I Left My Wallet in El Segundo

Lyrics for I Left My Wallet in El Segundo

Toqué ese guitarra! Q-Tip, uh, where were you going? I left my wallet in El Segundo I left my wallet in El Segundo I left my wallet in El Segundo I got to get it, I got, got to get it I left my wallet in El Segundo I left my wallet in El Segundo I left my wallet in El Segundo I got to get it, I got, got to get it My mother went away for a month-long trip Her and some friends on an ocean liner ship She made a big mistake by leaving me home I had to roam so I picked up the phone Dialed Ali up to see what was going down Told him I pick him up, so we could drive around Took the Dodge Dart, a '74 My mother left a yard but I needed one more Shaheed had me covered with a hundred greenbacks So we left Brooklyn and we made big tracks Drove down the Belt, got on the Conduit Came to a toll, and paid and went through it Had no destination, we was on a quest Ali laid in the back so he can get rest Drove down the road for two-days-and-a-half The sun had just risen on a dusty path Just then a figure had caught my eye A man with a sombrero who was four feet high I pulled over to ask where we was at His index finger, he tipped up his hat El segundo, he said, my name is Pedro If you need directions, I'll tell you pronto Need a civilization, some sort of reservation He said a mile south, there's a fast food station Thanks, señor, as I started the motor Ali said, "Damn, Tip, what did you drive so far for?" Well, describe to me what the wallet looks like Anyway, a gas station we passed We got gas and went on to get grub It was a nice little pub in the middle of nowhere Anywhere would have been better I ordered enchiladas and I ate 'em Ali had the fruit punch When we finished, we thought for ways to get back I had a hunch Ali said, "Pay for lunch," so I did it Pulled out the wallet and I saw this wicked beautiful lady She was a waitress there Put the wallet down and stared and stared To put me back into reality, here's Shaheed "Yo Tip man, you got what you need?" I checked for keys and started to step And what do you know, my wallet I forget Yo, it was a brown wallet, it had props numbers It had my jimmy hats, I gotta get it man Lord, have mercy The heat got hotter, Ali starts to curse me I feel bad, but he makes me feel badder Chit-chit-chatter, car starts to scatter Breaking on out, we was northeast bound Jetting on down at the speed of sound Three days coming and three more going We get back and there was no slack 490 Madison, we're here, Sha He said, "All right, Tip, see you tomorrow Thinking about the past week, the last week Hands go in my pocket, I can't speak Hopped in the car and torped' to the shack Of Shaheed, we gotta go back When he said "Why?," I said "We gotta go 'Cause I left my wallet in El Segundo" Yeah, I left my wallet in El Segundo I left my wallet in El Segundo I left my wallet in El Segundo I got to get it, I got, got to get it I left my wallet in El Segundo I left my wallet in El Segundo I left my wallet in El Segundo Come on, let's go Come on, let's go Come on, let's go (Yo Phife)