Westside Glide

Aye baby is you down to ride Comin from the west side We too smooth to glide Aye baby is you down to ride Comin from the west side We too smooth to glide Aye baby is you down to ride Comin from the west side We too smooth to glide Aye baby is you down to ride Aye baby is you down to ride Three cigarettes in deep And my lungs been lookin bleek Driving down on our street Cruising to the beat Baby get up out ya seat Get up out ya seat I don't play soccer But I kick it like some cleats Cause I'm fooly and cooly Baby can't fool me I pull up wit sans So you should go and get ya mans I'm a pretty boy so I never throw no hands I might grapple though and throw em to the stands Never get em off my chest I bench press em Waitin for the next round teach the next lesson Runnin out of money entering recession Rest of the world in a manic depression I'm my own weapon call me Smith n Wesson Nine tail fox controlling my aggression Breakin all these ankles caught ya half steppin Got ya girl hot she gave me her discretion All this henny in my system got me actin stupid Still too smooth stole her heart like cupid These are just confessions I'm sorry I'm still human I'm a gentleman thief third like Lupin And I'm hooping Ballin like 6th man shooting Got too many skips now my aux be listed truant Ran out of lines so this rhyme is just a shoe in OKAY! Aye baby is you down to ride Comin from the west side We too smooth to glide Aye baby is you down to ride Comin from the west side We too smooth to glide Aye baby is you down to ride Comin from the west side We too smooth to glide Aye baby is you down to ride Aye baby is you down to ride