Ya know we peepin' y'all  Slow-motion-style  Pacific Ocean-style (Wh-what?)    [Verse one]  I'm in a rowdy-ass club  There's hella-bitches all around me  This girl walks up  She says she's glad that she found me  I told her she was trippin' 'cause the girl ain't even know me  Then she told me  She want to introduce me to her homies  I said "Well, baby girl, go get your kemo sabes"  "I'll get my Liquid niggas"  "We'll meet you in the lobby"  She walked wit' a smile I ain't seened in a while  So we mobbed through the crowd--  Killer-Cal-style  Walkin' wit' a limp, 'cause see, we pimp to perfection  For us to catch a date don't take the Love Connection  Fuck Chuck Woolery  You want a date for surely  All it take is fine jewelry  A wink and a drink and what the fuck you think?  I mack a baby doll down, she in a long black mink  We straight standin' in the lobby straight face-to-face  Then she said "Cut the chase"  "Let's bounce to my place"    [Chorus]  'Cause ladies  We wait for nightfall  You thinkin' that we sleepin' but we peepin' all o' y'all  Even all o' y'all up against the wall  But slow down, baby doll  You can't walk before you crawl    [Verse two]  Still close to gettin' toasted by the b-a-r  About to bounce wit' these bitches 'cause they don't live far  Niggas all up in my grill, lookin' hella-bizarre  I poured my drink on the ground for my dead homey Par (Rest in peace)  Grabbed my car keys  My doctah function  Burnt a little rubber  Made my outroduction  Pumpkin' and her friends pushed the two-door Benz  I pushed the E420 so we looked like twins  Swervin' through the night  Everything is right  Swift rolled a blunt, but he can't find a light  Just when we 'bout to blaze it up and get high  I peeped the one-time out the corner of my eye    [Chorus]  'Cause one-time  They wait for nightfall  We thinkin' that they sleepin'  But they peepin' all o' y'all  Even all o' y'all up against the wall  But slow down, killer-cops  You can't walk before you crawl    One-time  They wait for nightfall  We thinkin' that they sleepin' but they peepin' all o' y'all  Wanna throw a nigga up against the wall  But slow down, killer-cop  You can't walk before you crawl    [Verse three]  I rolled past the cops  I'm on my cell phone blown  Doin' 60 miles-a-hour in a 35 zone  Just when I thought it was about to be on  The girl pulled into the gate of a million-dollar home  Fly landscape and cavi' decorations  The living room was bigger than the Club United Nations  Place was to the point I kicked my shoes off the secko  30 percenters--  When I talked it made a echo  Rolled up the fat perfecto  They wanna skinny dip but I ain't wanna get wet though  So...  Let's go  That's what she told Tash  She led me to her room, lookin' like Stacey Gash  Baby got it pumpin'  Can't help but to feel it  Then she told me that she married to a killer drug dealer  Should I: a) stay  Or: b) bounce immediately    [Chorus]  'Cause haters  They wait for nightfall  We thinkin' that they sleepin' but they peepin' all o' y'all  Even all o' y'all up against the wall  But slow down, baby pa'  You can't walk before you crawl    Can't do it  Ya can't do it  Ya can't walk before ya crawl  That's right y'all  Slow-motion-style  Killer-Cali on the mic  Catastrophe fuckin' it up all the way from the Bermuda Triangle  Hottest shit on the streets  1998, '99, 2000  Raise yo' glass  Raise yo' glass to Tash  Raise yo' glass  And make a toast to Tash  Now  Straigt up  Not tonight  Not tonight  We got Tash on the mic  Not tonight