YG, Snoop Dogg, The Game - Purp & Yellow lyrics

Yeah ah ha
You know what it is
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow

Yeah ah ha, you know what it is
Everything I do, I do it big
Yeah ah ha, screaming thats nothin
When I pull out the lot, that's stuntin
I rep my town
When you see me me you know everything
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds
I'm in
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow
Purp and yellow, Purp and yellow

Swish! 24, that's black mamba
Snoop Dogg, he's a dope rhymer
Collaborate, with the golden state
In a yellow six deuce with the purple plates
I dip and dodge, I hit 3 and roll
Fish and chips, bounce pass down to Pau Gasol
We don't give a damn bout the big 3
LA Lake show we bout to 3 peat
And you can bet, that's on the set
Ron Artest about to get wet
I'm on the flo' and that's a fact
Sittin' next to uncle Jack blazin'
Up the purple sack

Louie Vuitton don
Purple 24's, yellow Lambo I'm ridin'
Top blew the guts doors goin' suicide
Stuff in the wood
Niggas know we gon kill that
Blow it in the air boy
Know they gon feel that
Purp and yellow, purp and yellow
Watch me ball like you sittin' with Phil at
Ten car caravan Aston Martin's and
All them hood whips
Them Cutlass's them Cadillacs's
That leather
Be grippin' them wood tips
I was born up in the wood
Claim Compton bet you ain't know that
Pops taught me how to get
Low in the floor clap
Went from a boy to a king
Any block I five five four that
Nigga better know that, boy they playin'
Sawed off shotty
What they sayin'? nothin to a boss
I put two hoes in that LeCar
I come through fuckin niggas off
Hop in that truck and get lost
You playin' wit a king not Gretzky
Even if ya let me
Keep yo girl wetter than Game on a jet ski
Oo, cool
Who say he smoother than a baby's ass
Pops was a dope boy we
Still spendin 80's cash
Look on that Mercedes dash
Boy you know what it is
Blowin on a scarecrow on my
Way to see the Wiz

Ridin' down Rosecrans, Compton, California
Turn on the wrong street they
Might bang on ya
Home of the Lakers baby
Yea you know it's purp and yellow
Take a hit of what I got
I bet it have you seeing doubles
But I'm an angel though
And your girls a pigeon
It's money over everything
Girl you know the vision
Never been a mark if ya with
It we can cut ya fade
Brought out 50 blew up the city
Young Saddam Hussein
Pusha Ink the label baby
Everything else is fuckin boring
I'm at Roscoes eatin wit
Some chicks who foreign
I took your girlfriend from you
Boy you's a mark
My white Beamer do the Wiz Khalifa
Push to start