Mike Jones ft. Bun B & Snoop My 64 - Radio Lyrics

[Intro - Easy E]
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4 (Mike Jones!)
Jockin the b____es, slapping the hoes,
Went to the park to get the scoop,
Knuckleheads out there cold shootin some hoops

[Chorus - Easy E]
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my (Who?), jockin the b____es (Mike Jones! Jones! Jones!)

[Verse 1 - Mike Jones]
Well I'm cruisin down the street in my candy painted low (low!)
Bouncin like a toad with 4's on my 6-4
I pull up wood grippin 4's tippin sittin low
I'm hittin sixteen switches watch it stop and hit the floor
I'm leanin on the curb sippin syrup blowin dro (dro!)
The girls show me love when they panties hit the floor
I said I'm leanin on the curb sippin syrup blowin dro
I got the 6-4 hoppin watch it stop and do a show
First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it
First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it
First I lean then I rock (Mike Jones!)
First I lean then I rock (I said!)
First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it
I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it, because I'm

[Chorus - Easy E]
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my (Bun B.), jockin the b____es

[Verse 2 - Bun B]
It's Bun B I'm known for slammin Cadillac doors
Comin down on that candy, wit them swangers and them 4's
But I got love for the West Coast (all day)
So I suppose I'ma head out to Cali, the land of the low lows
Touch down in L-A-X and I don't need no car
Robin Chino pick me up with the bud and the bar
In the hood I'ma star, so to the hood I'ma go
With Mike Jones and Snoop Dogg and they already know
Then I get love from the B's (B's), love from the C's (C's)
Mexican, Asian, then some more of O G's
Throw it up when they see me and holla "Hey Bun" (Bun)
When I'm comin out a soul a__asin gray one
You might see me at Long Beach or maybe Pasadena (dena)
Inglwood, I-E, or West Covina (vina)
A Southside ridin with the homie Big Koon
Car hoppin, top droppin, (yep) so get a key room when I'm

[Chorus - Easy E]
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my (Snoop Dogg), jockin the b____es

[Verse 3 - Snoop Dogg]
Big Snoop Dogg in a yellow Perazzini
With two girlies in the back in they crip blue bikinis
Shakin and they jumpin cause the duece keep bouncin
Tippin, whippin, that a__ steady dippin
Candy paint drippin and these axels what I'm sippin
As I shake like a dice game cold as the Ice Age
Mike Jones rockin like a Rollin Stone
It's Snoop Dogg boy I'm b-b-bad to the bone
Yea them Cali boys we love them low lows
And real car club members bang they low doors
And take 4 toes
See everything is fine
I'm in the 64 or 60 Tre or 59
I love my car, like I love my wife
See lowridin ain't a sport it's a way of life
On the real tho I'll tell you how I feel tho
If you see me in the 4 creepin real slow yo

[Chorus - Easy E]
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my 6-4, jockin the b____es, jockin the b____es
Cruisin down the street in my, jockin the b____es

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