a little bit futher saw mafia for life
[01:35]Without a doubt everything was tight
[01:37]But they gotta watch out for the King
[01:40]Cause I can make my sixty-three sing
[01:42]No pigs round, no I ain't no sucka
[01:45]I'm doin sixty just hangin this mother****er
[01:48]More Bounce To The Ounce is what counts so I show it
[01:51]Even if it means I gotta total it
[01:53]Swervin from lane to lane
[01:55]A Cadillac just ain't the same
[01:58]If you don't know what I mean and ya sittin
[02:01]Come on, get in, let's go dippin
[02:23]I felt like Cube cause today was a good day
[02:26]For me to act the fool in my trey
[02:29]I'm not worried bout a sucka tryin to stick and rob
[02:32]I just buck em down with my thirty-odd
[02:34]Creeped up to the beach, packed to capacity
[02:37]Hoes walkin by 'Hi Your Majesty'
[02:39]I said I'm not Young MC but what's the flava
[02:42]I played it like Troop cause I'm not ??souped??
[02:44]I park my shit on three wheels cause I'm il
[02:46]Compton's on the set with the real deal
[02:49]This one's for the riders all around the world
[02:52]Dippin through the hood wit your girl
[02:54]Bumps in the back, sunroof top
[02:57]Niggas lookin crazy so I'm reachin for the glo
[03:00]Every hood knows whether bloodin or crippin
[03:02]Ain't nothin like a Sunday out just dippin
[03:05]Let's go dippin, dippin through the streets

Well it's a hot hot Sunday jump up around a quarter to ten
Had to run and get this blunt that I left in my Benz
I lit the weed and caught an early morning buzz
And called my b***h E 'What up loc?,' 'What up cuz?
I'm thinkin bout pullin out the trey for performance
And maybe hit a few corners
I let the batteries charge while the kids stood waitin
For me to hit the switch and floss the Daytons
I tap my d**k, yo, my shit was ho
So I drove straight to the wash spot
They shine my shit up real gloss
Suckers starin but my shit jumps like Kriss Kross
So **** what ya heard cause my trey does flips
The superclean three with the lifts
I guess I got my whole day planned and I'm trippin
Quick to hit the switch so let's go dippin
Let's go dippin, dippin through the streets(all around the world)
Now I'm rollin c**ked up, flossin down the street
I took Imperial to the beach
But before I arose on the scene
I saw the individuals rollin like a team
Drove a little bit futher saw mafia for life
Without a doubt everything was tight
But they gotta watch out for the King
Cause I can make my sixty-three sing
No pigs round, no I ain't no sucka
I'm doin sixty just hangin this mother****er
More Bounce To The Ounce is what counts so I show it
Even if it means I gotta total it
Swervin from lane to lane
A Cadillac just ain't the same
If you don't know what I mean and ya sittin
Come on, get in, let's go dippin
I felt like Cube cause today was a good day
For me to act the fool in my trey
I'm not worried bout a sucka tryin to stick and rob
I just buck em down with my thirty-odd
Creeped up to the beach, packed to capacity
Hoes walkin by 'Hi Your Majesty'
I said I'm not Young MC but what's the flava
I played it like Troop cause I'm not ??souped??
I park my shit on three wheels cause I'm il
Compton's on the set with the real deal
This one's for the riders all around the world
Dippin through the hood wit your girl
Bumps in the back, sunroof top
Niggas lookin crazy so I'm reachin for the glo
Every hood knows whether bloodin or crippin
Ain't nothin like a Sunday out just dippin
Let's go dippin, dippin through the streets