Оригинален текст
Mystikal
Whaaa, wassup nigg*?
This for my in them Big Trucks
This for all my in them SUV's, you heard me?
This for my Big Truck Drivers, look nigg* blow yo' Big Truck Horn
You still could see me in my Big Truck boy
Smilin' like a lil' kid when I sped the corner with my brand new toy
I got a bark in they call, talkin' 'bout
they wishin' I'd would've came out the garage
But, I guess that's too bad
Cause your truck used to be the s**t until they saw mine pass
Strobe lights flash, solar baric *boom boom*
Big feet ten runnin' while they *vroom vroom*
Another SUV can't do nothin' wit' me
I'm 23's so 22's ain't fkin' with me
Car so big it make it hard to turn the wheel
I can't watch the T.V.'s from the sturrin-wheel
s**t, plush stronger than the buckskin ceiling
Chocolate tan interior really big truck grill
Yeah, that's how you do that there
Got bling and bass, everything clean but the ash-tray
Hook: Byou2ful (Mystikal)
I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel
singin' this song (I'm a Big Truck Driver)
In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill
rollin' on big ol' chrome (I'm a Big Truck Driver)
And you know when you pass those small trucks you doin' them wrong
(This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers
Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray)
Mystika
Dark lights with brights, the dark windows
with the pistols in the hot spots fkin' well right
So when you girls try to act hype
I get the gat get the gat cause don't fight
When you get to Ruby Tuesday's then make a right at the light
And you might catch my rims will-millin' 'round night light
I played a Jag' 'round rags, and now Excursion and Escalade 'round upscale
The Range Rove's don't even get used
Til it's time for Rhythm City or either House of Blues
My wit' me at your seat to pick my friends up
My brother 'rice in a mother-fking Benz' truck
Fresh light don't need no buffin'
Just call a homie where I'm at, west coast custom
Put it on a trailer and ain't no rushin'
Cause when I get it back y'all 'round can't touch it
Hook
Mystikal
Ain't no slack in my mack, rollin' slow the windows down
they recognize me so you know how they act
Cuttin' up fallin' out tryin' to flirt and get nasty
Raisin' shirt showin' t*ts talkin' 'bout autohgraphs
I try my best to keep my fans happy
I sign my name I grab the nipple they pull off and start laughin'
Then it's back through the hood, tryin' to find somethin' good
And after that I'm on my way to Baton Rouge
I knew that I'm on course at all time
And I love grindin' like alcoholics love sweet creamy and wine
2002 and you dodgin' me now
Big Truck gonna come up ain't no holdin' us down
Grab eyes, turn heads, stop traffic
My black Big Truck half match my Big Truck jacket
Do shows and get paid when I travel stay busy it be gone
Now this a Big Truck Driver
Hook 2x
Mystikal
I'm a Big Truck Driver, I'm a Big Truck Driver
This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers
Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray
