(Double K)Woke up feelin’ good so it’s thanks I giveI never been shot, I never did a bidSo I reckon it’s the right day, after FridaySo I call up my holmes (yeah man, what chu say?)I told me we bout to have a barbequeSo pick up some ice and bring the chronic throughThe homegirls down the street went to the swap meetTo get some more chicks they’ll be back at threeSo we break out the bones and we be slappin’ em downWe got world wide (titties?) pumping surround soundIt’s a lovely day and I feel like Bill WithersFood stacked on the plate, mad lunch and dinnerThe neighbourhoods chilled as the sun goes downNiggas getting crazy and the game is crownedFor we all just laughin’, eatin’, coolin’Givin’ high fives talking ‘bout the old schoolin’Sippin’ EB’s til we score the bluntsI dedicate this song to the first of the monthWe might wake up and try to do it againYo that’s how it goes down, it’s the city I’m in so-You bring the beef and I bring the brewOh shit another barbequeYou bring the (lynx?) and I bring the brewOh shit another barbequeYou bring the wings and I bring the brewOh shit another barbequeYou bring the ladies and I bring the brewOh shit another barbeque(Thes One)At my crib I got three barbequesOne I keep upstairs for daily useBut downstairs pumping out eighty thousand BPU’sDon’t get it confused I bring the beef to you(ay ay homie don’t touch my grill) Got it under controlFlip meat like I flip beats cooked with saltOnly use the best ingredients availableThat’s my word, you’re taking turns over KingsbridgeCharcoal? going out like thatTortilla’s and corn and we can all get fatAnd if you want another plate, I’ll get you some moreHey, the dog’ll eat whatever meat falls on the floorEmpty handed you jack back to the store, if it’s shutAnd don’t bring back beer you’ll only drink yourselfThen put a (laser?) in the cooler, making the switchThen I see you drinking my Coopers, son of a bitchThat’s the oh-one-two but homie it’s all goodIt’s an L.A. thang and that’s understoodIt’s the same ol’ barebeque, but man it’s all goodIt’s just an L.A. thang and that’s understood so-You bring the beef and I bring the brewOh shit another barbequeYou bring the (lynx?) and I bring the brewOh shit another barbequeYou bring the wings and I bring the brewOh shit another barbequeYou bring the ladies and I bring the brewOh shit another barbequeOh shit another barbequeOh shit another barbequeHey why you always having so many barbeques man?I mean it’s good an all but oh shitI’m sure you gonna have another one tomorrow, right, next week, week after that.What, you gonna make a song about it or something?Barbeque barbeque b-b-b-barbequeB-b-barbeque bar-de-de-bar-de-de-barbequeYeah a b-b-barbequeOh shit another barbequeBar-de-de-bar-de-bang-de-bang
