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Interstate Video (MV)




Performed By: Boss
Length: 3:41
Written by: Dominicquell Turner




Boss - Interstate Lyrics




From the 10 to the 20 to the 30
Interstate Highway always riding dirty

From the 10 to the 20 to the 30
Interstate Highway always riding dirty

From the 10 to the 20 to the 30
Interstate Highway always riding dirty

From the 10 to the 20 to the 30
Interstate Highway always riding dirty

Boss Chick of the South
I show you how we ride dirty in the West
Cruising down Crenshaw in bullet proof vests
No plex
I represent the South Central map
With a pistol grip pump on my lap
Dirt nap
You can take one when I blast a few times
I hope you're like a cat
I hope you got nine lives
But you don't so I let the pistol smoke
Body drop as I roll over it in my candy 64 Impala
Looking so mean
So fresh and so clean
Sippin on Chris mixed with Promethezine
Smoking good green
For sure the Cali dro and 16 switches on the dash of my 64
Sitting pretty on my ass its the peanut butter
Hood niggas love me cause I'm so gutter
They see me looking fine
Out here on my grind
And they like the way I rep for the B side
From the West to the South on the Interstate
Boss Chick flip the work like a Pancake
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From the 10 to the 20 to the 30
Interstate Highway always riding dirty

From the 10 to the 20 to the 30
Interstate Highway always riding dirty

From the 10 to the 20 to the 30
Interstate Highway always riding dirty

From the 10 to the 20 to the 30
Interstate Highway always riding dirty

Boss Chick of the South
I show you how we ride dirty in the West
Cruising down Crenshaw in bullet proof vests
No plex
I represent the South Central map
With a pistol grip pump on my lap
Dirt nap
You can take one when I blast a few times
I hope you're like a cat
I hope you got nine lives
But you don't so I let the pistol smoke
Body drop as I roll over it in my candy 64 Impala
Looking so mean
So fresh and so clean
Sippin on Chris mixed with Promethezine
Smoking good green
For sure the Cali dro and 16 switches on the dash of my 64
Sitting pretty on my ass its the peanut butter
Hood niggas love me cause I'm so gutter
They see me looking fine
Out here on my grind
And they like the way I rep for the B side
From the West to the South on the Interstate
Boss Chick flip the work like a Pancake
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Writer: Dominicquell Turner
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