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Culver Moon

Jackson Browne

Looking East

1996

just like Santa's elves

Baby, Culver me
And I'll Culver you
When the streets are shining with the smoggy dew
When the lights are glowing with

chilling in the 2 C's
I remember all the hood times
Coming up in Culver City
When time to us meant nothing
But hanging out in Culver City
Sunny days clear

at Culver’s are the True Blue Crew
I’m gonna get really rich like I’m Hugh
I’ll get a lot lot richer than you
Gonna learn karate and maybe kung fu
But I'm gonna

gettin' older, said she like Culver's
Took her to Eat, fucked in a Rover
Freaky, I told ya, sexual soldier
Fuckin' her good, she keep comin' over
It's

Stop playin'

One wrong move
A knock his head off his shoulders
Keep the chicken round
Like a nigga work at Culver's
Bagging shit up
But I don't fuck

Laurel to Sunset, freeway to Culver
Racin' my MG down to MGM
Sittin' in make-up tryin' to wake up
Gotta be on the set at eight AM

For one more day

without hot soup
Culver's without custard
Tracks without hot tunes
Buses without bus barns
Vocals without autotune
Relationships without you
Alright that

snorting coke she was a sniffer
No lie, played it way too soft I was a sweetheart 
So I took her ass to Culver's for some dessert
Ai yigh! I was told

look at shorty I need that
I need cat
Blowing doja 
400 kelvin
Yeah I'm hot I know it
Fine food yeah right combo from Culver's
Hit it like a baseball bat

to get anything
Other than jalapeno poppers
(Mmm jalapeno poppers)
Fuck you and your nasty ass Culver's
It makes you bloated
You need to take a moment

hometown
Los Angeles
Hollywood, Inglewood, Culver. Reppin for the ones that lay on the bus
Naw bro, I don't smoke cannabis
I don't let haters come stand with

getting older
I'm bout to break it up like I shot a bolder
I'm bout to shake it up
like I stopped at Culver's
Like mentos dropped into a soda
I'm starring

your cold shoulder
You gave me at the famous boulder we saw at Culver's
These other rappers downers
Laughing like some clowners
They be sad they be some

her to Culver's
And then bend her over
Wisconsin ass nigga but parents in Dover
I'm down with the crew
Rollin' up blowing Douja
So ready to pass
But I'm

That's something to be proud of
She the type you gotta wife up
She don't do one nighters (woah)
Dinner out at Grand Street
Right across from Culver's
I

It's good I'm feeling sober
In it till it's over
Never eating Culver's
Forever being covert
That's how the soul works
Something that I go and can tap

a quarter
Boy you a butter burger shout out Culver's
I'm so bossy yeah they know I'm a baller
Count a thousand spend dat shit in a hour
I'm a dog but I ain't

kicked
Druggie flow mane it's yo local local bastard
Sera-serotonin I can't inhale faster
I just called off work
Then Saw my boss at Culver's
I said damn

in the bathroom of Culver’s
Had to slip mr DJ a twenty
Put the Ludacris and John Legend on me
We was playing in the station like Sony
Didn’t bring

stealing the money
My ass got locked up quick guess it is kind of funny
I guess it's funny cuz now I think maybe I am the problem
I went from Culver's

and attention from the media
I ain't fw no funny niggas
Ay and If you want sum sweet, bitch go to Culver's
I be Grippin on the heat like a hand warmer
I ain't

me, but I don't work at Culver's
Skinny nigga, stank sack, get the fuck up out the way
Five grams in the wood, nigga thought I'm blowing sage
I'ma get

get colder
She say I'm a snack, so fuck it, I'm Culver's
But shorty, I'm taken these girls, getting bolder
My girl think I'm cheatin' that's crazy
It's

the most of the summer
That is until some semi-pro cop from the neighborhood watch
Ran a red light on his way to Culver's
And his first thought
Was