in the parkin lanes Blow it up ten frames so you see it wide If your broad ain't fuckin she don't need to ride (beat it) She can crawl in the trunk with
boogie the boogie POLICE the boogie, we like to boogie Don't stop the boogie, don't stop the boogie the boogie POLICE the boogie, we like to boogie
boogie the boogie POLICE the boogie, we like to boogie Don't stop the boogie, don't stop the boogie the boogie POLICE the boogie, we like to boogie (
that rubber legged boy? Mama, cookin' chicken fried and bacon grease Come on along boys, it's just down the road apiece Well there's a place you really get your kicks It
running thru our veins It gets us up in the morning Hip-hop keeps me sane Wherever you rapping It's embraced across the globe It's truly amazing How it
all you been wantin' huh? Okay, Okay, Go ahead Drama do it. [DJ Drama] See I don't wanna be the Mixtape king no more, More like the Mixtape President, Barrak Odrama! It
starting to roll and fourth gear, now you're looking for the cruise control I got my home boys with me and we rollin' kinda tight get it washed in the day so it
da funk, put it up (put it up) Slam dunk da funk, put it up (If you got that feeling) Slam dunk da funk (put it up,put it up, Get on down) Five bad boys
't like it here Go back to your own miserable country It's Christmas in Cape Town but it ain't the same Oh, the boys on the beach are still blowin' And
boogie POLICE The boogie, we like to boogie Don't stop the boogie, don't stop the boogie The boogie POLICE The boogie, we like to boogie (boogie police
hell Nah, I know God love's me Yeah, I know that he fucks with me Can a gangster go to heaven Let me in I call it survival you call it a sin Damn I got
for you. For you to take your ass and move it to. Hit to lose it to It?s that crazy crew. Taking you on a ride to the Other side. Check it. Bar codes
Have a drink on the boys We'll entertain you in style We do the bad boy boogie Bad is bad I got my finger in the pie My hand in the cookie jar It's
boys it's just down the road apiece Well there's a place you really get your kicks It's open every night about twelve to six Now if you wanna hear some boogie
Like my skin was leather made Leatherman Louis You ain't never seen Like a nun booty None before me After It's only boys Tyga man I do it for the hatin
that rubber-legged boy? Mama cookin' chicken fried and bacon grease Come on along boys it's just down the road apiece Well there's a place you really get your kicks It
change Gimme something light it up Won't'cha let the boogie start to play Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Are impossible you see But when it