Cleaners On D St
When I pull up know it's on sight
Off white
I'm in the Jeep
Four doors and it's all white
Oh nice
A compliment talked all night
Underneath the stars and a spotlight
Shit I might
I say I won't
But I know I will
Can't help myself
Her head is real
And she paint her nails
Telling tales
I found myself at her place as well
Outta place as hell
I urge to bail
Drop top tearing through the town
Roll the windows down
Mothafucka I'm cruising
Down the boulevard
Don't make a sound
But you hear the music
(Can we just wonder)
(Forever more)
(Off the glimpse and the taste)
(Why you laughing)
(No, that was good I like that)
Worry free, worry less
I ain't about the stress
Some things go
Right face, wrong places
I ain't tryna get caught up in the mess but
For you I would've taken it to
The cleaners on D St
You know the one
Crazy we could converse for hours
But communication what we couldn't do
I'm not blaming me or you
I'm just saying the truth
But I loved you for who you were
And we were ready but not
The clock strike midnight
And we returned to our original forms
The time we spent together
Was a movie scene
I relive it every now and again
Feel the wind rushing through your Jeep
But it's just a dream
So for now
Let us get some sleep
(Drop top tearing through the town)
(Roll the windows down)
(Mothafucka I'm cruising)
(Down the boulevard)
(Don't make a sound)
(But you hear the music)
Drop top tearing through the town
Roll the windows down
Mothafucka I'm cruising
Down the boulevard
Don't make a sound
But you hear the music
Drop top tearing through the town
Roll the windows down
Mothafucka I'm cruising
Down the boulevard
Don't make a sound
But you hear the music
(Like...)
Roll past her spot
Cut the lights
She ain't need to know
Same ol' girl that I used to know
Smile on her face
And a flower in her hair like
She the queen and her head right
Dip around the corner
Mothafucka dashing
Smashing
Pass the stop sign, splashing
Music spewing out of the back of the wagon
Down the block
Then it's out the pad and
The night's begun
CNADA on the line already
Got a blunt in me
And I'm still moving steady
Swoop my playa up
Two bitches on his arm already
Sniff this
Drink That
Smoke in the air hella heavy
What's the price of this life that God gave me
What's your vice
The night's yours
So go crazy
I'm here now not later
Don't phase me
Nah
Shit don't phase me
Off white
I'm in the Jeep
Four doors and it's all white
Oh nice
A compliment talked all night
Underneath the stars and a spotlight
Shit I might
I say I won't
But I know I will
Can't help myself
Her head is real
And she paint her nails
Telling tales
I found myself at her place as well
Outta place as hell
I urge to bail
Drop top tearing through the town
Roll the windows down
Mothafucka I'm cruising
Down the boulevard
Don't make a sound
But you hear the music
(Can we just wonder)
(Forever more)
(Off the glimpse and the taste)
(Why you laughing)
(No, that was good I like that)
Worry free, worry less
I ain't about the stress
Some things go
Right face, wrong places
I ain't tryna get caught up in the mess but
For you I would've taken it to
The cleaners on D St
You know the one
Crazy we could converse for hours
But communication what we couldn't do
I'm not blaming me or you
I'm just saying the truth
But I loved you for who you were
And we were ready but not
The clock strike midnight
And we returned to our original forms
The time we spent together
Was a movie scene
I relive it every now and again
Feel the wind rushing through your Jeep
But it's just a dream
So for now
Let us get some sleep
(Drop top tearing through the town)
(Roll the windows down)
(Mothafucka I'm cruising)
(Down the boulevard)
(Don't make a sound)
(But you hear the music)
Drop top tearing through the town
Roll the windows down
Mothafucka I'm cruising
Down the boulevard
Don't make a sound
But you hear the music
Drop top tearing through the town
Roll the windows down
Mothafucka I'm cruising
Down the boulevard
Don't make a sound
But you hear the music
(Like...)
Roll past her spot
Cut the lights
She ain't need to know
Same ol' girl that I used to know
Smile on her face
And a flower in her hair like
She the queen and her head right
Dip around the corner
Mothafucka dashing
Smashing
Pass the stop sign, splashing
Music spewing out of the back of the wagon
Down the block
Then it's out the pad and
The night's begun
CNADA on the line already
Got a blunt in me
And I'm still moving steady
Swoop my playa up
Two bitches on his arm already
Sniff this
Drink That
Smoke in the air hella heavy
What's the price of this life that God gave me
What's your vice
The night's yours
So go crazy
I'm here now not later
Don't phase me
Nah
Shit don't phase me
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Writer(s): Hector Moreno
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