To the Westside

Woke up on Friday, it's time to celebrate

hit up the homies

we hit that late night, everything's gonna be alright

you know we headed to the Westside

I'm headed to the Westside, palm trees and everything I've been working so much I'm in long need of many things

babygirl can supply she my remedy

she been puttin on but I can think of better ways

anyways it's the weekend

and I been thinking 'bout peakin'

I've been swervin' through these streets like I'm deakin'

her booty on peach but a waist on a wheat thin

yeah, I play the game until the end

a couple of 'em gone but I'm here with my friends

I used push hooptie upgraded to a Benz

my life is like a movie and i can see through the lens

I'm the walkin' the proof and I'm tellin' the truth

of a kid who had dreams and just got in the booth

from lax to the world and back

I'm takin' over now man I'm sure with the facts

woke up on Friday, it's time to celebrate

hit up the homies

we hit that late night, everything's gonna be alright

you know we headed to the Westside

yeah throw it up in the air just to relieve the stress

whole squad coming through and we be leaving bets

money on the table right when the sun sets

I know everyone on Hollywood and down to Sunset

and Santa Monica and Melrose

and all the shops on Venice i know you smell those

this the land of the beautiful women up on the beach

and the low rider hittin' switches on every street

I say what up to the man on the corner in the valley

been here forever know the shortcuts thru the alleys

I could never ever leave yeah this place is my home

if you don't like how it goes then leave us alone

I treat every single day like a Friday

and if it ain't I'm just callin' it my day

it don't even really matter what i say

we're always doing it the right way

woke up on Friday, it's time to celebrate

hit up the homies

we hit that late night, everything's gonna be alright

you know we headed to the Westside