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• Artiste: Chris Webby
• Titre: Homebound
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Yeah, in the whip, down '95 Not a care in the world when it's time to ride I left stress behind, pressed recline and refreshed my mind With a bad little ride or die And she rolling my joints and she packing my bowls Put the stash in the glove when we pass Five-O Like the Bonnie to my Clyde and we ride out stoned On the interstate, switching lanes when we hitting that road And I'm on that way when we on the move And I'm not gon' stay, we just stopping through Only stop for food, roll it up drop top and cruise So there ain't nothing to block the view Getting high on the highway, living life my way Eyes on the road, I'm wrong And I'm gone Yeah I'm gone I said it's alright driving down that highway Smoking on some indo' Blow it out the window I tell 'em break it up, roll, and pack it in my bowl Oh, keep it low with an eye on the Five-O And it's alright, yeah And it's all good, baby And it's alright on the highway And I'm home-bound, yeah Pulling up at the rest stop Got a bowl with the pot, keep an eye for the cops And we moving on to the next stop Dough's locked while maneuvering through all of the road blocks And I'm cruising so move all the cones Got the Spotify up on my phone Got me feeling good, I need us some more And we turn it up until the speakers are blown, yeah Rolling up like Midnight Club So fast that you might really think I was Jeff Gordon, whipping the foreign on dubs Until the wheels fall off and I'm rolling on hubs I'm getting high on the highway 'til I'm in the driveway Pulling up in my zone And I'm home Yeah I'm home I said it's alright driving down that highway Smoking on some indo' Blow it out the window I tell 'em break it up, roll, and pack it in my bowl Oh, keep it low with an eye on the Five-O And it's alright, yeah And it's all good, baby And it's alright on the highway And I'm home-bound, yeah