Dude, It's On

We got the windows down
 Mess up our hair and let it blow around
 The music bangs out loud
 Sittin on chrome and we're Westcoast bound
 We got our shadies on
 for good watchin up a Cinnabun
 That sky is liquid blue
 Go tell the homies that we comin thru
 cause it's on
 Oh yeah it's on now
 Baby yo, it's on now
 Oh yeah, it's on
 I can feel it washin over me
 (And it's about to be on) Washin over me
 (And it's about to be on, I can feel it)
 La la-la la-la la.
 La la-la la, la-la, la-la-la la.
 We at the Motel 6
 Watchin some Conan, eatin Chick-o-Stix
 The homies bringin some brew
 We crack 'em open and we do what we do
 cause it's on
 ♪
 La la-la la-la la.
 La la-la la, la-la, la-la-la la.
 We got the windows down
 Mess up our hair and let it blow around
 The music bangs out loud
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 (Rollin on hubcaps and we're West Coast bound)