Crusing Through the Belt Lyrics

I give up the stars, and the sun, and the sky, and the moon, for you

Yea

I'll pick up guitar, or the bass, or the drums to play a tune, for you

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Just us baby, so I got the two door coupe

That's for you

We gon touch the road

Yea and if want well take it nice and slow

Cruising through the belt

She know how to stay up in her lane now

Yea She's stellar, and you know I'm talking way out

Every second that I'm with her, wanna layout

Trojans on me, I'm a charge her, Junior Seau

Hey now, I just want my baby on the side of me

Sit her ass in my whip, or skip to sodomy

She feel my fro, n say it kinda look like broccoli

Then we toke the greens, And say we into botany

And yes I'm floating

Touching the road

Showing emotion

Getting dome

Can't do convertibles

Her locomotion

Going up and down

She using Newton's second law of motion

Yea

Get it wet to suck it dry, and cause erosion

I give up the stars, and the sun, and the sky, and the moon, for you

Yea

I'll pick up guitar, or the bass, or the drums to play a tune, for you

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Just us baby, so I got the two door coupe

That's for you

We gon touch the road

Yea and if want well take it nice and slow

Cruising through the belt