[Verse 1] Low rider rollin’ down Central Candy paint drip, that essential Seat laid back, arm on the door Whole block smellin’ like summer and cologne in the air Black car, white car, side by side Same song up, everybody ride Windows down, we ain’t playin’ too tough Just laughin’, talkin’, feelin’ like we blessed enough [Chorus] Low rider rollin’ down Central (down Central) Hot girls lookin’ so fine, yeah (so fine) Black and white homes cruisin’ to the party up the street DJ got the dance floor live, we ain’t missin’ one beat Don’t stop till we have enough (have enough) Hands up when the bass go up (let it up) From the curb to the club, we glow People in a flow, in a flow, in a flow [Verse 2] Front porch fam still sippin’ slow Kids on the bikes, they chase our chrome Old heads nod like, “Do your thing” We the echo of the block when the night start to sing Turn the corner, see the line by the door Girl in red dress make the whole world pause Homies in the back yell, “Save that spot” We all tryna slide in before it get too hot (hey!) [Chorus] Low rider rollin’ down Central (down Central) Hot girls lookin’ so fine, yeah (so fine) Black and white homes cruisin’ to the party up the street DJ got the dance floor live, we ain’t missin’ one beat Don’t stop till we have enough (have enough) Hands up when the bass go up (hands up) From the curb to the club, we glow People in a flow, in a flow, in a flow [Bridge] DJ workin’ that crowd like a sermon Every head nod, every heel turnin’ We came from the same few blocks Different doors, same key to the lock [Chorus] Low rider rollin’ down Central (down Central) Hot girls lookin’ so fine, yeah (so fine) Black and white homes cruisin’ to the party up the street DJ got the dance floor live, we ain’t missin’ one beat Don’t stop till we have enough (have enough) Hands up when the bass go up (hands up) From the curb to the club, we glow People in a flow, in a flow, in a flow

rap, Laid-back West Coast G-funk bounce, male vocals; rubbery bassline and swung drums under bright synth leads. verses ride a smooth mid-tempo pocket with conversational storytelling; hook lifts with stacked chant-style vocals and crowd shouts. Occasional DJ cuts and party ambience to glue the scenes together, warm analog mix., low

Central Cruise