Cruisin' Music Lyrics

Turn me up, don't turn me down

Keys, wallet, phone

Lip chap

This is cruising music

Cruising, cruising

Cruising, cruising

Cruising, cruising

This is cruising music

Cruising, cruising

Cruising, cruising

Cruising, cruising

Cruising

I got the coche tonoche

Pull one out the yank

The candy paint on it like dulces

Best believe the 'fit gon' coincide

Slow ride

South side

My baby showing off tonight

Gleam, gleam

Sheen and luster

Complexion like peanut butter

On chocolate mahogany for my grain, I push the button

To get my speakers bumping

To whip my neck to something

To melt into the leather

Like cocoa and that's on heaven

With my windows down

Pull up, let the starter growl

We just stepping, flexing, leaning, cooking

Dressing

Windows down

Pull up, let the starter growl

We just sliding, vibing, minding our own business

This is cruising music

Cruising music

Cruising music

This is cruising music

Cruising music

Cruising music

When I hit your block, Imma hit it slow

Don't say nothing to me, dawg, I'm on a roll

On black & gold, on dirty rims, on 24s

And I'm on your neck if you didn't know

Pretty as a picture

Solid as a pillar

City's tallest figure when I when I get them wheels up

And I hear that thing could sizzle

I'm into that

Not one for dramatics, let my engine chat

Something of an urban legend

Something of a sight to see

I be that phantom in the phantom

What's your fan-ta-ta-sy

360 degrees, applying pressure

Never retreat

I let my doors swing

Big whip energy

So it's windows down

Pull up, let the starter growl

We just stepping, flexing, leaning, cooking

Dressing

Windows down

Pull up, let the starter growl

We just sliding, vibing, minding our own business

This is cruising music

Cruising music

Cruising music

This is cruising music

Cruising music

Cruising music

Picture me rolling

Picture me floating

Picture me rolling

One time, One time

Picture me rolling

Picture me floating

Picture me rolling

One time, One time