Sun Ra in a 65 Lyrics

Playa gained one bitch

She sent two like red rover

I told ya

This playa hail from Southern California

We look a little better

When we bending round them corners

Can't let a square in winners circle

Spitta told me

Can't ride the wave?

You gon' need some bigger floaties

Stupid doo doo dum

How I come

Round the country

Do it like it's nothing

Turned it into something

Put her through the reigns

'For I put her on the runway

Blame the Mac God

For the game blessed upon thee

Throwing 84's

On the stretch white humvee

See me looking lovely

Get the fuck from me

Birds and the bees

Yes I be's bouts my honey

Gave her butterflies

Now I'm poking on her tummy

Yummy

Balling on a scallywag punk bieutch

Told them one at a time

Fall in love

Fall in line

Always ball 'til we fall

Smoking different color pine

Sitting cherry suede seats

Make your bieutch

Hit recline

Feel like Sun Ra

In a cosmic black 65

Riding on a cloud

With them greased vogue tires

Triple gold spokes

Sent ya bieutch down a spiral

Need to break a trick?

I'm the man you want to hire

My bitches don't retire

We stack this money higher