Jahn Dough, Ant Midas - Cruise Lyrics

If you ain’t the homie don’t be reaching for my doe-doe
Not smoking yo shit, rolling on that solo
Going loco
Pissing off the locals
Got this buttercup
Powerpuffin off the mojo
In my 4 do
Straight smashin, mashin
We don’t call it pimpin over here
This maccin’
Word to Bernie
The maccin never dirty
If the birdie getting chirpy
Let her fly early
I like my fries curly
And my women hella curvy
If you talking bout a stallion,
Got the whole fuckin derby
Kentucky blue, we keep it true
Your words can never hurt me
I’m looking for that Forbes list
30 under 30.
Nigga whaaatt
Cutie pie you’re the reason why
You light my fire you
Make my soul desire
When Im with you
It doesn't matter what we do
As long as we can cruise
Up to no good but a nigga feeling great
Cali in the blunt, Texas on the plates
Puffin on the funk let the smoke marinate
Let the whip ventilate, let ya mind meditate
75 south going 90 in a Benz
Sippin on a smoothie
Cause a nigga needs a cleanse
Baby she a doozy
And breaking down the stems
But she rolled another joint
So we back at it again (got damn)
Bring the pressure and the pressure bussin pipes
She like to hang with me
Cause I’m the type, she like
And if we make it through the night
Baby we gon be ight
King Kunte
Mortal man feeling hella super
Me and my Lois lane
Puffin On that Mary Jane
Just coastin
Take another sip of the potion
And we floatin
If I ain’t the flyest, I’m the highest
Hanging with the finest
Sing that shii Midas like whaaa
Cutie pie you’re the reason why
You light my fire you
Make my soul desire
When Im with you
It doesn't matter what we do
As long as we can cruise
Cutie pie you’re the reason why
You light my fire
You make my soul desire
When Im with you
It doesn't matter what we do
As long as we can cruise

If you ain’t the homie don’t be reaching for my doe-doe
Not smoking yo shit, rolling on that solo
Going loco
Pissing off the locals
Got this buttercup
Powerpuffin off the mojo
In my 4 do
Straight smashin, mashin
We don’t call it pimpin over here
This maccin’
Word to Bernie
The maccin never dirty
If the birdie getting chirpy
Let her fly early
I like my fries curly
And my women hella curvy
If you talking bout a stallion,
Got the whole fuckin derby
Kentucky blue, we keep it true
Your words can never hurt me
I’m looking for that Forbes list
30 under 30.
Nigga whaaatt
Cutie pie you’re the reason why
You light my fire you
Make my soul desire
When Im with you
It doesn't matter what we do
As long as we can cruise
Up to no good but a nigga feeling great
Cali in the blunt, Texas on the plates
Puffin on the funk let the smoke marinate
Let the whip ventilate, let ya mind meditate
75 south going 90 in a Benz
Sippin on a smoothie
Cause a nigga needs a cleanse
Baby she a doozy
And breaking down the stems
But she rolled another joint
So we back at it again (got damn)
Bring the pressure and the pressure bussin pipes
She like to hang with me
Cause I’m the type, she like
And if we make it through the night
Baby we gon be ight
King Kunte
Mortal man feeling hella super
Me and my Lois lane
Puffin On that Mary Jane
Just coastin
Take another sip of the potion
And we floatin
If I ain’t the flyest, I’m the highest
Hanging with the finest
Sing that shii Midas like whaaa
Cutie pie you’re the reason why
You light my fire you
Make my soul desire
When Im with you
It doesn't matter what we do
As long as we can cruise
Cutie pie you’re the reason why
You light my fire
You make my soul desire
When Im with you
It doesn't matter what we do
As long as we can cruise