Letras: Mike Jones. The American Dream. My 6 Fo'.

Cruisin down the street in my 6 4, jockin the bitches, slappin a hoe. Went to the park to get the scoop, knuckleheads out there, cold, shootin some hoops.



Cruisin down the street in my 6 4, jockin a bitch, jockin a bitch

Cruisin down the street in my (who), jockin a (Mike Jones, Jones, Jones)



Well I'm cruisin down the street in my candy painted low (low)

bouncin like a door, with 4 on my 6 4's

I pull up wood grippin, doors 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

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)



Cruisin down the street in my 6 4, jockin a bitch, jockin a bitch

Cruisin down the street in my 6 4, jockin a bitch, jockin a bitch

Cruisin down the street in my 6 4, jockin a bitch, jockin a bitch

Cruisin down the street in my, (Bun B) jockin a bitch



It's Bun B,

I'm known for slammin cadillac doors

Comin down on that kandy

With them swanger and them 4's

But I got love for the west coast (all day)

so I suppose I'm-a head out to Cali

the land of the low lows

Touchdown to L-A-X and I don't need no car,

Robbie Chino pick me up with the bud and the bar

In the hood I'm-a star,

so to the hood i'm-a go

with mike Jones and Snoop Dogg

and they already know.


Then I get love from the B's,

love from the C's,

Mexican, Asian that's a more of O G's

Throw it up when they see me

and holla Ay Bun

When im comin out as soon as ansy gray one

You might see me at long beach

OR MAYBE PASADENA.

Inglewood i e or West COVINA

a southside ride with the homie big Kun,

car hoppin, top droppin,

the gettin get good when I'm



Cruisin down the street in my 6 4, jockin a bitch, jockin a bitch

Cruisin down the street in my 6 4, jockin a bitch, jockin a bitch

Cruisin down the street in my 6 4, jockin a bitch, jockin a bitch

Cruisin down the street in my (Snoop Dogg) jockin a bitch



Big Snoop Dogg with a yellow paris hiny

with two girlies in the back in they crip blue bikinis

shakin and they jumpin cause the duece keep bouncin

tippin, whippin, thats it, steady dippin

Candy paint drippin and these axels want a 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 boyz

We love them low lows

an real car club niggas bang they low doors

and take fo tows

See everything is fine

I'm in the 64

A 60 trail a 59

I love my car

like I love my wife

See lowridin aint a sport

its a way of life

On the real dough I'll tell you how it feel though

If you see me in the fo creepin slow yo