Defari - Lowlands Anthem Pt. 1 Lyrics
The burning sands of the lowlands"the l dot a dot"-tash of tha alkaholiks "hip hop drunkies"Yo you don't know man?"the l dot a dot"Yo you don't know man? (x2)Verse 1:Give thanks that's what i say when i wakeAnother day in l.a. feel the sun bakeI holla at scott he knows about the spotAt the beach dockweiler nigga straight boxI call up swift let him know about the shitCall up willHe got the henessy on chillI'm with doncril he on deck with santrelRollin' bleezy like terry mcmillian wait to exhaleMy nigga will stay off stockaSome city got hot *****es but on crenshaw it's hotta>from bad ass *****es to cold ass impalasVasea special with two glasses for twenty dollarsIt's hella hot we pull up to dockweilerThe scene is so lovely it makes me wanna hollaHook:The burning sands of the lowlandsWhere sisters is bad manAnd brothers fear no manYo you don't know man? (x2)Verse 2:Summertime 7:30 time for sunsetsSometimes i go and park with my queen and get litWatch the sun cascade over the oceanThoughts about how the likwit gonna put it all in motionSometimes i sit and watch and see dolphinsDefari alumniFrom pac 10 like kenny loftonNever soft stay healthy avoid coughsIn l.a. we buy houses ***** apartments and loftsYo my cold flow straight wild west professionalCalifornia green from the trees down to the vegetablesWack mcs are also edibleAfter six figures where i'm trying to see my decimalPointland, cash in handI'm on my way to see phil in the cressant heights lowlandHook (x4)Verse 3:Flex the skills see this broad with a baby strillAss poppin out no doubt man i got's to killLike grant hill i play with cool movesSee niggas out here we ain't loud we straight smoothAnd don't mistakes fool for being chumpCause l.a. is the wrong place if you think niggas won't thumpIn a flashSunshine, cars, *****es and cashSix foot rippers, chron blends with hashWe classic like that t.v. show m.a.s.h.With *****es way badder than that broad stacey dashNo jokin' that's word to brother deep dish spokin'Down the boulevard pint in hand straight smokin'No chokin', and no it's not brown that's word to oaklandOne time sees us stoppin' for *****es and keeps rollin'Hook
