Far East Movement, Bionik , Wiz Khalifa - Lowridin' (Album Version) lyrics

She clungs around my waste we're lowriding
She likes the songs I played lowriding
Oh, oh, oh, oh lowriding, low, lowriding
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lowriding, low, lowriding

Lowriding with my dime
Girl you my one and only
Like riding down the 405 with 5-0 only
We California rolling
Slow motion to the ocean ride down to Texas
En garde, we be gulf coasting
Let me see that trunk shape
Yeah, I'm a lowrider
Drop down let me see you scrace
Yeah, I'm a nightrider i'm sitting sideways
I'm rocking shutter shades lowriding all day
S-s-stun away

She clungs around my waste
Lowriding, low, lowriding
She likes the songs I played
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lips look like candy cane
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lowriding, low, lowriding

Picture me south west PA on my way to LA
Blackberry going nuts
The bitch be calling all day
There ain't no "I got what you need for ya"
Critics know my flow i got that game for ya
And now we riding all day in my lowrider
I get high like elevators
But this ain't Flow Rida
No rider can compare my swag on 1-0-0
I'm so fly I'm in the air
I'm like a young superhero
I'm a proud little kid everything tell it
From my neck to my hands
Once I started you got it
Got a charm full of stone
A belt full of thongs blowing out the money
Bitches landing in my home

She clungs around my waste
Lowriding, low, lowriding
She likes the songs I played
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lips look like candy cane
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lowriding, low, lowriding

Yeah 20" subs, tweeters in the vents
A thousand Watt amps lowriding in the deck
Can't ride the way we ride
Scope 100 golden eye
Making my dose suicide dose
Stay open, we are so fly

I ride to the top with a chick by my side
Got my windows down an mirrors shaking
Blowtorch 'till I'm high, represent west side
When I pass by my day ends
I got that big body, shavvy
Taking up two lanes take a peek real quick
We be gone in a tick
I'm out like David Blaine

She clungs around my waste
Lowriding, low, lowriding
She likes the songs I played
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lips look like candy cane
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lowriding, low, lowriding
Lowriding, low, lowriding