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From the land of Foams, Steep Techs, and Nike boots Bonidacci, Solbiato, Spider jackets, New Balance shoes From pretty girls, who wrap their hair in the linen of ancestors Locs hanging out the back go to the gogo she turn dancer Where what's the word turns into aye Moe Where it's don't know you, state your biz are you friend or foe Could turn this whole thing into Halo Happy to return home safe though I remember City Place coming up that was the place to go Remember I got some gloves signed by the Greatest on opening day Couldn't thank him enough all I could say was thanks and grab a plate Where soul food included chitlins, crab cakes, and half smokes Where you could tell a native from the gate that they spoke Where it's whats the city and street you off of inside the bubble But you get outside of that and it's all DMV when you start to bubble Take a ride on the BW parkway you see the connection From 95 to 495 the beltway to our section When I say DMV I ain't talking lines but Coming from there yea we know about that drive yea Switching switching gears go Switching ditching typical That bounce beat is the soul yea RIP to Polo From the land where everyone is coolin And claim every last name that came through you could see Patrick Ewing You could see Taraji P you could see Sean Puff Daddy, Marvin, Dave And The Duke, you could see KD Yea where hooping was a habit out in Moco had ballers like East But all the real hoopers either came out or played in PG Mix that with history and government The muck washes away downstream and leaves us with the shit they come up with As a youth I used to scream fuck establishment Now as a man I still say out with that whole shit We ain't really have rappers to look up to could see what Outkast did We had bands playing make sure the back line was choppin Pocket beat or bounce beat Battling like Beat Yo Feet Kingz That footwork be weaving Aye aye aye pack him up finish yung Where son had to come with sumn' like he was rocking We R One Where you could get locked cuz politics and pussy be the combination When I say DMV I ain't talking lines but Coming from there yea we know about that drive yea Switching switching gears go Switching ditching typical That bounce beat is the soul yea RIP to Polo Yea yea yea They all say it they don't about the drive though I put in time my mind is working so phenomenal I'm rolling downhill I don't even need no pedals Cannot control cannot hold smoked Gepeto
Writer(s): Zach Graves Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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