"Look Like U Need A Lift" lyrics
(feat. B-Real & Nate Dogg)
Let me hit that, man
I was in my car the other day, bitch wanted to hit my bomb and didn't wanna blow my balls
Bitch
You look like you need a lift
Girl, can you roll a spliff?
Girl, can you handle this?
Then get in my car
Yo, I don't mean to diss
You wanna kiss, then kiss this
Diss me, you get dismissed
You can't get in my car
Lil' bougie bottom broad straight trippin'
Roll this bomb and then get to lickin'
Open your mouth and don't pretend
Do the same thing to me you did to him
I met her at the club, she was with her girls
I was with Nate, everything was straight
Lil' mama's lookin' at me and Nate like steaks
Balls — is that what she want on her plate?
We can oblige, she's in the passenger seat of my ride
Losin' her mind when I played Mary J. Blige
Cool, a little bit of bomb for the mood
Are you hungry, bitch? I could tell she in the mood
For some outback — that's when we park out back
With the car in park out back and then I put her out back
To the church, tabernacle, nigga
With a new strand of dope, kush and apple, nigga
Ayy, bitch
You look like you need a lift
Girl, can you roll a spliff?
Girl, can you handle this?
Then get in my car
Yo, I don't mean to diss
You wanna kiss, then kiss this
Diss me, you get dismissed
You can't get in my car
Easy does it, do it easy, that's what I'm doin'
If you fuckin' with B-Real and Tha Pound, you get ruined
See, we slide in the chrome and candy
You know I got the kush, got the paper and a bottle of brandy
Looks like you need a lift
Get in but don't spill shit in my whip
We on mission to setup your whole condition
Another composition so we can get your attention
It's a changeover, takeover, makeover, wait's over
All you haters suck it up until the tape's over
We make it bounce like bad checks
When we burn another little ounce that Fred wrecks
Got you bouncin' so hard that you might break neck
You oughta think, bitch, you're steady rollin' a tape deck
Let the top down and it feels incredible
Go 'head and take a hit, girl, 'cause it's gonna be unforgettable
Get in, bitch
You look like you need a lift (Hey, hey)
Girl, can you roll a spliff? (Hey, hey)
Girl, can you handle this? (Hey, hey)
Then get in my car (Skrrt)
Yo, I don't mean to diss (Hey, hey)
You wanna kiss, then kiss this (Hey, hey)
Diss me, you get dismissed (Hey, hey)
You can't get in my car (Skrrt)
You wanna roll in my Benzo
Tinted windows and I'm smokin' on that indo (Ooh)
You fucked up, plus we tore up and we bent, though
Gangsta for life merged in my window
Clutch down, automatic, but I like it in fifth gear
Make it hard to steer, willin' traffic, I'll be in here
Blowin', skatin' down the freeway, do it the G way
We do what we wanna do, give a fuck what she say
Pay me and fuck you, my motto for '06
It's no tolerance for a sucka trick, bitch
Get the party liver than live or get your hands wild
Smack her on the ass and baby fly as she walk by
'Cause this is the way that we G (Y'all know)
Representin' DPG (For life)
Kick back, lay back, we all that
With a few dribbles and jumpshots, we want the ball back
Run you over like the one before him
Wine and dine and watch my rims spin
I'm a G, Eastside Himalaya
Go gritty on a bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' player
Nate
You look like you need a lift
Girl, can you roll a spliff?
Girl, can you handle this?
Then get in my car
Yo, I don't mean to diss
You wanna kiss, then kiss this
Diss me, you get dismissed
You can't get in my car
I was in my car the other day, bitch wanted to hit my bomb and didn't wanna blow my balls
Bitch
You look like you need a lift
Girl, can you roll a spliff?
Girl, can you handle this?
Then get in my car
Yo, I don't mean to diss
You wanna kiss, then kiss this
Diss me, you get dismissed
You can't get in my car
Lil' bougie bottom broad straight trippin'
Roll this bomb and then get to lickin'
Open your mouth and don't pretend
Do the same thing to me you did to him
I met her at the club, she was with her girls
I was with Nate, everything was straight
Lil' mama's lookin' at me and Nate like steaks
Balls — is that what she want on her plate?
We can oblige, she's in the passenger seat of my ride
Losin' her mind when I played Mary J. Blige
Cool, a little bit of bomb for the mood
Are you hungry, bitch? I could tell she in the mood
For some outback — that's when we park out back
With the car in park out back and then I put her out back
To the church, tabernacle, nigga
With a new strand of dope, kush and apple, nigga
Ayy, bitch
You look like you need a lift
Girl, can you roll a spliff?
Girl, can you handle this?
Then get in my car
Yo, I don't mean to diss
You wanna kiss, then kiss this
Diss me, you get dismissed
You can't get in my car
Easy does it, do it easy, that's what I'm doin'
If you fuckin' with B-Real and Tha Pound, you get ruined
See, we slide in the chrome and candy
You know I got the kush, got the paper and a bottle of brandy
Looks like you need a lift
Get in but don't spill shit in my whip
We on mission to setup your whole condition
Another composition so we can get your attention
It's a changeover, takeover, makeover, wait's over
All you haters suck it up until the tape's over
We make it bounce like bad checks
When we burn another little ounce that Fred wrecks
Got you bouncin' so hard that you might break neck
You oughta think, bitch, you're steady rollin' a tape deck
Let the top down and it feels incredible
Go 'head and take a hit, girl, 'cause it's gonna be unforgettable
Get in, bitch
You look like you need a lift (Hey, hey)
Girl, can you roll a spliff? (Hey, hey)
Girl, can you handle this? (Hey, hey)
Then get in my car (Skrrt)
Yo, I don't mean to diss (Hey, hey)
You wanna kiss, then kiss this (Hey, hey)
Diss me, you get dismissed (Hey, hey)
You can't get in my car (Skrrt)
You wanna roll in my Benzo
Tinted windows and I'm smokin' on that indo (Ooh)
You fucked up, plus we tore up and we bent, though
Gangsta for life merged in my window
Clutch down, automatic, but I like it in fifth gear
Make it hard to steer, willin' traffic, I'll be in here
Blowin', skatin' down the freeway, do it the G way
We do what we wanna do, give a fuck what she say
Pay me and fuck you, my motto for '06
It's no tolerance for a sucka trick, bitch
Get the party liver than live or get your hands wild
Smack her on the ass and baby fly as she walk by
'Cause this is the way that we G (Y'all know)
Representin' DPG (For life)
Kick back, lay back, we all that
With a few dribbles and jumpshots, we want the ball back
Run you over like the one before him
Wine and dine and watch my rims spin
I'm a G, Eastside Himalaya
Go gritty on a bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' player
Nate
You look like you need a lift
Girl, can you roll a spliff?
Girl, can you handle this?
Then get in my car
Yo, I don't mean to diss
You wanna kiss, then kiss this
Diss me, you get dismissed
You can't get in my car
