MGP Worldwide

Lyrics

During the 1950s and 1960s, Bellflower Boulevard evolved into a vibrant commercial downtown hub for Southeast Los Angeles. It earned legendary status in Southern California car culture as a premier destination for Saturday night cruising. Thousands of youths from across the LA basin flocked to the wide boulevard to show off custom hot rods and lowriders, an era heavily celebrated in local memory.


Roll up the weed, and we did it all night

Like a bird like a plane, I am high

Twin kites

Propane, no face.



Twisted with juju

N dreaming the five



Belt buckle big gun no fake



Bellflower neighborhood gang is on fire



Cherry, chuck all red on blaze.



Flaming

Money maid

Off ice cream

Two midgets



All in that bellflower grasshoppers

And killer

Smash like the biggest stepdad

Making/Made the rhythm

You need to know

We dump boy

Slump like a gunpoint

Run circles around you cheetahs

Decapitated, this one joint



The flyers from the red side

Game how we bunk boy

Rhinos

Rip the cement

Aggravated with dumb dumbs.

Level of entertainment

More blood than a heart pump.



No question

So, if you want some

Set off a gun joint

Baby warnings

Directed music

Where you get all the fun from



Stylish

Doors open

no chase

Cuz you'd be wildN

Hey, blood

no face



Roll up the weed, and we did it all night

Like a bird like a plane, I am high

Twin kites

Propane, no face.



Twisted with juju

N dreaming the five



Belt buckle big gun no fake



Bellflower neighborhood gang is on fire



Cherry, chuck all red on blaze.