Who wants to ride? Who wants to roll? Westbound, southbound, where the wind blows Who needs a plan? Bring the whole fam Load 'em all up in my VW van (V-dub, VW) Yeah, who wants to ride my VW van? (V-dub, VW) A bag of beef jerky sitting on a road map

Here I go again, I hear those trumpets blow again. All aglow again, takin' a chance on love. Here I slide again, about to take that ride again. Starry-eyed again, takin' a chance on love. I thought that cards were a frame-up, I never would try. Now I'm

Get buzzed, let's get fucked up Get, get, get drunk lets California show me love California throw it up California, so high we'll ride all night California, show me love Get, get, get Comin' straight outta Cali (what!?) The 818 valley (what?!)

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to

Now what y'all want me to do Keep your shit the hardest It's about to go down Niggas is ready to start this war that's for sure They can come and get it We ride or die why 'Cause my niggas is wit it I want Monopoly money but I ain't even halfway there

(Throw ya hands up, let's ride) (To the city of the scene) (Put it on the one, get your body on the dance floor) (Shake it Westside) Six million ways to mob, choose one (Some-some-something about the West Coast) It's somethin' in the water (Something

That's the thing about a hurricane She's all lightning and wind and rain Get too close and you're swept away Better hold on till it breaks 'Cause it's a hell of a ride if you can just survive the pain But that's the thing about a hurricane I knew when

T.N.T. (oi, oi, oi) 'Cause I'm T.N.T. I'm dynamite T.N.T. and I'll win the fight T.N.T. I'm a power load T.N.T. watch me explode See me ride out of the sunset On your color TV screen Out for all that I can get

How bout it baby (Let me show you what's up, Show you backwoods crazy) Yeah you make me (wanna take you for a ride And then just maybe) We can sip on the wine Rock and Roll all night Get ya off deep in these Florida pines

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah All we do is drive And California never felt like home to me All we do is think about the feelings that we hide All we do is sit in silence waiting for a sign Sick and full of pride And California never felt like home My hands wrapped