Purple Gang Lyrics - Searching For Jerry Garcia - Proof

[Intro: Proof] 

Yeah, ha hah! 

It's your boy DJ Seven-Duece 

It's a lot of hoes in here fellas, ha hah! 

So why you lookin at that other nigga? 

Ha hah! All the ladies with burgundy hair get in free! 

Heh, I got live on stage 

Purple Gang and B.U., let's go! 

[Verse One] 

Feelin old as ever man I came with a buzz 

Two shots, beer in my hand, I'm gettin drunk 

Pills kickin in and my eyes gettin lowwww 

Reek of heat, cologne mixed with hydroooo 

Ice grillin niggaz with the Roley on the WRIST 

Two steps, hands in the air, this my SHIT 

Look at shorty light-skinned, damn she's so thick 

How she poppin, I can't wait 'til she drop it on my DICK 

I ain't in the mood for pistol poppin 

But we can get it poppin if you be gettin outta pocket I'm good 

Cause when I'm in the club I'm usually off a Bud 

with a hundred Purple Gang thug niggaz, I'm Hollyhood 

If you can't really handle my team, so think the plan out 

You runnin low on yo' cream, I'm rubber band out 

Been gettin money like the only thing to get 

You run up talkin reckless, dude I tell 'em this 

[Chorus: repeat 2X] 

I'ma knock you ouuuuut 

You keep runnin yo' mouuuuuth 

Here's how it's gon' beeeee 

I can't see it no other way, I gotta be me 

[Verse Two] 

I ain't dancin, I got a cup and I'm posted on the wall 

Won't get too drunk cause niggaz might open up a brawl 

You holdin on a broad and you off of some liquor 

And she got your mind blown so you offer to lick her 

Don't care about flossin my nigga 

Reason you see a bitch every day cause you look in the mirror 

Spill some beer on my kicks and you catchin a fist 

So hold your drink, don't be tough and go mess with a bitch 

V.I.P. with somethin sharp in my boot 

Just in case you got beef and wanna start with my group 

Hoes eyes on me when I step in the club 

They don't fuck with button-up boys, they wanna mess with a thug 

Coward niggaz see me comin so they exit the place 

Hundred deep and we don't care about catchin a case 

Stop lyin by the gun that rest on your waist 

Before you on the flo' where niggaz two-step on your face 

[Chorus] 

[Verse Three] 

Uhh, yeah 

Anywhere that my crew party the freaks all on us 

And valet get the keys with peace signs on 'em 

Any club that I'm at, I walk right through 

The hoes wanna sexually assault my crew 

I ain't handcuffin a bitch, unless it's to a bedpost 

But slip up with your chick, we take her 

Get buck if you wanna, I throw a couple apes on your heels 

and I talkin 'bout the kicks from Asia 

I get a lot of hate cause my clique is major 

So I furnished the inside of the boots with razors 

The owners get mad, they like 

"Fame, we got enough strobe lights, please remove the bracelet" 

I'm on the dance floor where the hoes all sweatin 

Though I get love from the roped off section 

When I pop bottles you can get your whole crew wet 

Screamin Purple Gang while we doin the two-step 

[Chorus]