LADY SYNFUL
BLVD Nights

(Hook)
Baby, come on and ride with me
(Ride with me)
Lets take a cruise in your 1963
(63)
Baby, tell me your down to ride
(To ride)
Lets hit the streets for another Blvd night
(Blvd night)


(Verse 1)
(Lady Synful)
Got my khakis creased up got the 'lac greased up
Another Blvd Night so we gots ta roll tight
Cell phone blowin up homegirls know whats up
Lets cruise, 6 cars deep
Got the heat underneath in case somebody wanna creep
Headed towards the first stop in a drop top
Sittin low and mean we the cream of the crop
Candy coated 64's and triple gold D's
But you can find me rollin' in a 63
Hittin switches side to side feelin good lookin fine
Everybody in their ride in a single file line
We on the Blvd middle lane cruising slow
On a fantastic voyage like my name was Coolio
Bumpin old school jams like ya boy Candyman
Mary Jane Girls going all night long
Crime Fam on a track, another hit song


(Hook)


(Verse 2)
(Teejay Blakk)
More bounce to the ounce
Up jumps the boogie
To the boogie, to the rhythm, the beat
Strollin' down the lot, choosin' whose losin'
How well can you handle defeat
Glitter body airbrushed on the trunk is a nude dame
Dippin' with this hottie
Dumps in the front, you can't blame me for
Scooping up a shorty at the bus stop hollarin'
Curious to see if I'm dollarin', keep followin'
Perpellors still spinnin' on these rounds
Grinning at these clowns
Posted at the light
My thunder claps from the back hittin' louder than their tap, taps
Sick with it so you know I gets my dap, daps
I be creepin' 15 MPH's
And if you didn't know well now you know
I cruise the Strip just for show and be
Poppin' it, lockin' it, backin' it up, stoppin' it
Droppin' it
I ain't gonna quite, I'm still flip floppin' it



(Hook)


(Verse 3)
(Teejay Blakk)
I shoots down your block, stop & make it drop
With that music bangin', tricks they stop & do the doowap
With the haters hatin', haters stop the hate & they watch
As I bend the corner, flip the switch & make it hop
I'm changing dots so slow in my Impala low low
That's my baby, even though she be 40 years old
It's gettin' hot, de-rag the top, now I'm so cold
Spit this game in your ear that's to be told, not sold
(Lady Synful)
We at the spot looking hot, jock the fellas on jock
Got these streets on lock, the cooler fully stocked
Alcohol flowin, got a buzz goin
In the back seat with a silver plaque showin
Making heads turn when you see me rollin by
Headed one way and I'm looking for a cutie pie
Steppin out of line we gon' have to pull you card
Another crazy night cruisin on the BLVD


(Hook)