we ridin' on a Sat urday,
top down, spittin' at the bitches
everybody wavin' and smilin'
cause everyday I be wildin'
I don't care what's the year
If I whip it, I look like a real fuckin' player
In a 6 -6 thang with the top away
What's your number, girl?
I'ma call you on the phone
Hit a corner, talkin' to a bitch I just met
see how rich I'm gon' get
it's better than that bling -bling
and have her seein' things
My name is short, but you can call me too
You can't find me, bitch,
I'm sittin' here lookin' at you
Parked on the corner in my
as we ridin' on the weekends
Top down, car full of hoes,
they down for the fleekin'
Top down, car full of hoes, gettin' freaky
we scrapin' in Converse regions
Top down, car full of hoes, gettin' freaky
as we ridin' on the weekends
I got my top down, car full of hoes
Since young, been gettin' down
Summertime drillin' for peoples
my dome glints in the glare
Bright and scorching to the eye
for you people who wanna stare
winter, fall, spring, all of that
with rattle up in the back
Pound, pound, boom -baloo -bratty,
Lot of pools lookin' out,
special haters, just look around
We fully equipped vehicles
with that extra rump meat
I get my walk on, talk on, baby,
People say no, how I get down?
What you know about this, that,
is I'm pulling you off the curb
Party drank with the Earth
as we ridin' on the weekend
car full of hoes gettin' freaky
they down for the freakin'
Top down, car full of hoes gettin' freaky
and Tide's birds screechin'
Top down, car full of hoes gettin' freaky
as we ridin' on the weekend
I got my top down, car full of hoes
that's how they do it in the bay