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Dirty Heads - West Coast (Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jared Watson
Jared Watson
Vocals
Dustin Bushnell
Dustin Bushnell
Guitar
Matt Ochoa
Matt Ochoa
Drums
Dave Floral
Dave Floral
Bass Guitar
Jon Olazabal
Jon Olazabal
Percussion
David Foral
David Foral
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leigh “LDontheCut” Snyder
Songwriter
Jared Watson
Jared Watson
Songwriter
Dustin Bushnell
Dustin Bushnell
Songwriter
Andrea Ramirez (Eya)
Andrea Ramirez (Eya)
Songwriter
Jordan Miller
Jordan Miller
Composer
Jason Bell
Jason Bell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Leigh “LDontheCut” Snyder
Producer
Heavy
Heavy
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Tony Hoffer
Tony Hoffer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I see the sunrise
I wake up in the morning feeling
So nice
I burn a couple bowls of the alright
I look out to the world and it's all mine
Yeah it's all mine
[Verse 2]
I see palm trees and joints kids
Smoke bomb trees like ointment
My weed breath is fresh
'Cause I keep my appointments
Now I can finally see
Like I smoke some D.M.T
What you think we should sound like?
[Verse 3]
What you think we do at night?
'Cause we be the best at this shit
We made a mess of this shit
We write the rest of all the west
With the recklessness
If you a bitch  you might get
Smashed up like the necklaces
This where the rest of us live
You-you-you say
[Verse 4]
You,  say we feel like the west coast
I say we sound like the best though
You, say we feel like the west coast
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I say we sound like the best though
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
[Verse 5]
Every single day I'm just living
For the thrill of it
Everywhere I go people ask me
What my deal is
I just tell them I ain't fucking 'round
That some real shit
I'm just trying to keep my head up
Higher then the ceiling is
Everyday's  a new day when you wake up
Counting blue jays
I my backyard painting fences
With no shoes on smoking
Bouquets and bouquets
Yeah bomb bay bazookas
The best is all that we're choosing
Now I'm burning one down like I
Was ben harper on Tuesday
[Verse 6]
Yeah I'm getting on Roulay
Ruling out all the bad days
Oh yeah it's yours truly
I'm living south of the valley
No I am not complaining I love it out here in Cali
And I love it when you say
[Verse 7]
You say we feel like the west coast
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I say we sound like the best though
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You say we feel like the west coast
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I say we sound like the best though
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
[Verse 8]
We dealing,  oh
They feel it, oh oh oh
They say
[Verse 9]
They say we feel like the west coast
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I say we sound like the best though
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
You say we feel like the west coast
Oh yeah, oh yeah,  oh yeah
I say we sound like the best though
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Written by: Andrea Ramirez (Eya), Dustin Bushnell, Jared Watson, Leigh “LDontheCut” Snyder
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