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[Tone Loc]
And it is another hot day in Southern California
As we break it down to you live, as the sand band comes to ya
From the hot one
KSUN
The K-Sun
Where we got it going on all day and night
Looks like another hot one out there
Highs reaching 102, lows reaching 69
Women, put on those bikinis, and
Guys
Please, take off those speedos
As we break off into another one by the wild man himself
Mr. L-O-C
On station
K, S-U-N
{*song starts*}
Hmm
Yeah
I dig
Mmmhmmm
(Verse 1)
I bump the drums, the bass, the flute, the harmonica
All the way from Malibu to Santa Monica
Up to Long Beach
Back to Huntington
Take out my scope, so I can the honies run
Cause when I see one
I gotta have one
I won't nab one, reach out and grab one
I get 'em, close, and then I
Scan it
From the Pacific, all the way to the At-
Lantic
Put my locs on, top back, profilin'
Ridin'
From Florida to Long Island
And every place in between cause I'm a
Chiller
And like Michael Jackson, more than a
Thriller
I'm shinin' bright like a sun where the sea blocks
And runnin' thangs like a fresh pair of Reebox
When me and the homies
Get together for a roast
Yeah, we hit straight for the coast
[Tone Loc]
And it is another hot day in Southern California
As we break it down to you live, as the sand band comes to ya
From the hot one
KSUN
The K-Sun
Where we got it going on all day and night
Looks like another hot one out there
Highs reaching 102, lows reaching 69
Women, put on those bikinis, and
Guys
Please, take off those speedos
As we break off into another one by the wild man himself
Mr. L-O-C
On station
K, S-U-N
{*song starts*}
Hmm
Yeah
I dig
Mmmhmmm
(Verse 1)
I bump the drums, the bass, the flute, the harmonica
All the way from Malibu to Santa Monica
Up to Long Beach
Back to Huntington
Take out my scope, so I can the honies run
Cause when I see one
I gotta have one
I won't nab one, reach out and grab one
I get 'em, close, and then I
Scan it
From the Pacific, all the way to the At-
Lantic
Put my locs on, top back, profilin'
Ridin'
From Florida to Long Island
And every place in between cause I'm a
Chiller
And like Michael Jackson, more than a
Thriller
I'm shinin' bright like a sun where the sea blocks
And runnin' thangs like a fresh pair of Reebox
When me and the homies
Get together for a roast
Yeah, we hit straight for the coast
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