My 64 Lyrics - Mike Jones

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Cruising down the street in my 6 4 

Jocking the bitches, slapping a hoe 

Went to the park to get the scoop 

Knuckleheads out there, cold, shooting some hoops 

Cruising down the street in my 6 4, jocking a bitch jocking a bitch 

Cruising down the street in my (who), jocking a (Mike Jones, Jones, Jones) 

Well I'm cruising down the street in my candy painted low (low) 

Bouncing like a door, with 4 on my 6 4's 

I pull up wood gripping, doors tipping sitting low 

I'm hitting sixteen switches watch it stop and hit the floor 

I'm leaning on the curb sipping syrup blowing dro 

The girls show me love when they panties hit the floor 

I said I'm leaning on the curb sipping syrup blowing dro 

I got the 6 4 hopping, watch it stop and do a show 

First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it 

I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it 

First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it 

I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it 

First I lean, then I rock, (Mike Jones) 

First I lean, then I rock, (I said) 

First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it 

I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it 

(Because I'm) 

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It's Bun B, 

I'm known for slamming Cadillac doors 

Coming down on that candy 

With them swanger and them 4's 

But I got love for the west coast (all day) 

So I suppose I'm-a head out to Cali 

The land of the low lows 

Touchdown to L-A-X and I don't need no car 

Robbie Chino pick me up with the bud and the bar 

In the hood I'm-a star 

So to the hood I'm-a go 

With mike Jones and Snoop Dogg 

And they already know 

Then I get love from the B's 

Love from the C's 

Mexican, Asian that's a more of O G's 

Throw it up when they see me 

And holler hey Bun 

When I'm coming out as soon as ansy gray one 

You might see me at long beach 

Or maybe Pasadena 

Inglewood I e or West Covina 

A southside ride with the homie big Kun 

Car hopping, top dropping 

The getting get good when I'm 

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Big Snoop Dogg with a yellow paris hiny 

With two girlies in the back in they Crip blue bikinis 

Shaking and they jumping cause the deuce keep bouncing 

Tipping, whipping, thats it, steady dipping 

Candy paint dripping and these axles want a sipping 

As I shake like a dice game 

Cold as the ice age 

Mike Jones rocking like a rolling stone 

It's Snoop Dogg boy I'm B-B-Bad to the bone 

Yea them Cali boys 

We love them low lows 

An real car club n****s bang they low doors 

And take four tows 

See everything is fine 

I'm in the 64 

A 60 trail a 59 

I love my car 

Like I love my wife 

See low riding ain't a sport 

Its a way of life 

On the real dough I'll tell you how it feel though 

If you see me in the for creeping slow yo 

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