Lyrics:
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
I'm feeling like a great white
Girl, you got a face like oh, oh
Might wanna see you in the daytime, oh, oh
If the money don't sleep, I won't close my
Fabolous, Funk Flex Vol. 4 niggas see'mon
It's gettin' hard to dodge the women
But I'm still pitching hard white balls
Faster than Roger Clemens,
don't believe in your white Jesus and last suppers
I place value on brothers who never had justice
I am the black savage
Ali and Foreman in Zaire
hittin' you buddy, we Warren Sapp'n ya.
We comin' hard like them Cubans in the 80's dog.
Go ahead, throw it in the pot I bet it's raw,
Pero ten
hittin' you buddy, we Warren Sapp'n ya.
We comin' hard like them Cubans in the 80's dog.
Go ahead, throw it in the pot I bet it's raw,
Pero ten
some niggas off
I had some dirty ass friends
32 dirty birds and they white
Look like Michael Jackson
Try me with the fuck shit
Then my animals attack 'em
Warren G and Nate)
Keep on hustlin'
Can't stop gotta claim what's mine
If I lose my grip on the game
No more bud, no more cash, no more dames
(No,
Huggin' the block at the height of a beef
(Coca)
(Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack)
Yellow tape and white sheets
Yeah, that's my backdrop
"yes, we white people been working on rhythm for a while but we've got a long way to go. so when we get to this next song we'd like for you to sing. I
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Steve vai (rhythm guitar, vocals)
Warren
Conscience Where Were You
(Sanger D. Shafer - Warren Robb)
You came to me this mornin' several hours late
I looked for you last night she would not
A seven-piece outfit with a mink vest
Couple of ladies skating waiting on some info
Them white boys in the back got the indo
With a hookup, a hundredd dollars for
and so fast
You use some act-right like LaBetty
and let you know that I'm the king of this motherfucking city
Like Frank White, Nino Brown, John Gotti,
Keepin' it gangsta
Niggaz and niggettes
Keepin' it gangsta
Niggaz and niggettes
[Warren G]
I was raised in the church but spent more days raised in
cuffin' that?
Keep a young bull to go get the sack
Stay with two 9s like you Warren Sapp
Came out the section where niggas had nothing
I hustle right where
flashbacks nigga fuck my bitch
You better ask him where the cash at
All white Mazaradi, looking like a lab rat
Nigga broker than a Joke
Why you think you're
hoes
They the only one that accepted us
White folks was prejudiced
So the foreign's all black
We done turned nothing into something
What you call that?
Tell foreign hoes "I'm El Señor", my nigga
To the Moon like Warren, nigga
He ain't the plug unless he foreign, nigga
It ain't a car unless it's
cops still winning
Black man family still mourning
Black president ain't do nothing
We need a real nigga up in that office
Got the White House jumping
dope, blowing on some O's
Straight gin, no chaser, and I popped a roll
Puttin' Happy Birthday up a white chick nose
They like when you brought a zone when
yeah I weigh me a ton
I got a check like first of the month
I got a check like some all white ones
Everyday I treat my time on a crunch
In this bitch,
(Ooh, Fredo)
Regulate the pack so I'm feeling like I'm Warren G
Za smoke, yeah, I put it in the russian cream
Calboy, now I'm up bitches wanna envy
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