Got a night cap for you, folks.
"Oh, Woah" is the latest offering from Lakewood, California mainstay Jetpack Jones, featuring PeaceLife representative Tone Oliver with production from Apocalyps. It doesn't get much chiller than this.
The production is as blissed-out as the lyricism here, with Jones and Oliver reflecting on respectably hedonistic escapades with the women in their lives over a slow jam of an instrumental.
Free your mind of judgement, relax and enjoy it.
I ain't perfect, still workin' on my own shit
She's an older woman, no games, some grown shit
Grows Mary in her garden, hella blown, shit
Used to date her niece, but she ain't gotta know shit
Start off in the whip, take a little trip
Hands on your hip as we dip down the Sunset Strip
Fuck the pigs, got a bottle, so I take a sip
We on drugs, we in love, so she's suckin' dick
Not ashamed, we don't care what people say about us
Let 'em doubt us, 'cause we're just doin' us
Plus we makin' dollars ...