Hi-C - Let Me Know (Remix) lyrics

* censored before initial release, so only radio edit exists [Hi-C] Here we go Yeah [Verse 1: Hi-C] Now this is for the ladies and all my dawgs Come on, get your a** up off the wall All you had to do was give Crawf a call And watch me come through and get it crackin', y'all I'm still breakin' bricks with the homey Quik We try to get it down just as far as it gets Cause all I have to do is hop back and spit And watch all the lil' mommas start havin' fits When I slide through the city in my Escalade I ain't worryin' 'bout {*sh***}, cause we extra paid I'm tryin' to stay sharp as a razor blade And you thinkin' 'bout now that we got it made And I'm a take you right now, that ain't the case Ain't nothin' like more chips in my safe Stop skinnin' and grinnin' all in my face 'fore I co*k back and show you how my {*pistol*} taste Chorus: DJ Quik If you're pimpin', let me know Yeah But if you're sympin', let me go Ho, no Cause if you're flossin' just don't show Yeah And I ain't got no time for hoes Don't wanna see you no more [Verse 2: Fieldy] Y'all didn't know that I was royalty I bought my own island so I can call myself the king Hop in my yacht, y'all come with me I take you across the sea, to the land of the free A paradise island, it's all about me Got a castle in the sand, and my own currency Fieldy's the man, when it comes to me No reason for no plan I'm livin' like a king Drinks on the house for all my ladies The party's don't stop when you out with me Wherever there's fun I gotta get some I can't help myself This is who I am People feel deep when the weekend comes It's time to act dumb It doesn't seem right Having all this fun When it's right for me I'm livin' like a bomb, if a bomb was a king Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: DJ Quik] I'm a role model (Role model?) I roll models in and out Of my room at night Lookin' guilty with they hole hollow (Oh!) Now hit the light switch And turn 'em back on And take off them clothes So I can see if you'se a tight (Oooh, damn) Be a sad day in L.A If I ain't ballin' (Yup) Be no dubs spinnin', dudes drankin', broads callin' (No) Cause I been runnin up tabs since I was 19 And tryin' to spend the rest of my life with the right team (Who that?) Me and Crawf Dog (Crawf) We been off y'all (Off) Off with two dime pieces and playin' softball They swallow golf balls (Golf) They swallowed Crawf Dog (Crawf) They swallowed me, and that's why I say we been off y'all (Off) At the sports bar Drinkin' Chopan And Mucal and Adios Mother, give me another Cause I'm loaded I dropped the bomb and her lil' drawers exploded If you think we ain't mackin' miss You moldy (You moldy) Repeat Chorus Twice