Coast To Coast

I spy summertime, you know what that means
Different white sand beaches, and the tropics' notorious features
Take you out of the south, I know you're speechless... word is bond;
And by the way some word of mouth travels we'll have to be back by next weekend
So let me take you out of Georgia babe, slide through south Florida coast
Talk to Liz then fly out all the way to LAX, watch you tan up a little
Leave your wake on Rodeo Drive, where to next?
San Diego with sand in my Jordans hugging on you while watching the sun set
NY, NY -- Times Square strike of midnight kissing under the city lights
STL, stroll through the Galleria, you could find a new fit or two
Get a new smile like all the pretty women do, white gold like your addiction
Take swift flight to the CHI, let you shop around the wind while I scribe some non-fiction
Lace it on a track with Ace, chill, after the session and let you peep it secretive
You say he's your favorite -- can't front HAZE isn't too far behind
But your nigga is still the shit, lyrically on par; nigga gets sicker every single time he rhymes
Let me fly you back, lay you down, and put you back to bed
Before your circle realizes that you left

Now go rest.