[Verse 1: Natti]
The park bout to pop like fish grease
Full to the gills like a hooked up six piece
With a biscuit, on the spot like a fresh toupee
For sunshine on a fresh blue day
Gents breaking out they fresh new jays to match hats
Ladies with their best doo laid and relaxed
Like, the children skippin rope, double dutch chantin
Miss Mary Mack dressed in black, hands clappin
Sweet Cadillacs with their backs sub slappin
Puppy love couples cuddled with their clothes matchin
Cops passin, harass and tail ya
Sometimes pull ya ass over just to tell ya
[Verse 2: Deacon The Villain]
Our failures, amongst the rose and azalea
Y'all congregating like Martin King in Selma
Just trying to have a good time like James or Thelma
My cousin bangin 'Pac, my mama singin Mahalia
Feels good today, all the hood's dismay
Is outshined by what coming together could equate
Through my locs, see my Kynfolk that stood with me
Dayton's spokes, crown on leather and wood display
My queens dressed for impression, that's God sendin blessin
Hot like the West End, Icebox on the FM
We need this, more than Playboy needs Hef and
More than your lungs need breaths of
The park bout to pop like fish grease
Full to the gills like a hooked up six piece
With a biscuit, on the spot like a fresh toupee
For sunshine on a fresh blue day
Gents breaking out they fresh new jays to match hats
Ladies with their best doo laid and relaxed
Like, the children skippin rope, double dutch chantin
Miss Mary Mack dressed in black, hands clappin
Sweet Cadillacs with their backs sub slappin
Puppy love couples cuddled with their clothes matchin
Cops passin, harass and tail ya
Sometimes pull ya ass over just to tell ya
[Verse 2: Deacon The Villain]
Our failures, amongst the rose and azalea
Y'all congregating like Martin King in Selma
Just trying to have a good time like James or Thelma
My cousin bangin 'Pac, my mama singin Mahalia
Feels good today, all the hood's dismay
Is outshined by what coming together could equate
Through my locs, see my Kynfolk that stood with me
Dayton's spokes, crown on leather and wood display
My queens dressed for impression, that's God sendin blessin
Hot like the West End, Icebox on the FM
We need this, more than Playboy needs Hef and
More than your lungs need breaths of
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