Dom Kennedy - South Central Love lyrics

rate me

Working all fall just to ball this summer

You know Hollywood, let me take you under

Some south central love, that's gonna make you wonder

Them ghetto girls, you know I love ‘em

I'm not your husband, no, I don't trust him

My beamer stock, the Impala's custom

No I don't rush ‘em, no introductions

She knows that’s me, she like my chucks and

The way I'm strutting, the way I function

She pinch my cheeks, say I'm her pumpkin

That's what you want, that's what I'm missing

I don't want to be alone for another Christmas

I tried the mall, I tried the club

I had the models, I tried the drugs

South Central love

South Central love

I eat at Earl's, then hit the Fox

My hat was low, she seen my watch

I'm in that Sox's, it's from the swap

Oh, this my nigga, he from my block

I came on stock, put Leimert on top

I always promised I would give her everything I got

Now she look hot, the money come in knots

And you gonna know exactly when we in the spot

When you smell kush, when you hear this

When you see cars and you do like this

Them ghetto girls, I won't forget

That time your mom came home and you had me hop the fence

I tried the mall, I tried the club

I had the models, I tried the drugs

South Central love

South Central love

South Central love

South Central love

South Central love

South Central love