Riding High

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I make it hard to do like I do My shit sitting so clean I make a scene everytime I drive through Sunny day the shine might blind you on a cold Cali night high beams when I'm right behind you Sometimes I don't try to, now it's a habit I toss every broad I come across and floss automatic Niggas look mad when I pass in the classic push button stash just ask your ass can have it When I'm rollin every moment is magic But it's hard for me to beat the streets low key in something so lavish I'm not the average nigga hittin the blcok my chrome rims spin on grown men sittin on stocks I don't listen to cops my system knocks late night Everything from my paint to my registration type Keep it movin smooth like I'm skatin' on ice Tell'em stop hatin it's just another day in the life [Chorus] I'm ridin high sunroof cracked with the smoke in my eye Yak in my cup and I'm feelin alright Feelin' like I can fly Ridin' low, every hoe you know I know Had em in the 'lac ridin slow crusin down the avenue [Verse 2] Watch me show you how to ball from the East to the West This here nigga Daks please expect nothing less Since I don't wanna be just another one of the rest A lot of players hate me but their ladies love me to death Pull up to the spot fresh washed and waxed Great day for me to floss watch the top drop back Who knew that thery could make enough watts to bump and shake up a block once I turn the bass up a notch For my G's who blaze blunts raise up the shocks everyday of the month you couldn't pay me to stop I don't know what it is maybe it's the rims they jock cause chickens flock on every corner I've been Thinkin I'm a stop and let em' hop in Baby girl you'd better go off at the bus stop watchin em' spin while I continue to coast Slow motion through the wind just to hit another block and go do it again [Chorus] I'm ridin high sunroof cracked with the smoke in my eye Yak in my cup and I'm feelin alright Feelin' like I can fly Ridin' low, every hoe you know I know Had em in the 'lac ridin slow crusin down the avenue [Bridge] Now I was sippin, trippin, ain't tryin to get caught slippin Flossin, dippin, 22 inch rimmin, plenty women (yeah) Can't keep me off game cause I'm gonna do my thang You can't throw salt on me [Verse 3] If it ain't the 'llac truck then my Benz Coupe glistens, not to mention the Black Duece with the roof missin You haer the bitches call when I crawl through the hood I ain't trippin but my fingers itchin' wishin' y'all would I separate the boys from men under the hood And we can take it to a place to race and make it understood They hate the way I ball with all this leather and wood Cause I can floss in bad weather dog and still look good [Chorus] I'm ridin high sunroof cracked with the smoke in my eye Yak in my cup and I'm feelin alright Feelin' like I can fly Ridin' low, every hoe you know I know Had em in the 'lac ridin slow crusin down the avenue [Chorus] I'm ridin high sunroof cracked with the smoke in my eye Yak in my cup and I'm feelin alright Feelin' like I can fly Ridin' low, every hoe you know I know Had em in the 'lac ridin slow crusin down the avenue
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Credits
- Writers
- PJ DeMarks
- Ruben Cruz
- Focus…
- Daks Gentry