King T - Got It Locked lyrics

Bump bump, ha ha ha make it bump, bump bump
Bump bump, say what? Bump bump, yeah

Once again, it's the shadiest
In the 80's when you was pushing Stadias
I was rollin' on Mercedes with the alias
Daily, throwing up my radius
Maybe it's why your lady's afraid of me
Don't know what to say to me
But she's intrigued by the diamond cut watch
The black silk socks, the video's on the pock
Let's move the party to the Doc
Dre at 80 foot yachts is
And you can hear the bass for blocks
Fool, wet bar just to fade ya
Hoes left behind, keep blowin' up my pager
And it's a freaky scene, chains and whips
Only bring the squeaky clean tricks that
Came to mix with Tha Liks
The authentic, indo-scented
Limo, windows tinted
So you can't see who's in it
There's no limit to how many
Mics get tore a minute
If the party's crackin' then I'm in it

We got the party locked down
What you wanna do?
Ladies wanna dance, homies do too
Don't even bring a strap to this
King T'll make you clap to this
We got the party locked down
What you wanna do?
Ladies wanna dance, homies do too
Don't even bring a strap to this
King T'll make you clap to this

Now, you're rollin' with the king
Flossin' with no flaws in the ring
Tossin' to leave jaws in a sling, often
The scrilla peeler, cabbage clutcher
Kitty luster
Titty toucher, nut buster, hustler
Rush the dance floor, see a whore
That make me wanna be the
One with you like Usher plus the cluster
The type black in the bar back was cool
The front and the back was cool
So we do, Cognac for two
That make the king wanna act a fool
(Remember that?) player haters hot
Cause, I got more gold than
Willie Gault and them i ain't faultin' them
But let's talk about sex like Salt and them
I won't end, you won't gain
Let's not pretend
I'll get the party hot like the
Cops walked on your blocks
Cause King T got it locked

We got the party locked down
What you wanna do?
Ladies wanna dance, homies do too
Don't even bring a strap to this
King T'll make you clap to this
We got the party locked down
What you wanna do?
Ladies wanna dance, homies do too
Don't even bring a strap to this
King T'll make you clap to this

Some of y'all still don't
Know what king means, it means ruler
Castle dweller
Old schooler with the wine cellar
And a drawbridge
My troops got your crew hostage
While I'm gettin' head and
Fed grapes and sausage
Y'all kids wanna know how the boss lives?
Crib, saucy like ribs, and I got first dibs
Soon as you crack the bottle
Toss it back 'til it's hollow
Mackin' everything from hoodrats
To supermodels
Never subtle, save your rebuttal
You couldn't get play in a huddle
So ladies tell your man tonight
You can't tonight
He gotta use his hand tonight
I guess I planned it right
We can smash out in the glass house
Hit the hotel, pull the cash out
I'll hit it 'til you pass out
Then slide back to the spot
Cause Aftermath and King T got it locked

We got the party locked down
What you wanna do?
Ladies wanna dance, homies do too
Don't even bring a strap to this
King T'll make you clap to this
We got the party locked down
What you wanna do?
Ladies wanna dance, homies do too
Don't even bring a strap to this
King T'll make you clap to this
We got the party locked down
What you wanna do?
Ladies wanna dance, homies do too
Don't even bring a strap to this
King T'll make you clap to this
We got the party locked down
What you wanna do?
Ladies wanna dance, homies do too
Don't even bring a strap to this
King T'll make you clap to this