Curbside Legends

West Coast... yeah Parked

up, summer league under the lights

Dust on the dash,

trophies on the back seat We parked the big body right along

the baseline street Two dueling stereos rattling the chrome trim Watch the

crossover, rising right above the rim Got the radio loud,

summer heat in the air We won the tournament,

making moves everywhere

(yeah, just like that) This is how we roll,

we the champions of the coast Car stereos thumping,

that's the sound we love the most From the concrete courts to

the boulevard drive Got the G-funk bounce keeping the summer alive (ooh

yeah)

Sun going down, but the blacktop is still warm Sweat on the

jersey, we predicted the storm Hood to hood,

we got the trophies in hand

No luck involved, we just stick to the plan Engine idling slow,

let the bass line creep While the block stays awake,

nobody's falling asleep (uh-huh)

This is how we roll,

we the champions of the coast Car stereos thumping,

that's the sound we love the most From the concrete courts to

the boulevard drive Got the G-funk bounce keeping the summer alive (yeah,

keeping it alive)

Yeah, parking lot chillin' Trophies in the back We out