BUTCH CASSIDY & DAMIZZA - Cruzin' (Remix) lyrics

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This is why we're cruisin'

Rollin' in my '64 on a

Sunday night

Cruisin'

Cruisin'

You know we're cruisin'

Rollin' in my '64 on a

Sunday night

Cruisin'

Cruisin'

Well it's your boy Magic City, 'bout to ride again

Twist it up from A-Zilla where we ride in the wind

Droppin' somethin' for my chicas and Mexicans

Tres colores

It's the green, white and the red

I rock the stage with two flags

Cause I rep both sides

From the 602's to the 805's

My man Damizza

Butch Cassidy and D-Love

Steady chasin' paper cause we can't get enough

I see you little mama from the corner of my eye

Sayin' to you girls, "Damn, he so fly"

Mamacita step up and we can do what we do

Candy paint top down, girl

That's how we cruise

Cruisin' down the street in my six-dos

On leaning like a cholo on the Channel 5 News

Went to the park to get the scoop

The homies out there, cold drinkin' some brew

A car pulls up, who can it be?

A fresh El Camino

It's Miz and B.C.

Got the females on the scene

The cooler's full of drink

The grill is cracked and DJ's bangin' the beats

Kids spin around on the merry-go-round

Signin' autographs now, cause they all love Down

Cause this is what we do

On a Sunday afternoon

We shine up the ride, and we take it for a cruise

I'm still cruisin' in my GTS

With three fine ladies that will get undressed

For me and D, and my homeboy Magic

My car

I love cruisin' in the summertime

Drop top faded cause the world is mine

Feelin' on these ladies cause you know I wanna stab it

Can't help it, it's a habit, I'm just cruisin', livin' lavish

Yeah

Cruisin'

Just me and you

And later on, ain't no tellin' what we gon'

Do

I was sittin' in a park On A Sunday Afternoon

Rollin' up to clear out

Los bumpin' the oldie tunes

L.S.O.B.

For a quick summer breeze

That's all the party needs, music, ladies and the weed

Them hot summer nights got my girl feelin' right

Bout to take her on home

So baby, say goodnight

Slap hands with the homies, and hop back in my right

Cause a cruise through the 805 is how we ended up our night

Yeah

I'm headin' back home on the 101

My cellphone's dead

The sun went down

Man, I'm tired

And right when I roll up to my crib

I open up my garage

And park my six-deuce back in

Kill all the lights

I'm a take a little nap

I can't wait til next summer, homeboy

It's gon' be on

It's gon' be on...

It's gon' be on...