CA Crack Cocaine - Mickey Avalon

Hot time, summer in the city

Backin' my neck in the dirty and gritty now

I’m livin' the American dream

I’ve got the shit that’ll make you scream

Wish you’d never rang 'cause shit ain’t the same

Life’s a bitch and then you get famous

Time to switch, find another waitress

Some bitch who don’t know what my name is

Blame it on Rio, don’t blame me

Money ain’t for nothing when the chicks are free

I want my, I want my video on my MTV, what

Hot time, summer in the city

Backin' my neck in the dirty and gritty now

I’m livin' the American dream

I’ve got the shit that’ll make you scream

Sittin' on the plane, flyin' away

Times have changed but I’ve stayed the same

Could’ve been a doctor or an astronaut

But the Av keep it moving like a Nissan Maxima

Had some one who’d take the stage

In drag with a bag and pink cocaine

Blue jean, Billy Jean king, Betty Davis eyes, Steve McQueen

The Hollywood scene ain’t seen me since I OD’d in the VIP

All I remember is ecstasy and a remix of Chi Ali

Cool the coyote I’m the roadrunner running things

Cool the coyote I’m the roadrunner running things

Avalon make you movie' now, what

Hot time, summer in the city

Backin' my neck in the dirty and gritty now

I’m livin' the American dream

I’ve got the shit that’ll make you scream

Ridin' that train high on 'caine

Action Jackson call me Jermaine

He’s a genius, not a genie

Rub my lantern, ask me three things

VD’s wanna see my 3D's

I’ll be your private dancer for just under three G’s

Broadway nights, high like the Bee Gees

Blood on the mic and my BVD’s

Three MC’s that are on the run

Me, myself and Mickey Avalon, what

Hot time, summer in the city

Backin' my neck in the dirty and gritty now

I’m livin' the American dream

I’ve got the shit that’ll make you scream