Let the chronic burn as the Daytons spin
It ain’t been this much drama since I first heard Eminem
In the club, poppin' X pills like M & Ms
Call it Dre day, we celebratin', ************ bring a friend
Bottles on me, tell the waiter to order another round
And put that cheap-ass hypnotic down (Put your ‘cris up!)
If you feel the same way
Who got 'em hittin' switches NY to LA

(If I could fit the whole hood in the club)
Hop in the low-rider, long as you got ************ in the back
(I turn it into a strip-club)
Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass
(If I could fit the hole world in the club)
Tell the DJ to bang my ************t, the west-coast in this ************
(Pop bottles and twist up)
Roll up chronic and hash
In a blunt, call it Aftermath

Somebody tell me where the drinks at
Where the ************ at
You ******* on the first night, meet me in the back
I got a pound of chronic, and a gang of freaks
Move ************! Who the ******* you think they came to see?
The protégé of the D R E
You take a picture with him, and you gotta ******* me
And you gotta ******* Busta, can’t touch Eve
Got something in my waist that you can’t touch either
That’s — my gangsta ************, and like Crips and Bloods
I’m in the club on some gangsta ************t
(So ******* twist up)
Light another dub
************ get scared when *******s start fighting in the club
Ain’t nothing but a g-thing, baby it’s a g-thing
Bounce like you got hydraulics in your g-string
I ******* a different ************ seven days a week
Hit the switch, watch it bounce like a Scott Storch beat

(If I could fit the whole hood in the club)
Hop in the low-rider, long as you got ************ in the back
(I turn it into a strip-club)
Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass
(If I could fit the hole world in the club)
Tell the DJ to bang my ************t, the west-coast in this ************
(Pop bottles and twist up)
Roll up chronic and hash
In a blunt, call it Aftermath
Bounce
Call it a lap-dance
Bounce
Call it a lap-dance

Now watch it bounce
Hit the switch, let it bounce till the police shut the ************t down
(When you hit the club)
Tell 'em you came with me
(We gonna twist up)
In the V.I.P
It’s a new day, and if you ever knew Dre
Mother******, you would say I was the new Dre
Same Impala, different spokes
Same chronic, just a different smoke

(If I could fit the whole hood in the club)
Hop in the low-rider, long as you got ************ in the back
(I turn it into a strip-club)
Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass
(If I could fit the hole world in the club)
Tell the DJ to bang my ************t, the west-coast in this ************
(Pop bottles and twist up)
Roll up chronic and hash
In a blunt, call it Aftermath

Hood in the club
Hop in the low-rider, long as you got ************ in the back
(I turn it into a strip-club)
Call it a lap-dance, when the six-fo' bounce that ass
(If I could fit the hole world in the club)
Tell the DJ to bang my ************t, the west-coast in this ************
(Pop bottles and twist up)
Roll up chronic and hash
In a blunt, call it Aftermath

Bounce
Call it a lap-dance
Bounce
Call it a lap-dance
Bounce
Call it a lap-dance
Bounce
Call it a lap-dance
Bounce
Bounce