Red Eye Songtext
von The Musalini & DJ.Fresh

DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh
I caught a red eye from New York to Cali
I fell asleep on the plane
And woke up in LA
I caught a red eye
From New York to Cali
I fell asleep on the plane
And woke up in LA
JFK to LAX, nonstop, no connects
Where the weed be the best, the sun always set
I do it for the P′s, I'm out in Malibu
Just soakin′ up the breeze
Now I got motion, mackin' with your broad
At the bar by the ocean, have a toast
Baby girl, live a little, rollin' up the Skittles
Got me in the zone, sippin′ Henny and it′s cold
A player on the go, from New York to Melrose
Makin' moves on my toes, drop top with some hoes
Convertible flows, in with the new bitch
Out with the old sunshine to the dome


Craft lines for the song, I′m still gettin' high
Livin′ left fly, palm trees to the sky
I'm from the rotten apple where the skinny niggas ride
Postin′ with the baddie, views to the hills
When I'm chillin' up in California
I caught a red eye
From New York to Cali
I fell asleep on the plane
And woke up in LA
I caught a red eye
From New York to Cali
I fell asleep on the plane
And woke up in LA
Somethin′ bout them dreams, Cali got the bomb
Weed put me in the mood
Smoke a joint to the face, vibe and create
I′m on Rodeo Drive, tryna find me a cake
Get her on the plane, right back to JFK
This game got her open, we be fuckin' and we smokin′
Up by the mountains, her ass bouncin'
Old school like a caddy, cat daddy
Keep some kitty out in Cali
Thick like some batter, plus her cheeks gettin′ fatter
Hit Bossa Nova for the steak chicken platter
We just livin', coast to coast with the feeling
Top down, baby girl, no ceiling
I been on the go, gettin′ love on the road
Nothin' for granted, I'm outta New York
I′m an uptown bandit, P living lavish
My shorty butt naked, tryna make me a sandwich
I caught a red eye
From New York to Cali
I fell asleep on the plane
And woke up in LA
I caught a red eye
From New York to Cali
I fell asleep on the plane
And woke up in LA