Mellow Yellow Freeway

[Freeway]
Ohhhh...I got my suit right...
And I'm doin just what I please
[thats right]...I'm back on easy street [yeah]...
And my mind's at ease [I'm focused]...
I got a little money, yeah [Chea] to buy the things I need
[I got my money right]...
For me and my lady yeah [lets go]...
Well, ain't that mellow mellow [chea, we got another one]
Oh now, ain't that mellow?
[Chea, uh...Chad Wes, try impress niggas]
Ain't that mellow mellow?
[Uh, Philly, Yea, Free-Way, niggas]
Oh, baby ain't that mellow?

[Verse 1]
It's the State Prop, chain gang, and we still banging
Addicted to gun slanging, addicted to slinging rock
Well trust the Roc wit me, Roll wit me
They can't hold me, these haters they can't fold me
Leave 'em holy from the shot, trust you know we neva got to
Them ain't the hottest from the hood, but I got out
It must roll in it in a rented, and its tinted
So the V-cops can't see who's in it
Come, thru snatch ya women, take 'em out and think about it
And, feel foolish cuz you can't do this
Dummy, Free got ya chicks by the woo and the hip out again
It's on by the brother thats spitting, so brother listen
Or quit, with the sniffin, the clip, you lose ya balance