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Somethin' about the West Coast
That makes me bang the East
It's somethin' about the West Coast
That makes me bang the beach
Say you wanna roll
In my six fo'
And have some fun
Baby, let's have some fun
Oh, we'll get low
And that's for sho'
We'll hop on dubs
Baby, and have some fun
Now check us out
From when I met you at the roller rink
Cotton candy with the Shasta drink
Brace with the rest, they were white and pink
Only kissin' we did was on the cheek
Remember, like yesterday
We'd hop on our bikes and just ride away
Knew you'd be mine somehow, someway
And I'ma say I do
Say you wanna roll
In my six fo'
And have some fun
Baby, let's have some fun
Oh, we'll get low
And that's for sho'
We'll hop on dubs
Baby, and have some fun
Now check us out
Three bottles of Mo', dope models for sho'
We havin' a good time avoidin' one-time
Layin' in the sunshine, it's all gravy
Dip dip, hit a switch, what's crackin', baby?
Ride with me, slide with a double-oh
Sip on this Mo-Mo, get your bubble on
Bring your girlfriends, all y'all can come along
'Cause we'll be doin' this all summer long
In the Cadillac beatin' up some Battlecat
Dogg, you's a fool, but baby, let me handle that
Oh, you don't drink, so you don't think
You can't wink, you ain't gon' spit, you ain't no freak
'Cause I can turn you, learn you and burn you up
Give me the cup, sit down and shut up
I'll be damned, we done ran up out of Mo' again
Here we, here we go again
Say you wanna roll
In my six fo'
And have some fun
Baby, let's have some fun
Oh, we'll get low
And that's for sho'
We'll hop on dubs
Baby, and have some fun
Now check us out
I got a Chevrolet
Whitewalls and them 20-inch thangs
In the coupe with Snoop hittin' juice on Truce
Top down to feel the sun rays
Feelin' kinda good right now
Rollin' round my hood right now
Lookin' for somethin' to do like a barbecue
Too hot to be in the house
A little bit of music and a couple of babes
A little bit of drink and a game of spades
Take your kids to your mama house
Y'all know what I'm talkin' 'bout
It's 'bout to go down
Say you wanna roll
In my six fo'
And have some fun
Baby, let's have some fun
Oh, we'll get low
And that's for sho'
We'll hop on dubs
Baby, and have some fun
Now check us out
A'ight, a'ight, I admit I'm type picky
Take trips to Cali strictly for the sticky
I'ma get it crunk anywhere I go
Why you smooth haters actin' like y'all don't know?
From barbecues to bar mitzvahs
OGs crack the O.E. while they listen to me
Cris' on the table, chronic in the air
Come on, pass that shh like that's that shh
New School, Battlecat, funk is in your Sony
The Bee showin' love to the Westside homies
Give you somethin' you can feel, real recognize the real
'Cause, 'cause somethin' 'bout the East Coast
That make us wanna squeeze mo'
For those who don't think that we ride
Gon' show you how we do the damn thing
We gon' show you how we do
Say you wanna roll
In my six fo'
And have some fun
Baby, let's have some fun
Oh, we'll get low
And that's for sho'
We'll hop on dubs
Baby, and have some fun
Now check us out
Say you wanna roll
In my six fo'
And have some fun
Baby, let's have some fun
Oh, we'll get low
And that's for sho'
We'll hop on dubs
Baby, and have some fun
Now check us out
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