Got Cha Humpin' Lyrics - Mc Eiht

Geah, geah, my nigga Muggs in the house 

Who keeps you humpin'? 

Eihthype keeps you thumpin', always into somethin' 

Westside got it going on, Westside got it going on 

Who creeps in smooth with moves like Gotti 

Trips to make grips and back to the party 

Million dollar holler with the Jazzy Belles 

97 makes moves with the freaky tales 

Hold up, stop the presses 

Floats to the club, show me love in little short dresses 

From 8 at night till 6 in the morn' 

Intend to get naked, try to put me on 

Tick, tock, it don't stop, clock keeps tickin' 

Pour one more and wait for the liquor to kick in 

Lookin' suspicious 'cause you don't know the game plan 

To the V.I.P., you peeps the G-span 

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Naughty as I wanna be, so check it 

Drama to the women, I perfected to get naked 

2 shots of the V.S.O.P. Remy 

Converstions as I tugs on your bikini 

Got to get it 'cause I've never had 

Takes the party back to my pad, color me bad 

Oops, I swoops up in the Coupe 

One more pussy to loop, I'm knockin' the boots, geah 

Who got you humpin'? 

Eihthype's always bumpin' 

Always into somethin', geah 

Westside's got it goin' on 

Number one desperado, packin' the hollows 

In a nice tight suit with Christy to swallow 

Who's the role model? Bitch, butt naked on the boat 

'Cross the lake, we skate with the heavy weights 

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Can you feel me? Surfs all night, be rich 

500 super sport, low-low's hittin' the switch 

Gots long dough, fo' sho', cops paid by the month 

Weekly in the club, gots ho's to hunt 

Gets mine, nose to the grind, makes cheese 

Ain't never seen clean niggas like these 

Still gots the connects, pulls China White from Muggs 

Rolex, more sex by the Compton thugs 

Senoritas and Peso's for the Amigos 

Wherever the wind blows you're sure to see those 

Heavyweight hustlers that got the cream 

Chronic, snaps and bitches, the American Dream, geah 

Who got you humpin'? 

Eihthype's always bumpin' 

Always into somethin' 

Westside's got it goin' on 

Who got you humpin'? 

Eihthype's always bumpin' 

Always into somethin' 

Westside's got it goin' on 

Makes me wanna throw my hands up 

And holler, it all seems like a dream, how we gettin the cream 

And still in Impalas, c'mon, if you gots the time, then I gots the time 

Best not be that bitch, dropped dime 

Stops my money flow, brings my money, hoe 

Out the door, watch the pimp with the gangsta limp 

Limo rides, Westside, I keep it crackin' 

Thousand dollar suits while the Gators keep snappin' 

Bird flies in, top dollar bitches to stab 

Sets up nice on boom, bam ab, makes me laugh sometimes 

Fine bitches and money makes me do the cha-cha, ooh, la, la 

'Cross the board, money to spend, open the door, bitch, get in 

Who got you humpin'? 

Eihthype's always bumpin' 

Always into somethin' 

Westside's got it goin' on 

Who got you humpin'? 

Eihthype's always bumpin' 

Always into somethin' 

Westside's got it goin' on 

Who got you humpin'? 

Eihthype's always bumpin' 

Always into somethin' 

Westside's got it goin' on 

Who got you humpin'? 

Eihthype's always bumpin' 

Always into somethin' 

Westside's got it goin' on 

Who got you humpin'? 

Eihthype's always bumpin' 

My nigga Muggs one time, c'mon, geah 

Ya know how we do, ya know how we do 

Come on, down like you live, get down like you live 

Geah