[Intro]
505 in the ride
desert air, red sky
Alabama in my drawl
but I run this side (hey!)
[Verse 1]
Pulled up fresh, sundress, sunburned tan
green chile on my breath, drink in my hand
New Mexico hottie, sweat drip, slow grind
West Coast rhythm in a small-town line
Cowboy hat on a trap-star fade
boots on the floor, baby, this our parade
she got ink on her thigh, I read it when she move
I’m like, “Where you from?” she like, “Boy, I’m the mood”
[Chorus]
This is how we do it in the 505
late night, brown eyes, coming alive
party people on a wave, we don’t get tired
hands up, whole room on a good vibe
This is how we do it in the 505
Alabama girl in the desert, still fly
deep bass hit, and the crew all slide
(yeah, yeah) this that 505
[Verse 2]
Shots line up by the lost highway
she laughing in my ear like, “You gon’ stay?”
moonlight pouring on the cracked concrete
she pop that hip, make the whole block freeze
Kiss of the South in the West-side air
twang in my talk but I spit that flair
She say, “Let’s ride ‘fore the sun come through”
I said, “Girl, this town don’t move ‘til you do”
[Chorus]
This is how we do it in the 505
late night, brown eyes, coming alive
party people on a wave, we don’t get tired
hands up, whole room on a good vibe
This is how we do it in the 505
Alabama girl in the desert, still fly
deep bass hit, and the crew all slide
(oh woah) this that 505
[Bridge]
State line accent, desert heat
sweet tea swagger on a barrio street
West Coast swing with a country lean
we the wildest mix that you ever seen (ever seen)
[Chorus]
This is how we do it in the 505
late night, brown eyes, coming alive
party people on a wave, we don’t get tired
hands up, whole room on a good vibe
This is how we do it in the 505
Alabama girl in the desert, still fly
deep bass hit, and the crew all slide
(one more time) this that 505