[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
