Lowriding (feat. Dough Boy) E

California, come out and play. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside low riding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside gang sliding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside low riding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside gang sliding. It's going down motherfucker, in all caps. Navy blue Caddy with the Dayton in the back. Four six by nine screaming, got this motherfucker Beating. You gotta raise it up just to show 'em what the meaning. One Dayton in the air Got this motherfucker leaning. All I need is two licks, hit the switch, Kiss the cement. Nigga my shit hot and it's Clean as fuck. Got this four gold-legged with this Mean ass duck. Two pistols to the front, niggas Know I'm coming. And I'm taking all fades, I don't turn down nothing. Stop fronting, homie you ain't really on the switch. You ain't built nothing, gave your money to the Bitch. I love this. Them Big M's come through all blue, what you Niggas wanna do? I love this. I got Majestics on the plat, chrome on the 'lac and it's front and back. I Both my lowriders blue, keep it true, do This shit for Lil Ju. I love this. If you ain't fucking with my crew, SoCal, Big M's what it do. If it don't make dollars, It don't make sense. We be outside low riding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside gang sliding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside low riding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside gang sliding. Yeah, Sunday nights. Trunk full of pressure, neck full of ice. Can't name one lowrider this fly if it ain't Barry, Cha Twin or White Dog. I'm driving my shit everywhere, I paid the cost. Pull up on Breeze valet at the mall. Front, back, front, back, front, back. Seesaw, dump front, dump back. They say if it ain't a Chevy, don't raise It up. But I know niggas with Cadillacs, 100 Grand plus with LSAs. 'Cause shit done changed. Soon as the sun set, that's when I blow The brains. SoCal Majestics, we got the energy. If you ain't clean, don't try to come pimp With me. Dooley, Dulo, Lindo, let's go tip bro. Up and down the shore, Big M's out the Window. If it don't make dollars, it don't make Sense. We be outside low riding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside gang sliding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside low riding. Yeah. If don't make dollars, it don't make Motherfucker. We be outside gang sliding. It's Big M to your motherfucking grin. The way I low ride, shit a nigga need A grim. I really got a car while you Other niggas rap about it. Open up the stash and I have to pull The strap out it. Ride on these gold thirteens. Have to bump a bitch when a nigga hit The scene. Whoever did your car, you need to Get a refund. Now with mechanics like bitch I Need my shit done. Pies on threes, four fig Like cheese. Throwing up the M's even though I Bang the G's. In my gold coupe priest, now She wanna fuck me. All my shit work and My dash touch screen. I'm not just a rapper, understand I'm a Crip First. Pulling up clowning with the M on a T-shirt. I know you wanna be me, I make It look fun. They call me Doggy Style, understand I'm the one, huh, yeah. If don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside low riding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside gang sliding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside low riding. If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense. We be outside gang sliding. Yeah. For my Riders.