Songtext Guest list 7L & Esoteric

Guest list

No jeans, no boots, no chains, no hats,

And still you play rap, I don't understand that

These cats hit the club, looking mad rave

On some oxymoronic shit, looking straight gay

Now I ain't gonna pay, 'cause my name's on the guest list

Fuck your dress code, I'm dressed in fresh mode

And about to explode,

'Cause you're taking mad long with my ID

I'm in here weekly

You know my face by now,

Stop wasting my time, you know the deal, get me out of this line

"The list is closed"

How you gonna say the list is closed?

I'm rocking ?? shoes and ?? 6-0's

"Yeah, step right ahead ladies"

No, no, you ain't --

Come on, you're being silly

I know Bruno and Billy

Plus 7L's spinning, that's my DJ

"What do you mean he's *your* DJ?"

Yo, yo

Chorus:

No jeans, no boots, no chains, no hats,

And still you play rap, I don't understand that

These cats hit the club, just to get dissed

"I'll wreck the spot if I'm not on the guest list"

I'm playing the game, respecting the bouncer

Acting like he has fame, but when I complain

He makes room for some wack cats

Blue shirt, black slacks,

Spiked hair, silver chains,

Motherfucker looking lame

?No one has to speak?

"Just take it easy there, chief"

Chief?!What's this, some type of personal beef?

See, I could be a dyke on a pedal bike

Rockin' metal spikes, multicolored dreadlocks, and reppin' tights

A college cat with a white hat and ?pro? shoes

Who still thinks Abercrombie's the big news

I could be a bucklehead, I could be a raver

I could run around Lansdowne with my pants down, ?on E?

And still get in this club for free

But since I MC, yo, you front endlessly

"You got a college ID?"

You know the doorman's agenda:

"You had to pay so you could enter"

[Chorus]

It's 2000 now, these cats know the ??

I could roll up in the club and not show my ID

I could dress like a Texan, rock French Connection

Break out my BDP shirt from '87

It doesn't matter, I rock 'the scully? and Timbs

Wear a camouflage jumpsuit to cover my limbs

They're still like "Come on in, here's a tonic and gin

Everybody, Eso's here, the night can begin"

Yo, I really can't complain, it's free champagne

Everybody knows my name, here let me explain:

See the cats who ?pat me down?, wanna ?gas? me now

"Yo Eso, shit's hot, just waiting on that album now"

Yeah, no doubt, you know the deal, stay up

Everything is name brand, I'm pulling chicks like a caveman

'Cause when I hit the club, I don't get dissed, because

"I'll wreck the spot if I'm not on the guest list"

[Chorus]

[shout outs]