Spice 1 Geah mane it's Speice 1 kickin' that shit (Blaw) original rude boy from the ole school mane, come wicked Like dis foo, ha ha yeah, clip and a trigger method, straight from, straight out the east bay, west coast foo Hello you've reached the mother****ing S-P-I-C-E Me the ruthless nigga from the crazy streets of Cali G Gots to come wicked, turn this mother****ing track So niggas dip yo Vogues from the front to the back And just slide, down the block and hit yo' corna on three wheels Spark up some of that kill, that chronic, that real Indo green shit straight from Humboldt county Ounce of chronic up in my pocket swisher sweets all around me LA niggas dipped in Vogues, east bay niggas roll stangs Bet your old school still ain't shit if you ain't sittin on them thangs, fo' 15's in the air shaking all yo' shit going boom boom, boom, boom boom, yeah, So don't get the 114 Get it all twisted and tangled as if you didn't know We got the bump for that ass. we got the rump for that ass And in the trunk we got the mother****ing funk for that ass Chorus: It ain't no party, like a west coast party cuz a east coast party ain't shit It ain't no party, like a east coast party cuz a west coast party ain't shit (2X) Simplē E : Aye yo', what it be like out there, this is your girl Simplē E, and this is your lucky moment, I'm straight up and down representing the East, the place where rhyming ain't nothing but errythang, all day, everyday, Jerseys definitely the spot Abracadabra, dude don't know shit I'm running through your nose with my incense Psychedelic power, now I got to let ya know Drink all you want, we can get some mo' In the back of my rover, so let's ride Ride to the corna, really wanna do some shit Got your man all sprung on the Simple shit Look at me, Dimple E, that ain't me My freakin' name's Simplē And ya can't test, I rhyme with the best of the business So jock this verbal tennis I got Spice on the 1 puttin' hoes in check (ohh) Gives love but I'm givin it back To the east the place called home where I roam And get the funk for ya dome But look-a-here, buddy boy, you can't toy with the east Cuz the east got beats The east got bump, the east got lyrics and shit To make the whole world spin Tell a friend Let the E shit rip Chorus: It ain't no party, like a west coast party cuz a east coast party ain't shit It ain't no party, like a east coast party cuz a west coast party ain't shit (2X) Spice 1: Niggas don't wanna see me get funky like Bootsy, baby I loccs up and get to breakin em off, takin they shit and talkin crazy See, Cali niggas, we don't **** around Some roll with top down Some roll with straight mutha****in frowns Seven-deuce glasshouse, four nappy-headed niggas I'm in the backseat rollin blunts and drinkin liquor I tell my dogs smobb the **** out, it's time to go And hit the corna store So we can drink some mo' Hennessy makes me feel fine 187 up in the house packin a fat nine Can't be caught without my shit, nigga please Mutha****as know me and they know I'm stackin g's Shit, haha, Yeah, mutha****as straight get gatted up if you ain't got your shit, haha, that's how it's jumpin off on the West Coast, haha Chorus: It ain't no party, like a west coast party cuz a east coast party ain't shit It ain't no party, like a east coast party cuz a west coast party ain't shit (2X) Simplē E: Ain't nothin changed but the days, to blaze ain't enough I got my counterpart thinking he tough I do it smooth-like, I do it just like it outta be done So kitty come, kitty come Get a load of E's shit I got the bump and shit To make a mutha****a sit and recite my shit So nigga, woah, b***h boy, back back Don't make me act a fool and abstract Subtract, eliminate ya face from your body I like to party drinkin Bacardi Breezers, young skeezers can't get with it My style so foul toxic waste couldn't rid it I'm rockin shades And I'm sportin my braids For the east, post north how we do it We do it, we done it and run it, look at me Spice 1 and the Simplē E We got you silly suckers stuck on stupid So move it We be the bomb baby We be the funk to freak So see, ain't no party, like a east coast party cuz a west coast party ain't shit Chorus: It ain't no party, like a west coast party cuz a east coast party ain't shit It ain't no party, like a east c