Party on the West Coast

Y'all niggas is a mess

Thinking I'm gon stop, giving L.A. props

Ain't no party like a West Coast party

'Cause a West Coast party don't stop

When we party on the West Coast (on the West Coast)

Drinkin' and smokin' all night, all night long

We keep it funky on the West Coast

(They gon' keep it funky on the West Side)

I got love for my people on the West Coast, yeah!

When the la-la hits ya', lyrics just splits ya

Head so hard, that your hat can't fit you

Either I'm with ya or against ya

Format venture, back through that maze I sent ya

The maze is a daze, I blaze, I will amaze

Smokin' while you're lokin' with some California A's

Me and B.I.G., what it is, get it in

Sippin' gin with the Hen in the alleyway

Bangin' the Cali way

Talking to the rap inventor

Nigga with the game tight, fifth of that flame right

Spell my name right, B-I, double-G, I-E

Iced out, lights out, me and Cease-a-Leo

S-N-double O-P, big D-O

Old school nigga, '84 El Camino

LBC know, we love Biggie though

I.E.Y. in even Bernadino

When we party on the West Coast (on the West Coast)

Drinkin' and smokin' all night, all night long

We keep it funky on the West Coast

(They gon' keep it funky on the West Side)

I got love for my people on the West Coast, yeah!

Going back to Cali, strictly for the weather

Women and the weed, sticky green

No seeds, bitch please, Poppa ain't soft

Dead up in the hood, ain't no love lost

Y'all know I'm from the West, I'm the king to be exact

You better holla at me when you need that chronic sack

I got it all, one call, no stall, on the ball

Winter, spring, summer, fall

Listen to me, holla at ya dogg

Words of the clever, forever multiply

Birds of a feather, preparin' 'em to fly

Perfection, selection

This is a B.I.G. D.P.G.C. connection

I'ma spell my name one more time, check it