Bounce rock, roller sk8te
Underground, rap, hip-hop, blues, R&B
fresh out the unorthadox chambers of lower hell
Lyrics
(Verse one)
Another Bright sunny day
Cali-forn-I-A
From Compton to the bay
Hide streets in my Cheverly
Grooving off some Marvin Gay
Top down, loud sounds, children in the playground
This my home,
I plan to stay
Nothing like the West,
Where the women half dress
Fresher then a bar of zest
Dressed in my Sundays best
Tee shirt and guess, little pieces on the chest
At the park with the vest
Slamming bones, blowing stress
Fifth of belvy nothing less,
Keep the lead, if you want to test
Da’Luxe by request,
As the food prep
Watch em’ do they two step
Slide right, move left
Move left, and slide right
It’s going down tonight
Building up an appetite
Super soakers, water fights
Little homies playing dices
Big rimes, loud pips
Muscle cars, race stripes
Chop-chops, sport bikes
Low ride
The California life
To hit the strip on the late night
Summer breeze
Palm trees
Gold Dee’s
Sticky green
Starched jeans
White tee’s
hub city baby
where every body crazy
that's where my gramma rised me
1980's baby
(Verse Two)
Keegan: upon request.
(Verse Three)
Setting on some 23’s
Paint wet, top down
Trunk popped
Loud sounds
Neon lights,
It’s going down
Dirty Da’Luxe,
I’m hot clown
Talk of the underground
6 three, heresy brown
With a bop and a frown
Ladddddddies,
Rub your tits if you feeling this shit
Husssstleeeerrr,
Grab your dicks if you getting them chips
Bathing apes on the kicks,
French names on the stitch
Copping dro by the bricks,
And Conic by the fifths
Yeaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
like a Roster, stay surrounded by chicks
I ain’t no star, so tell your chick stop sending me flicks
In that Chevy with chrome tips
Loud pipes as I tip,
In the Cutty 86, with the European lips
Aiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!
He sick,
naw I’m hot
you can’t tell by the wrist
The chain and peace is frost bit,
got north pole on the fest
a Straight stunter
got your main gal on my bumper
in my stevie wonders all summer
