III. Telegraph Ave. ("Oakland" by Lloyd)

Power 106

LA, it's ya girl, Yesi Ortiz

Got some brand-new music

I need y'all to turn it up and lemme know what you think

It's Lloyd called "Oakland" on Power 106

I was making Japanese

And she's watching DVDs

In Oakland, in Oakland

Now I'm driving up the 5

And she waits 'til I arrive

In Oakland, in Oakland

Everything that I wanted

Only gotta drive for the moment

Tell me "turn around," then I'm on it

For the moment, but you know me

You know how I get when I'm lonely

And I think about you in the moment

But everything you do is so Oakland, so Oakland

Foot on the gas

I'm just trying to pass

All the red lights

And the stop signs

I'm ready to go

Before I get to The Bay

Babe, that's a problem

'Cause I'm way too scared to call

And you might get me to stay, no

I don't really want to drive

But I think I'd rather die

In Oakland, in Oakland

With my hands on two and ten

So I guess it all depends

On Oakland, on Oakland

And I'm nervous, truth be told

I never saw me growing old

In Oakland, in Oakland

And if I married you tonight

It would probably start a riot

In Oakland, in Oakland

Everything that I needed

Now that I got you in your feelings

Everything you won't say, you tweet it

And a nigga don't like that shit at all

So retreating

Can we just roll with the feeling?

Can we just roll for a minute?

Wait a minute

Foot on the gas

I'm just tryna pass

All the red lights

And the stop signs

I'm ready to go

But I'm really not ready, girl

That's a problem

'Cause I'm way too scared to fall

And I know that you choose to stay, no

All the girlfriends saying, "Here we go again" (go again)

Rich kid but he act like a gentleman (gentleman)

Last one didn't end like it should've been (should've been)

Two dates and he still wanna get it in

And they're saying it's because of the Internet

Try once and it's on to the next chick

XO, the O face on your exes, right?

And we can do the same thing if you wanna have better

When your thoughts can't breathe and you thinking asthmatic

And you wanna be a mom and I wasn't mad at her

I was thinking 'bout me, I'd be really bad at it

'Cause I'm thinking 'bout me, weeks in Dubai

Fourth of July, house in Kauai, yeah, we can try

So let's try

(Talk, say some things)

(Say some things)

(Oh) whoa

(Oh) whoa

I took off my nine to five

But you still don't have the time to kiss me (just hit me)

And if I left you all alone, would you still pick up the phone?

It's iffy, you miss me

I got furniture to move, and we'll both be thirty soon

In Oakland, in Oakland

The only one I know is you, so the fuck I'm supposed to do

In Oakland, in Oakland?

In Oakland, in Oakland

In Oakland, in Oakland

In Oakland, in Oakland

In Oakland, in Oakland