| Yeah, 2003
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| Big Lou and company
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| Macks, Peterbilts, GMC’s, white freight liners
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| Volvos, Marlins, Internationals
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| Eighteen wheels, we do deals
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| Major fake baller close your mouth, you rap about the same thing
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| Record company got you gassed
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| Now you wanna hold champagne and bounce
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| And act like you from Down South
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| I «Pimp Hard» like MJG and Eightball
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| Called the crib that my girl Kate called
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| Olde English aluminum can tall
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| Girls smile when I walk with alligators through the mall
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| Shiny jeans and baseball cap, no time for rotation crap
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| No sleep, always up with heat, never take no N-A-P
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| I.P.P. |
| — International Player
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| Wherever you search there’s no one greater
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| But you look at the back of the club walkin around
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| I see you, that’s you, a HATER!
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| Macks, trucks, big wheels roll
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| Macks, trucks, big wheels roll
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| Macks, trucks, big wheels roll
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| Macks, trucks, big wheels roll
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| Global W.V.C. |
| who can step to me
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| Got the belt over my head like Ernie Shavers
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| Y’all be talkin behind my back, rhyme as sweet as Life Savers
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| From New York, push records out from Detroit
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| Greyhound bus will get me to the point
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| From there, I don’t care, pick me up in a pickup truck
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| I roll wagons fly like blue shoes with big Chuck
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| Thinkin I gives a fizzucka
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| Youse a metropolitan plastic-ass, youse a sucka!
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| Turn let me blast you in the face
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| A guy like you I should slash in the face
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| Pick up the lampshade, knock your blunt out your hand
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| Smear ash in your face!
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| Macks, trucks, big wheels roll
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| Macks, trucks, big wheels roll
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| Macks, trucks, big wheels roll
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| Macks, trucks, big wheels roll |