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Crenshaw on night

Drinking' up my friends me and Trend
Check the but I'll be stepping on the scene
All the get de-fiending me
be fiending me when I'm leaning in my route

When I get the Jefferson and I'm at you
And I'm rolling down the other
On my eyes is the Locs all around
They' be trying to be because I'm Skee-Lo yo

It's all though I'm exbo I'm coasting
Gangster's hitting switches corners three wheel motions
And I'm hoping to a fly honey looking cute
game what's your name?

You cute in your daisy dukes
Who me I'm Skee, I rap and
Pull over I wanna know you and my wants to know your crew
Now how them cheeks fit in the seat of Jeep

See this is type of that could be cool for me
I like her style she my style
I her smile she think I'm funny
Won't it be pump rolling Crenshaw on Sunday

on Sunday night
Slowing down to forty
Crenshaw on night
down to forty five

It's only cracking on Sunday nights don't be out jacking
They be out macking for action and satisfaction
And I'll be asking freaks for they AT&T well how you doing?
You looking hey my name is Funke

Yo your show is swollen your corner
You trap and you be in freaks got more than Gary Coleman
So your name?
(My name is Brenda my call me Brend)

That's Skee-Lo and yo call your friends and hop on in
Let's take a spin bust a mission of exposition you and trippin'
And now got the taste of some chicken and waffles
A special for Funke
Now since everybody hungry yo I'm a road to Roscoe's

Stand with women stack with Toni Brax
left they straps and gats at the pack
The just asking for Jimmy hats so they can tax
But I'ma max and relax and my bomb day
on Sundays

Crenshaw on Sunday
Slowing down to forty
Crenshaw on night
Slowing down to forty

Bumper to bumper people fronting fun
And do on slossing cars parking music bumping
Nobody dumping starting nothing
We just kicking it and digits on one time be giving tickets

But I'm with up to date tags on my plates
The boulevard is hot from spot to spot your block
All the homies be coming from Beach, Compton and Wash
song is props and all the cops can do is watch

It's two 'o' am and we still at the parking lot
Covering freaks with the camera like the freak net in the Atlanta
Georgia, with more hoes than told ya
Coast will be having more hoochies for ya I wanna know ya

That's the type of game I'm spitting
Rollin up and down the strip steady is how I'm living
Ain't no fun if the homies can't
Show ya we all packed in the bag at the Shaw on Sunday night

Crenshaw on night
down to forty five
Crenshaw on Sunday
Slowing down to forty

Crenshaw on night
Slowing to forty five
Crenshaw on night
down to forty five

Crenshaw on night
Slowing to forty five