Yeah, were kings and queens Cruising South Jackson Street Riding up and down that all night merry go round Just more of the same old same Making memories with time to waste And it ran out we took One last lap around this town Hey it was bumper to bumper

And have you back by tonight Well hey baby I was hoping Maybe you'd feel like taking a drive 'Cause I can take you on a trip to Heaven There's a place that they call Heaven Just south of town way up on a hill They say you can see for miles When the sun

Ride wit' me nigga, lemme show you where we kick it at Let's get it homeboy! Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nothin' new to y'all man! T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that? King of the South! Hey! Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't