[Steele]
Walkin down the street, watchin you, clockin me
Could it be because I'm magnetic, yet it gives me a f***** headache
Cuz it's pathetic when n***** jump on ya d*** and sweat it
But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz n***** pop stressin
Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red eyes, I peeped you
But you don't know, cuz I rock my rag real low, move slow
Cuz you might get moved on, can't even get my crews on
Without n***** puttin they screws on, s*** ain't cool son
Cuz soon one day I feel I'm gonna have to lay somebody for real
A deal is, but Steele is strictly business
So when d*** riders slide around, I dismiss s***
And get wit, Boot Camp Clik, how we flip s***
On the regular, forever stay on our own d***
[Chorus: Tek]
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you twist up ganja
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you big money spender
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you no follower
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, for Jah Rastafari
[Tek]
I'm pullin you're coats to the side of the block, we've all been to
See them on the corner when you're lookin out ya window
The d*** riders, on d*** Riders Boulevard
You'se that large, and even got to look hard
You got a couple probably at the crib as we speak
In ninety now, ain't no woman town for the weak
Don't laugh though, stress'll make a n**** hurt somethin
Precede to get some yard weed cuz the dred is pumpin
And as I approach and greetin by my cuz Roach
"What up, ya high a** n****, yo, you're s**** the dope!"
And then he just K.I.M., Keep It Moving, d***
And now here comes the d*** riders screamin "You da man"
Until I turn my back, bet to quick to grab the gat
The head d*** rider said "I know where he live at"
See that's what I'm talkin, suckin d*** while you're walkin
Now you'se the target of the Boot Camp stalk kids
[Chorus: Tek]
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you no cop blocker
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you do ganja hot seller
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, for number 1 mama
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, for the rebel winner
[Steele]
Aiyo Haktu (what up son?) You know money over there? (nah)
The one who wan stare over here like I'm tried scared
Me, or maybe check what I wear, see I represent lovely
For my Timb tree to my D-I-C-K, every day, all day, we stay read up
If you ride d***s, then shut up, keep it movin, cuz
I'm fed up
[Tek]
You took the words right out my mouth, ST
Got n***** ridin we, tryinna suck on these trees
Pockets full of lent, hummers browner than s***
Wanna suck and duck, cuz he's the neighborhood d***
Rider, if I was a bag of smoke, would I be chocolate?
It's Smif-N-Wessun, keep our d*** out ya mouth kid
Walkin down the street, watchin you, clockin me
Could it be because I'm magnetic, yet it gives me a f***** headache
Cuz it's pathetic when n***** jump on ya d*** and sweat it
But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz n***** pop stressin
Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red eyes, I peeped you
But you don't know, cuz I rock my rag real low, move slow
Cuz you might get moved on, can't even get my crews on
Without n***** puttin they screws on, s*** ain't cool son
Cuz soon one day I feel I'm gonna have to lay somebody for real
A deal is, but Steele is strictly business
So when d*** riders slide around, I dismiss s***
And get wit, Boot Camp Clik, how we flip s***
On the regular, forever stay on our own d***
[Chorus: Tek]
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you twist up ganja
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you big money spender
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you no follower
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, for Jah Rastafari
[Tek]
I'm pullin you're coats to the side of the block, we've all been to
See them on the corner when you're lookin out ya window
The d*** riders, on d*** Riders Boulevard
You'se that large, and even got to look hard
You got a couple probably at the crib as we speak
In ninety now, ain't no woman town for the weak
Don't laugh though, stress'll make a n**** hurt somethin
Precede to get some yard weed cuz the dred is pumpin
And as I approach and greetin by my cuz Roach
"What up, ya high a** n****, yo, you're s**** the dope!"
And then he just K.I.M., Keep It Moving, d***
And now here comes the d*** riders screamin "You da man"
Until I turn my back, bet to quick to grab the gat
The head d*** rider said "I know where he live at"
See that's what I'm talkin, suckin d*** while you're walkin
Now you'se the target of the Boot Camp stalk kids
[Chorus: Tek]
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you no cop blocker
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, you do ganja hot seller
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, for number 1 mama
Lick off a shot, you no d*** rider
Lick off a shot, for the rebel winner
[Steele]
Aiyo Haktu (what up son?) You know money over there? (nah)
The one who wan stare over here like I'm tried scared
Me, or maybe check what I wear, see I represent lovely
For my Timb tree to my D-I-C-K, every day, all day, we stay read up
If you ride d***s, then shut up, keep it movin, cuz
I'm fed up
[Tek]
You took the words right out my mouth, ST
Got n***** ridin we, tryinna suck on these trees
Pockets full of lent, hummers browner than s***
Wanna suck and duck, cuz he's the neighborhood d***
Rider, if I was a bag of smoke, would I be chocolate?
It's Smif-N-Wessun, keep our d*** out ya mouth kid