White On Rice lyrics

[Hook: Petey Pablo] 2x
Give me some white on white's
And Slauson Swap Meet Pants
4x Pro Club for my back
And a baseball cap

[Verse 1: Petey Pablo]
Why do people love Petey Pab
Petey Pab give can give the party people what they want
I can hit em' high
I can hit em' low
I can hit em' with a hit and put em' on the floor
Every time I roll, I'm hitting trip four's
So many trip four's, you wanting to check the dice don't ya'
Go head, go on
I don't know how to say it homey
I just do what I do
Somehow it work out for me
I ain't a preacher's son, but I can preach a sermon
All you gotta do is know the word
See I know how to take a curb, without swerving
I let the car do the work
What don't fit (don't fit)
Don't force it
Just relax and let it go
I don't rock the boat
Do me a favor
Back up, you're standing too close
[Hook] 2x

[Verse 2: Petey Pablo]
Stupid is as stupid does, Forest told Bubba
So if ya' love your b*tch you better tell her that ya' love her
Keep your b*tch off my di*k cause I'm gonna f*ck her
And if she bad enough I might f*ck her with no rubber
Trying to put a baby in her stomach
I ain't got kids and I can afford one
Bank account, really sitting on something
And now I'm on the West Coast, I lost track of the number
This here the jam for the summer
Every time you walk in the club the sh*t bumping
You hear the bass pumping (bump,bump,bump,bump)
Little Drummer Boy (rrrrrrrrrrr pump,pump,pump,pumping)
Sick n*gga
Set trip a b*tch a go getter
Way from Carolina how I get out here
Way out here
Man, I have no idea
But I sure do love this here

[Hook] 2x

(Spanish speaking)
[Hook] 2x