Homies at the park, they pullin’ up, I’m like, “¿Que pasa?”
Skating through the suburbs, dude, but I speak for la Raza
Leaning on this longboard, yeah, for sure, but I got balance
If it ain’t that sticky-icky, then I don’t want nada
You ain’t got no Ocean Spray, okay, I don’t want nada
Ridin’ through these Cali streets like I’m Erik Estrada
I ain’t fuckin’ with no bad vibes, nada
Ridin’ in my new truck like it’s a lowrider
We ain’t got no lighter, damn
We got no lighter, damn
Who gon’ take a trip, who gon’ take a trip
Who gon’ take a trip with me?
Doggface, Boss Dogg
What it do? We gon’ break it down
Gimme the sack so I can roll back
Roll up the windows, we in the ‘Lac
Know where we goin’, drank pourin’
I spilled the weed all over the floor and
Last blunt, so I gotta get it right
And when I do, shit, I gotta get a light
I tap my pockets, check my dash
And my glove box
Parked the car and I checked this bitch
Where’s my lighter? I need a hit
Dogg provokin’
Locomotin’
No lighter
So ain’t no smokin’
We ain’t got no lighter, damn
We got no lighter, damn
Who gon’ take a trip, who gon’ take a trip
Who gon’ take a trip with me?
Who gon’ take a trip, who gon’ take a trip
Who gon’ take a trip with me?
All my friends know the low rider
The low rider is a little higher
Hey