Lyrics:
barely shine and it rain for about
Nine months out the year, man it's something right here
For Seattle nigga, cheers, when I look up at y'all city like
Downtown Seattle on the weekend
You live kinda close but not too close
Hit your FaceTime, are you decent?
It's nine o'clock, you either naked
patients and paitent-ettes
With that medical weed card yall
And I heard it's legal in Nevada too
Recreational in Seattle
So if you got your ID
Make sure
Snoop Dogg they wonder how I do it
That's that big boy shit
5-7 clean, that's that big boy whip
State Seattles mean
That's them big boy kicks
The way
it, ride it, ride, ride that, ride that (we up top in Seattle)
Ride it, ride it, ride, ride that dick ho (just like that)
Ride it, ride it, ride, ride
they hood
Oklahoma to Louisiana, come into they hood
Kansas City to Seattle, come into they hood
Minneapolis to Milwaukee, come into they hood
'Cause I forgot I lit it
Drunken in Seattle
Two more Xans and without a paddle
I don't remember your face
Or your hair, or your name, or your smile
Big Sam left Seattle in the year of ninety-two
With George Pratt his partner and brother Billy too
They crossed the Yukon river and they found
city to Seattle, come into they hood
Minneapolis to Milwaukee, come into they hood
lookin' for the colors and the khakis
Damn, the spot's gettin' hot from the battle
About to pack up and start slangin' in Seattle
But the NARC's, raid
California, Florida, Detroit they all gon' ride wit a G
Phoenix ride wit a G, St. Louis ride wit a G
Seattle ride wit a G, Jersey ride wit a G
Vegas, New
to
Cinnicinnati (Ohio) to D.C. (North Carolina, South Carolina) fuckin
Baton Rouge (Oklahoma) Mississippi (Kansas City) Lafayette (Georgia,
Seattle, Washington)
through
I drove into Seattle rain
Fell in love then missed the train
That could have took me right back home to you
I've been high, I've been low,
through
I drove into Seattle rain
Fell in love then missed the train
That could have took me right back home to you
I've been high, I've been low,
Detroit, Chicago, Seattle, Miami
I'm on my way to Cali to see my bitch (say what?)
I'm on my way to New York to see my bitch (that's right)
Down in
to Seattle.
We all pay to play and all our yesterdays are starting over.
Oh Desperado, why don't you spend your life in Colorado?
Oh Restless Shadow, out
went bang
Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back
Chicka-boom, chicka-racky-boom
Told me she was from Seattle
Where her Daddy raises cattle
Big Sam left Seattle in the year of ninety-two
With George Pratt his partner and brother Billy too
They crossed the Yukon river and they found
had to pick out my carats myself and they yellow
The bitch like a bumblebee
I put the dope on the jet
And I fly to Seattle to meet me a Portuguese
And it ain't no slidin' home if you get caught on third base
You know that Yankee fitted, that's Nutty Blocc
Seattle Mariners, a '60s Crip, and they
I can take the jet to Seattle without the scan
I can shoot this bitch like a veteran with precise
911 Porsche came grey like a granny
Dyin' in LA,
What's up ?]
[Girls: The joke's on you, Jack ! Hahaha !]
[Dr.Dre: Hello, you're on the air]
[Guy3: Hey, what's up ? This is Nasty Naz callin' from Seattle
and see-T
Arkansas, Kansas, Carolinas, Jersey
Michigan, Oklahoma, Seattle, Tacoma
The niggaz gettin harassed by the laws in Mexico
Missouri, Arizona,
Seattle
And spent nine months inside the lions den
Met Buddha yet another time
And he showed me a glowing light within
But I swear that God is there
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