It's That Time Again - Roscoe, LaToiya Williams

Soopafly on the track

It’s real big tonight

(How big is it?) Soopa' big

It’s that time again, we in the place to be

Hands in the air, if you really wanna party I’ll take you there

Everybody get your groove on everywhere, everywhere

It’s that time again, we in the place to be

I love to see, everybody wanna party with a D.P.G

Take a toast and we can get ready for the good part

Here we go again, Crenshaw Boulevard

Hittin' switches in the fours again

Time to go Spring Break shoppin' and get some clothes again

All eyes as we rollin' in under the influence

Hit the Beverly Center

The Hennessy and mystic mixed with this indo got me lifted

O-Dizzle with the bomb dizzle, let my nizzle Bizzle twist it

Be legit and stack, now let me hit it

Ladies chase me and busta’s scheme

To see me caught up in the twist is a busta’s dream

We too fly when we cruise by

Me and my Westside riders and plus my original squad

In PA sippin' E&J

Dippin' the everyday Chevrolet’s candy painted

Got my eyes wired shut

Kick back for a minute, let my high rise up

I can’t be faded, tough guys wise up

It’s that time again, we in the place to be

Hands in the air, if you really wanna party I’ll take you there

Everybody get your groove on everywhere, everywhere

It’s that time again, we in the place to be

I love to see, everybody wanna party with a D.P.G

Take a toast and we can get ready for the good part

You wanna party with a D.P.G.?, then come and holla at me

I’ll be up at DoggHouse with all the homies

Poppin' my collar happy, doin' it big as ever

In the City of Angels, Devils, and pretty weather

The 'Shaw packed with bumper to bumper traffic

All bouncin' and 40 ouncin'

Hydraulic with it, alcoholic with it

Bumper paint and polished, demolished

But we ain’t trippin', we got heavy wallets

Sittin' on dubs, rollin' on three wheels

On the four with mugs, on the four with big wheels

Just breezin', and all the non-believers eventually gon' end up believin'

Roscoe Desoto the brown bomber, Philly Phanatic

Automatic packin' with my khakis saggin'

Philaphorn-I-A, Y.A., where everyday is Friday

It’s that time again, we in the place to be

Hands in the air, if you really wanna party I’ll take you there

Everybody get your groove on everywhere, everywhere

It’s that time again, we in the place to be

I love to see, everybody wanna party with a D.P.G

Take a toast and we can get ready for the good part

You know the Young Assassins gon' get it crackin'

Everytime we mashin' - runnin' 'em up, actin' a straight nut

When the yak in my cup spills, I get a refill

Enemies plottin' on me, y’all better keep chill

I put it down like a G supposed to

And show you somethin' that only a G could show you

Makin' all the cheese, leavin' mice with tofu

Young but I’m cool, laid back and old school

Come here girl, let me show you how to G walk

And maybe after we could sneak off

I’ma — talent scout with a casting couch

If you ain’t got no talent, ya gotta get out

Let me rock the breezies one time with my raw rhyme

I’ll show 'em how to do the snake with they jaw line

I’m D.P.'d out, with every piece of love in the club 'bout to follow me out

And they all mine

It’s that time again, we in the place to be

Hands in the air, if you really wanna party I’ll take you there

Everybody get your groove on everywhere, everywhere

It’s that time again, we in the place to be

I love to see, everybody wanna party with a D.P.G

Take a toast and we can get ready for the good part