Now here's a song all about the flows All about the plastic that's in between my toes All about the hip hop all about the flip-flops that I rock And don't ya know they are locales I got em in hawaii yea Waikiki But now I'm going back to Cali Drivin with my friends gonna surf in the ocean From Santa Cruz all the way up to Oregon They got me laid back feelin that warm tap Slappin to the bottom of my feet And jamming on the beach yea rappin to the beat I'm gonna take off my shirt and get myself a tan (what?)
So get up get up and get down (get down) Get your flip flops off the ground You gotta get your flip flops off the ground And jump jump well everybody
Everything's gonna be alright As we're dancing in the sun light (We're representing cmon cmon) From the west coast (We're representing cmon cmon) To the east coast I said everythings gonna be ok cuz I'm the emcee But where's the DJ?
Yes, yes ya'll rock rock ya'll non stop ya'll Check it out ya'll Portland, Oregon, Seattle, Washington Chi-town, Inglewood, New York, Boston West coast, East coast, Pacific ocean Stopped at the atlantic just to stick my toe in Rode in airplanes, subways, taxis, ferries, Trains all the way across the usa From Nashville to Memphis, Atlanta, St. Louis Ran a marathon and got first in the US From Texas to Phoenix to Cairo in Egypt The belly dancers danced as I ran with achievement In sync with the flips of the flops that I rock I stopped in Miami and I said "what?"
Everything's gonna be alright From the west coast to the East coast From LA all the way to New York City
Yes yes ya'll rock rock ya'll non stop ya'll rock the mic