Omega - Lip Smackin' (La-La Land) lyrics

My summer's great yo, I wanna know how's yours Besides the beach sand, I want the deets on detours Keep struggling on that work yo, I'm Tommy Cruisin' (Chorus) This is in remembrance of my man Sean Bell In celebration of them days where there were no shells [Verse 2] Yo, I ain't no Kevin James, nah I'm not the King of Queens No copping at the mall either, no time for jeans I'm in the concrete jungle, Mowgli by all means, and I'm a Rabble Rouser, Eddy Duane on them deans But never underestimate the heart of a champ But I say I never seen a champ using food stamps, see N Man, yeah I must say Dreams were not fulfilled before they reached the grave So I'mma do it for them, success is what I crave I want a Milli shows, a Milli in a wave Rave, blackened-white, I'm kinda gray It's a shame I don't get much songs to play But before I get played, let me take a stop at the shop and try to get an upgrade... (Chorus) (x2)