Class of 95

[Verse 1]

Lovely evening in the City of Angels

In a black Navigator, driver do what I say so

Hit the 110, I wanna see the lights

I'm rolling to a beat, either that or some Frank White

That's why I stay tight, probably got on some Tribe

She smoke hookah naked while I watch, such a vibe

Five hours later, I arrived on the flight

Never fell off, I was born to stay fly

[Chorus]

The tiramisu with espresso

Yeah

The way she ride it slow, it's gon' be hard to let go

Aye, I been looking for a girl like you my whole life

Uh, I guess my prayers camе true and I'ma treat you right

[Verse 2]

I nevеr knew a love like this, got me staring at your lips

While I'm rolling cannabis, wood handle pistol grip

Laser on my other shit, you know who you fucking with

Sliding with the lane assist, money has advantages

I don't do no antics, I just keep the blue strips

Independent, six whips, get money, never snitch

When we get intimate, it's hard for me to up and split

She treat a nigga good, real special, I never felt this

They call me Dom K. a.k.a. Baby Hova

I'm the type that need a chick in a Range Rover

Getting off on Vernon Ave. like I'm coming over

She don't gotta hide her feelings for a real soldier

[Chorus]

The tiramisu with espresso

Yeah

The way she ride it slow, it's gon' be hard to let go

Aye, I been looking for a girl like you my whole life

Uh, I guess my prayers came true and I'ma treat you right

Right