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Date of issue: 25.03.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grand hustle
Song language: English
Front Back |
Ladies and gentlemen! |
T.I.P., aye! |
Fre-fre-fre-fresh! |
I know a lot of y’all niggas out there, man, who ain’t up on this down south |
shit |
Probably wondering what the fuck you listening to right now, ahah! |
(King amongst kings) |
But it’s an absolute honor and a pleasure, you know what I’m sayin'? |
To bring you some gangsta shit of catastrophic proportions |
Yeah! |
All the UGK alumni, like myself, know what this is, man |
Hey, Bun! |
Pimp C, nigga! |
I gotta '66 Impala so fresh, white top |
Vert drop wit' the choppers on deck |
Fuel exhaust, and a motor out a ninety-four 'Vette |
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin I ain’t done yet |
I got the checker red leather and I’m sittin on chrome |
On 26 inches just to get my roll on |
One of Jeezy’s songs on, make them bitches get low |
I get that ass raised up, like Dr. Dre six four |
Hey, come up in my hood, bet them bitches know Tip |
If you tell 'em you wit' him, all them bitches gon strip |
If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggas won’t trip |
Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggas gon' dip |
Or get hit up in yo'… |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
Never let ho-ass niggas ride |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
And we never let ho-ass niggas ride |
It’s the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta |
Swangin on T.I., S’s and Fo’s (S's and Fo’s) |
Pirellis and Blades and 'em crews of hoes |
I’m a playa, you can tell by how I choose my pose |
When it gets to swangin on the curb, you might lose ya toes |
Dedicated to the slab (slab), the dunks (dunks), the drops (drops) |
The candy painted cars wit' the chopped off tops (off tops) |
Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel |
Lean back up on ya leather, chunk a deuce, and show your grill |
Keep it trill, this the south baby, Texas and GA |
T.I. |
reppin for Bankhead, I’m reppin for P.A. |
(for P.A.) |
Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk, it’s time to ride |
Show them boys you got that front back and side to side baby |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
Never let ho-ass niggas ride |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
And we never let ho-ass niggas ride |
I’m switchin lane to lane (uh), leanin on the switch (on the switch) |
Sippin on the barre, smokin green and hittin licks (licks) |
Bumpin Too $hort baby, in a candy red Biarritz (Biarritz) |
Drop the top and pimp the lot and watch the trunk do tricks (do tricks) |
Pimp C, I keep my money on my mind (mind) |
Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher full of pine (pine) |
If y’know like I know, you wouldn’t try it (try it) |
Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must wanna die (wanna die) |
But I don’t really wanna hit ya with this hot thang |
I just wanna get some brain in the turnin lane |
Comin down creepin slow, sippin on a potent fo' |
Bangin on the Screw, and keep the pistol right here in the do' |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
Never let ho-ass niggas ride |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
Back, front back, fron-front back, fron-fron-front back, side, side |
And we never let ho-ass niggas ride |