Lyrics:

(Chorus/Intro)

Fee, Cee Cee, Wayne here So, Rog' get ya bags man I'm skatin' man
I don't need no bags my bitch got clothes waitin on me
Where we goin'
Okay, yeah
I'm travelin' through people
Yes I have up and down, here and there
There and here, down and up(haha)
All the way to the east coooast
All the way to the west side
Haha up north holla north and south and the east
That my part right there, yeaaah come on people we movin'
Yeah that my part people sang it with me
North and south and..

(Verse 1)

Catch me departin' from new orleans out the first class department
Seat back screw driver out the glass I'm gulpin'
Leavin' the gulf and
Headed to the west side
LAX Cali sex be the best right?
So they say so I go
So the sea flew my 64 with me
Sunsest notice me, Whaddup?
Holla at Grape Street hit the hood up
There in the Denali and I breeze through the valley
But it's breezy in the valley
Blew 50 on the Lakers then I made the 50 back
Next day I was in vegas just
Ballin' up the strip me and some legal prostitution
Stop hatin' on a pimp the new Young Wayne Newton so
Go to Oakland where I mostly be smokin'
Got a bitch in San Francisco where she mostly be locin' so
Tomorrow I'm east coastin' yes I am
Baby just be there when I land, So many places

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)

That's terrorist so I gotta P jet it
Plus when I fly commercial I'm selected
My east coast nigga got that hersey I'm connected
On speed boats straight from Albacurky I'm connected
Drop down in jersey, drive to manhatten
Cop a few jerseys out the bronx outta Sammy's
Then I tell the driver hit 5th Ave for my darling
Tell my driver drop me and the homies down in Harlem
Mommy on, 145th say she danked out
Well get it while the gettins' good cause tonight I'm out on to
Beamtown, bet I'm Celtic green down
Hit the chicken wing spot hood rats scream now(oooo)
Out to Illidelphia for romancin' but
My muslim ho fastin' so I
Go to B-More be more nasty
And she be there when I land (haha)

(Verse 3)

I, Pop up in St. Thomas, Or ?? or Bahamas
The cats off the rockers, promise
Cancun know about ya man Tune
Got ya bitch in the telephone ????? yeah haha
The I mosey on down to the lube
Cashville Memph ten ATL for my boo (holla)
Then I get on the bus and meet my crew
Tell the driver do 102 to the booth

(chorus)