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Featuring n.o. joe
(pimp c)
i gotta come down, i got a bangin trunk
so when i come through you feel the slab just bump
them niggas sipin syrup and them bitches on that gin
man hit that sweet one time for smoke-d locked down in that pen
i'm blowin out the window, you know i'm rollin glass
i'm bumpin that screw, that t-a-t, that boy actin a ass
cause down in texas nigga, we got our own stores
we got the baddest bitches and we roll the freshest cars
i flip to new orleans by you clask i'm on the scene
got dress improvement steam i step out that bitch so clean
i poured out some liquor on the street for that fool todd
he was a trill ass nigga never came at me prod
man i was talkin to playa g just the other night
he told me about this nigga that was talkin about me shife
fool nigga this ugk bun and c we run the streets
and tell your bitch ass brother he can't fuck with my beats
so if you wanna be bangin nigga the good shit don't come cheap
i'm talkin 7000 over 3 knock off a g
cause fool this ain't no game nigga all about my change
i'm comin baby fleetwood swangin on them thangs