Cruisin' down the boulevard, wheels gleaming bright,
Chrome reflections blinding like the city lights
Hydraulics low, then high, we ride into the night,
Every street and corner, they admire the sight

Low, low, lowriders, glide on the street so smooth,
Yeah, we're riding lower than your mood
Bounce, bounce, bounce, feel the groove,
In these low, low, lowriders, we move

Custom paint like artwork, moving masterpiece,
Every curve and line, a visual feast
Engines purring softly, power underneath,
We're the kings and queens of the urban concrete

Low, low, lowriders, glide on the street so smooth,
Yeah, we're riding lower than your mood
Bounce, bounce, bounce, feel the groove,
In these low, low, lowriders, we move

Sunset's glow fades away, neon signs take its place,
Our parade of pride, in slow motion we embrace
Mirrored shades, cool demeanor, not a single race,
It's about the style, not the speed, it's the grace

Low, low, lowriders, glide on the street so smooth,
Yeah, we're riding lower than your mood
Bounce, bounce, bounce, feel the groove,
In these low, low, lowriders, we groove

As the night whispers softly, we answer its call,
In our lowriders, we stand tall
Through the city's veins, we flow, we crawl,
In our low, low, lowriders, we rule it all