Damizza - Cruzin' (Remix) lyrics

Chorus: MC Magic This is why we're cruisin' Rollin' in my '64 on a Sunday night Cruisin' Cruisin' You know we're cruisin' Rollin' in my '64 on a Sunday night Cruisin' Cruisin' [Verse 1: MC Magic] Well it's your boy Magic City, 'bout to ride again Twist it up from A-Zilla where we ride in the wind Droppin' somethin' for my chicas and Mexicans Tres colores It's the green, white and the red I rock the stage with two flags Cause I rep both sides From the 602's to the 805's My man Damizza Butch Ca**idy and D-Love Steady chasin' paper cause we can't get enough I see you little mama from the corner of my eye Sayin' to you girls, "Damn, he so fly" Mamacita step up and we can do what we do Candy paint top down, girl That's how we cruise Repeat Chorus [Verse 2: Down] Cruisin' down the street in my six-dos On leaning like a cholo on the Channel 5 News Went to the park to get the scoop The homies out there, cold drinkin' some brew A car pulls up, who can it be? A fresh El Camino It's Miz and B.C Got the females on the scene The cooler's full of drink The grill is cracked and DJ's bangin' the beats Kids spin around on the merry-go-round Signin' autographs now, cause they all love Down Cause this is what we do On a Sunday afternoon We shine up the ride, and we take it for a cruise Repeat Chorus [Verse 3: Butch Ca**idy] I'm still cruisin' in my GTS With three fine ladies that will get undressed For me and D, and my homeboy Magic My car (???), you know we gotta have it I love cruisin' in the summertime Drop top faded cause the world is mine Feelin' on these ladies cause you know I wanna stab it Can't help it, it's a habit, I'm just cruisin', livin' lavish Yeah Hook: Butch Ca**idy Cruisin' Just me and you And later on, ain't no tellin' what we gon' Do [Verse 4: Damizza] I was sittin' in a park On A Sunday Afternoon Rollin' up to clear out Los bumpin' the oldie tunes L.S.O.B For a quick summer breeze That's all the party needs, music, ladies and the weed Them hot summer nights got my girl feelin' right Bout to take her on home So baby, say goodnight Slap hands with the homies, and hop back in my right Cause a cruise through the 805 is how we ended up our night Repeat Chorus [Down talking over Chorus] Yeah I'm headin' back home on the 101 My cellphone's dead The sun went down Man, I'm tired And right when I roll up to my crib I open up my garage And park my six-deuce back in k** all the lights I'm a take a little nap I can't wait til next summer, homeboy It's gon' be on It's gon' be on... It's gon' be on...