[Intro / Ad-libs]
Yeah… uh-huh…
Dex in the cut…
Laid-back style… fo’ shizzle…
Roll with me…
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[Verse 1]
Yo, my dog Dex, he got that flex,
Roll through the hood like a big T-Rex,
Got the homies shook, yeah they all perplexed,
Chillin’ real smooth, bulletproof vest.
Don’t stress, Dex better than the rest,
This ain’t checkers, nah, it’s straight-up chess,
Yeah, the name’s Dex, got that G-Funk finesse,
Lay you down slow, put your pride to the test.
Kickin’ it back, sippin’ on gin,
Laid-back dog, yeah, he always win,
From the street corners straight to the scene,
Big boss moves with a G-Funk lean.
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[Hook]
My dog Dex, yeah he run the scene,
Gold on his wrist, and his ride stay clean,
Treats on deck, always livin’ the dream,
Laid-back boss with that West Coast gleam.
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[Verse 2]
Wrist too heavy, yeah, that Rolex shine,
Gold rope chain swingin’, keepin’ it fine,
Dex in the cut, sippin’ on some wine,
Cruisin’ down the block, music in line.
First class vibes, no need to stress,
Homies in the ride, yeah, we stay blessed,
Streetwise smarts, that’s how he progress,
West Coast style, always lookin’ fresh.
Slide through the spot, everybody know his name,
Smooth operator, yeah, he run the game,
Sunset boulevard, you can see the flame,
Big dog Dex, and the streets stay tame.
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[Hook]
My dog Dex, yeah he run the scene,
Gold on his wrist, and his ride stay clean,
Treats on deck, always livin’ the dream,
Laid-back boss with that West Coast gleam.
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[Verse 3]
From the corner to the cruise, he keep it real,
Dex got the groove, let the music feel,
Old school flow with a brand-new appeal,
Smooth operator, that’s the gangsta deal.
Roll through the city, top down, vibes set,
People know the name, yeah, we don’t forget,
Hustle in his veins, yeah, he cashin’ the check,
Big dog Dex, West Coast respect.
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[Bridge / Breakdown]
Uh-huh… yeah…
Laid-back boss, fo’ shizzle…
Slide through the block, Dex in the whip…
Rollin’ deep, homies ridin’ with it…
Uh… smooth like gin, ice on the scene…
West Coast life, livin’ the dream…
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[Verse 4]
Evenin’ lights glow, streets talk low,
Dex run the game, everybody know,
No need to rush, he take it slow,
Old-school vibe with that modern flow.
Catch him at the spot, sneakers on the curb,
Every move calculated, every line superb,
From the alley to the stage, you feel the word,
Big dog Dex, he the one they heard.
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[Hook] x2
My dog Dex, yeah he run the scene,
Gold on his wrist, and his ride stay clean,
Treats on deck, always livin’ the dream,
Laid-back boss with that West Coast gleam.
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[Outro / Ad-libs]
Yeah… Dex in the cut…
Laid-back forever…
West Coast style…
Fo’ shizzle…
Uh-huh… what!
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