high, stay fly For the city Live good, Stay right For the city I'm from the city of angels Everybody gotta' drive, So the streets is dangerous For the city Drive
freak, she drives a jeep The men on the beach, I?m okay, I won?t play, I love the bay Just like I love LA Venice Beach and Palm Springs Summer time is
when that heat, is bustin off And the ambulance come, and rush you off And the witness like - we don't know dem boys Me and my niggaz goin hey, hey, hey
shut When I started to brag about my car But I came back down now because I pushed the other guys to far She makes me come alive And makes me want to drive
lock Man I tell you this chic is sumthin Movin azz like she a snake or sumthin Man ya'll aint even gotta pay me Cuz for free Imma drive her crazy [CHORUS
freak, she drive a Jeep And live on the Beach I'm okay, I won't play, I love the bay Just like I love L.A. Venice Beach and Palm Springs Summertime
drive her loca We never ride far, packed five in a car Save money for the drinks, I'm about to buy the bar (yeah) And everywhere I drive I'm a star,
And drive until the map turns blue Daytona Beach on spring break Eighteen girls up on stage White t-shirts about to be sprayed with water Let her go boys
Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach
She drives a Jeep and lives on the beach I'm okay I won't play I love the Bay Just like I love L.A. Venice Beach And Palm Springs Summertime is
Blitzkrieg Bop Bop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop Bop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop-shoo-wop What ever happened to the radio And where did all the fun songs go Summer fun with the Beach Boys
a freak She drives a jeep The men on the beach I'm okay I wont play I love the bait Just like I love LA Venice beach And Palm Springs Summer time is
drives a Jeep, And lives on the beach. I'm okay I won't play I love the Bay Just like I love L.A. Venice Beach And Palm Springs Summertime is everything
Nobody on the road, nobody on the beach I feel it in the air, the summer's out of reach Empty lake, empty streets The sun goes down alone I'm driving
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard The amusement park rises bold and stark Kids are huddled on the beach in
don't know why , I just popped up eatin breakfast at some Wyatt's (Big Moe) Yeeeh-yeeeah, yeeeh yeeah yea yeeeah its them boys off that Long Drive that
Nigga when that heat is bustin' off And the ambulance come and rush you off And the witness like, "We don't know dem boys" Me and my niggaz goin' hey
] Or I drive Mercedes [uhh, uhh] Bay-bee bay-BEE! Verse Two: Puff Daddy I was in one bedroom, dreamin of a million (yeah) Now I'm in beach houses