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
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 (Yo Phife)