Dress Code Lyrics - Singles - W.c.

You know what's makin' me mad? 

Day after day I'm catchin' all of this slack 

Seems you gotta wear a suit, unless you wanna jacked 

'Cause in the '90s, y'all, these fools got a set of them thangs 

Where if you ain't wearin' a three-piece suit, you gotta gang bang 

I walked in a rest', 'bout to order 

And people starin' like I had manure on my pants 

Grabbin' they purse, checkin' they wallets in the back 

And thinkin' I'ma rob em, 'cause I'm in all black 

Yo, my Corduroys are cuffed with a crease down the middle 

Snake skin around my waist, so my pants hang a little 

But I don't deal the package of crack 

So what's the reason for the dirty looks? 

Yo, check my name in your books 

Seem like every time I slap on my Starter cap 

And step for a breath of fresh air 

I end up fillin' up a questionnaire 

"What's your name?" "Where you're goin?" 

"Yo, what gang are you from?" 

They tell me "Don't get smart" and so I play dumb 

'Cause when I tell em where I stay, it doesn't get better 

Live in South Central, they assume you got a jail record 

A stereotypical attitude 

That if you look like me, you gotta run with a crew 

'Cause when I step upon the scene everybody's gettin' petrol 

No matter what the color 

(What's up?) 

I'm gettin' sweated for my dress code 

(Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps) 

(That's why they dress just like suckers) 

(Ha?) 

(Suckers) 

(What?) 

(Suckers) 

What is this, a prison? I'm buggin' off the way that I'm livin' 

Seems everywhere I turn I'm assumin' the position 

At school I'm gettin' tired of hearin' the same old thing 

Here come the rickety security, sweatin me for my earring 

I don't carry a gun, though they consider me a threat 

I guess I got em scared by the way that I dress 

Unlike you I couldn't afford to shop at Macy's or Penny's 

So it's off to the swap meet for a fresh pair of Dickey's 

So what you're tellin' me, is now I'm a crook 

Who wrote the book on how a kid in my position's supposed to look? 

Get me a fade and a pair of tight pants 

I get a chance with the girls who wouldn't give me a glance 

A big funny lookin' hat just to cover my naps 

A pair of patten leather shoes might keep me out of scraps 

If I made that turn, it might save me some trouble 

But I gotta watch my back, on the alert for a squabble 

Don't go here, don't go there, brothers comin' up missin' 

Got a pocket full of money, and I'm still getttin' dissed 

'Cause it's a scam or a phase of my life that I'm goin' through 

If you dress like me, you gotta run with a crew 

I'm tickin' like a time bomb, ready to explode 

Even in my front yard 

(What's up?) 

I'm gettin' sweated for my dress code 

(Alright, fellas, no tennis shoes, no hats, no khakis, alright?) 

Let's take a trip to the club scene 

(Somebody tell me what's goin' on) 

You gotta wear a silk shirt just to dance to a funky song 

Bouncers makin' enemies for minimum wage 

But they're the first ones to run when the club gets sprayed 

Don't wanna let me in, because I'm wearin' my beeper 

And if you're sportin' gold, then you gotta be a dope dealer 

(I paid 17.50 to hear a funky rhyme flow 

And they're sweatin' at the do' like I just entered a fashion show) 

Yo, they put a curfew on Westwood, to keep me in my neighborhood 

My hat's to the back, so I must be up to no good 

(I got a jacket on my back for the fact that I rap 

And they heard I was from Compton, so they ran they pennies back) 

Scared of me for what, no, I don't wear tux 

And if I ever got a Grammy, man, I'd bail in some Chuck 

Tailors to show the whole world it's alright to be yourself 

Should I change the way I dress, so I can look like the rest? 

Wearin' red, black and green, but they don't know what it means 

Put on a African medallion, now they're down with the team 

Penetratin' for a click, first they wouldn't, now they switched 

But they ain't gettin' rich 

(Ain't that a bitch?) 

Go strike a GQ pose, I got soul in my stroll 

So they ban my video 

(For what?) 

'Cause they didn't like my dress code