Do You Like Criminals Lyrics - Bow Down - Westside Connection

Westside, Westside 

Say, hoe, I got way more dick 

Than them niggas who be rollin' you Lexos 

No punk ass Versace gear 

Just the nigga with the triple 1 braids in his beard 

Quick to get the pussy drippin', so quit trippin' 

Like you got a cap a nigga resemblin' Donnie Simpson 

Hoe I'm from the Wild, Wild West, fuck them preppy niggas 

You need to get with this malt liquor sipper 

Picture me sippin' over ya? Never, how ya figure 

I'll be cryin' over yo ass like a baby face nigga? 

Bitch, you better be glad, I got 3 strikes 

Because back in '85, I'd been done gave your ass a black eye 

See I been wavin' at your ass all week 

But all you do is roll your eyes like your shit don't stinks 

So now it's time a nigga clowned your ass 

Because I can tell from the tattoos 

You's a high class hood rat 

Don't want to fuck with niggas in khakis 

But hoe, I bet for the dough 

You quick to jack that ass like a 4 

So quit frontin' on a nigga an' lick these 

An' bitch, hit the road with your fucked up weave 

How would you like to get a ruff nigga rugged an' raw 

Outlaw rollin' down the shaw? 

Do you want a mothafucka that's hard 

Or a bitch made nigga, cute as El Debarge? 

Do you like negros 

Him an' those individuals called criminals? 

How'd you figure a West Coast nigga? 

Drinkin' liquor, gots to know how to dig you 

When we dated, straight fade it, penetrated 

Ms. Sophisticated, no, Daddy hate it 

Never met a nigga quite as fly as me 

All bottled up in your high society 

You want to check my mental 

'Cause how could a nigga from South Central roll in a Benzo 

Spice in ya life is what you need 

You intrigued by the smell of my weed 

I represent reality in your world full of lies 

An' I can see it in your eyes, you worried sick an' I'm chillin' 

Tell your family to fuck off an' roll with this villain 

Do you like negros 

Him an' those individuals called criminals? 

Do you like negros 

Him an' those individuals called criminals? 

Who wanna fuck wit it? I put it down for real tho 

It's Mack 10 an' let you niggas know I'm gung ho 

Baby, I guess, maybe I can get with your program 

With hunnit spode tonas on my front an' back Broham 

Hit a lick or two, make your whole life a thriller 

Make you wanna shake the nerd an' come ride with a killa 

Hot as sauce, out the floss, no need to be discreet 

I swing the fuck out this bitch 'til my bumper touch the street 

On switches an' I'm workin', jerkin' hot, ya nigga smirkin' 

Jack the ass up an' down 'til my back wheels is chirpin' 

You need to be with me, bitch, you too fuckin' Bombay 

To be on the Shaw with a nigga with a Hyundai 

I take you through my neighborhood raise, where crime pays 

No Girbauds, no fades, just khakis an' French braids 

An' my friends is niggas that know what ends is 

In high top Chucks, pushin' V 12 Benzes 

With hoochy hoes, groopy hoes 

You know those with a gang of money lolo' an' penitentiary fo do's 

So shake him now, no need of waitin' for debatin' 

Slam the door on them five stars an' hop on these Daytons 

Dee, dee, dee, daddi, daddi, dee, dee, daddi day 

I come from the crew, I thought you knew that don't play 

I see your frownin' but I'm clownin' anyway 

Can't nobody fade K-Dee baby 

I know you're Catholic, but can you have dick? 

Up in them guts, all the way to these nuts 

Your a rich girl, far from skeezer 

I'm playin' at the mall with your Visa 

You wanna swang with K-Swinger 

When the West is in the house, oh, my God, danger 

But take a hit you'll live 

But when you hit it hoe you got to puff, puff give 

Now I see you gigglin' 

But all I wanna see is asses wigglin' an' titties jigglin' 

So what you wanna do? 

Don't go chasin' waterfalls 

Stick to them dicks an' balls, you're used to 

Go ahead an' take a big lick 

'Cause girls look so good on the end of my dick 

That's right, is it tight? I know you ain't a dyke 

What type of nigga do you like, bitch? 

Do you like negros 

Him an' those individuals called criminals? 

Do you like negros 

Him an' those individuals called criminals? 

Bitch, I'm from the Wild, Wild West 

Can't you tell buy the 'S' on my chest 

We got hoes for days 

Plus we claimin' no stress, no mothafuckin' dress 

Do you like negros 

Him an' those individuals called criminals? 

Do you like negros 

Him an' those individuals called criminals? 

Bitch, I'm from the Wild, Wild West 

Can't you tell buy the 'S' on my chest 

We got hoes for days 

Plus we claimin' no stress, no mothafuckin' dress 

Do you like criminals?