Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Phenomenal, artist - Lil Keke. Album song Swishahouse Remix: Universal Ghetto Pass, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.11.2008
Record label: Swishahouse
Song language: English
Phenomenal |
Class is now in session… ghetto activity |
Dats right… time to raise the garage and pull out large |
… ha ha… quiet money gangstas baby |
… fresh out the driveway |
… rollin' n holdin' |
I make the slab look phenomenal, everytime I’m up in the whip |
And when I pull up in front of you, you gotta stop in look at the rims |
You know what it is |
Ya dig… ya dig… ya dig… ya dig… ya diiiiig |
You know who it is |
Ya dig… ya dig… we always on phenomenal shit |
I’m a 4th handman, postman calculating plenty paper |
The slab full of grass I’m feelin like a landscaper |
Old school critical stash and digital dash |
71' top down welcome to my history class |
The watch real spiffy, the jeans $ 650 |
The Lac' Cincinnati Red call it Ken Griffey (Grifffffey) |
I’m on them big rims slow down in front of me |
Black skin, Yellow Gold, lookin' like a Bumble Bee |
Super tight, chrome pipes tell me can u picture this |
I’m a show u how to make the slab look ridiculous |
The seats perferarted, the wood decorated |
My car kill relationships that’s why them suckers hate it |
I’m in the Welch’s Grape Dark Purple if u missed it |
Soft leather Light Tan Hungry Jack biscuits |
I’m known for holdin' boy rollin' up another kind |
Fresh out the shop and on the streets feein blow ya mind |
I make the slab look phenomenal, everytime I’m up in the whip |
And when I pull up in front of you, you gotta stop in look at the rims |
You know what it is |
Ya dig… ya dig… ya dig… ya dig… ya diiiiig |
And You know who it is |
Ya dig… ya dig… we always on phenomenal shit |
Chevrolet suburban, 26 perelli tires |
It’s Charcoal Gray at midnight it hurt ya eyes |
Swisha House crime family, H-Town wise guys |
The Lexus value meal the rims come supersized |
Slab is commercial, the foreign is a posterboard |
Ya outta line tryna fix up a Honda Accord |
I’m a show u how to pull up in cut a curb |
I’m a show u how to make that thang look superb |
Grain in ya left fist, cup in ya right hand |
Air conditioner on 60 nigga I ain’t playin' |
In a Fruit Punch Impala, Root Beer Cutlass |
Pineapple Cush with the Strawberry Crushes |
Mink floors, Black n White feelin' like a Polar Bear |
Troopers on the Interstate so I ain’t even goin there |
Avalanche All Black same color Ashanti’s |
DTS Cadillac and I don’t need company |
I make the slab look phenomenal, everytime I’m up in the whip |
And when I pull up in front of you, you gotta stop in look at the rims |
You know what it is |
Ya dig… ya dig… ya dig… ya dig… ya diiiiig |
And You know who it is |
Ya dig… ya dig… we always on phenomenal shit |
Graduated too kool, comin' outta slab school |
Hit the black top in watch out for the damn fool |
I’m switchin' gears and pullin' off on the regular |
15's bangin' baby don’t call it cellular |
Ain’t no Noss because it’s touch screen new |
It’s spaceage visual it all equal blue |
Boys playin catch up, welcome to Millenium |
7 figure hot rods and cozy condomeniums |
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious |
I’m a show ya how to make the slab look ferrocious |
I’m a make' em fold, then teach' em hold |
Then I might just pull up ridin' Rolex Gold |
I make the slab look phenomenal, everytime I’m up in the whip |
And when I pull up in front of you, you gotta stop in look at the rims |
You know what it is |
Ya dig… ya dig… ya dig… ya dig… ya diiiiig |
You know who it iiiiiiiiis |
Ya dig… ya dig… we always on phenomenal shit |
I make the slab look phenomenal, everytime I’m up in the whip |
And when I pull up in front of you, you gotta stop in look at the rims |