Skirt Out

[Intro]

Calling all cars, calling all cars

Be on the lookout for that nigga Daz

He's known for 187's and known for 211's

And he's also knowns to uh.... skirt out

Huh, check it

Altogether now

Shhh

Altogether now

Yeah, altogether now

[Daz Dillinger]

I can't call it

Anything that have to do with money I want it

Ro-ro's, turkles, and diamond chains, I flaunt it

I'm a gangsta nigga, nigga you call it like you want it

Hop outta the drop-top for you

Look at me, I shine bright, blind your eyes

I mesmerize, Diggy Daz nigga, back on the rise

Suprise, muthafucka! - guess who it was

To handle your biz in a undercover, swoop in the wind

Havin' money, fuckin' bitches on the freak with my nigga!

(You know why? Cause I'm a gangsta nigga!)

You see, I roll by my lonely (say what?, say what?)

If not nigga, you'll see me with my homies - skirtin' out

[Chorus]

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT*

[Daz Dillinger]

I roll G with the 500 with a drop-top bumpin'

8-0-8 b-b-b-bumpin'

DVD widescreen to a T, nigga I'm fresh and so clean

Pushin' a machine nigga when I'm flashin' my beam

Banana whipped, went with the chrome Sprewell's, dipped

And I'm cruisin' like a mutha in the mothership

Like a Elco in a '89, low-low in a '99

2003'd out every time

Pull up in the parking lot, all on eyes on D

A-Z, the shit that I sell ain't for free

But it's gon' cost money, for the shit that I got

Diamond pieces, big golden rocks

Link for link, I sip my drink

Now think about it, the neck says you a double XL

Nigga read about it, nigga and what do you got?

Dat Nigga D-A-Z nigga, back on your block

[Chorus]

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT*

[Daz Dillinger]

I've seen bitches and hoes, pigeons in '6-4's

20 inches on low-low's, that's how the shit goes

Blow out your brain, rememeber my name

Dat Nigga Daz, ain't no other nigga know how it came

My system bumpin' loud, humpin' and shakin' the ground

That number one gangsta from the Dogg Pound

I'm so funky fresh, nevertheless I love this shit

You know how I ride, I'm cruisin' the fast lane

Never crash mane, Dat Nigga Daz mane

Wreck it and buy a new one so quick

I got the hoes up on my dick

For my gangsta ass whip that I push -

Purple cush, the haters, they wanna stop and look

(Y'all know Dat Nigga Daz be off the hook)

Now when I clutch the fifth, you know I got to burn out

You know I do it every time nigga, skirt out

[Chorus]

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out

*SKIRT*, *SKIRT* - skirtin' out