atmosphere

You gon see my top back when Im flying by in my 65
Ace of spades pulled up while I drive
Girl, thats your sound, turn me up one more time
Ooh I like that baby, let the top go down, throw your hands up higher

Ooh you a Westside girl when the sun goes down make you come alive
Nothing left to do but smoke and drive
And I got this special feeling, put this in your life
Nothing left to do, sit back and ride

And let the wind blow through your hair
The worlds on fire but we dont care
And nothing left for us to fear
Yeah its different in this atmosphere

One good thing about LA traffic when it hit that stop
You come over from the passenger and you climb on top
And I feel like Im Billie and youre Gloria
And even at home yeah girl Ima reach that spot

Ooh Im a Westside boy, Ima drop that top every chance I got
Make a good view for the angels that we lost
And dont ever think that youll be forgot
But right now baby, this moment here is all we got

So let the wind blow through your hair
The worlds on fire but we dont care
And nothing left for us to fear
Yeah its different in this atmosphere

See the mirrors painted of the heroes lookin from the sky
LA baby, where you live, and you dream , and you die
Gotta get it, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, cant lie, no no
Nothing left to do, sit back and ride

And let the wind blow through your hair
The worlds on fire but we dont care
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