Dirty - 24 Inches Woodgrain Grippin (Lp Version)
Pull up at the light and them thangs keep spinnin'
I'm bustin' down a philly finna fill it with a 20
That liquor got me swervin' eamp j is what we sippin'
Just pulled it out the shop so that paint still drippin'
Got that thang flip flop so the flop keep flippin'
Keep that 45 cock when I'm woodgrain grippin'
I woke up Friday morning right before I washed my a**
My n**ga keke called me told me boy come get
Your lac
I'm happy as hell 'cause I been waitin' for the call
He told me that he sprayed it last night with
Stone wall
You got 31 flavors and boy you need to see'em
But you need you some rims so meet me down
At emmet neil's
And pimp while you thinkin' I'mma tell you how to
Kill her
Take off them gary payton's and sit that b**ch on
Andre miller's
I call up lakiera that's my main thoroughbred
'Cause right 'fore I hit her I get some flame
Thorough head
Now when she suck it she don't play when she
Catch it
Could it be I run with j and scarface down
In texas
But I'm down in alabama where the ballers love flexin'
Keep my 45 cocked just in case I feel threatened
I pulled up at the light and them hoes almost fainted
I hearin' screamin' out hollerin' keke must'a painted it
Yeah yeah
I put 24 inches on the brougham
Call my baddest b**ch and tell her daddy comin' home
Pull up at the light and them thangs keep spinnin'
I'm bustin' down a philly finna fill it with a 20
That liquor got me swervin' eamp j is what we sippin'
Just pulled it out the shop so that paint still drippin'
Got that thang flip flop so the flop keep flippin'
Keep that 45 cock when I'm woodgrain grippin'
I'm choppin' down your block in a big body brougham
Candy flip flop 24 inch chrome
Spinnin' like four windmills enough to give off wind chills
And all this dro smoke is startin' to fog up
My windshield
I'm sittin' more high than four deers stacked on top
Of four hills
And if I sip 'bout four beers I'll need four
Blunts to straight kill
I'll show you how that bass feel four 15's off
In the rear
Beatin' so hard off in your ear when you get
Out you can hardly hear
Mix eamp j with belvedere so my mind ain't never clear
My 4 5 been with me so godd**n long feel
Like my souvenir
You want to know what's truly real how many times
My candy flip
The sun make my paint look like a fruity bag
Of mamp m's
Hoes love the way it drip so they holla let
Me ride
So it's me and pimp with 'bout twenty four hoes
Inside every night
Takin' flight in my fleetwood full of hood freaks
And if that thang is candy paint it must got
Sprayed my keke
I put 24 inches on the brougham
Call my baddest b**ch and tell her daddy comin' home
Pull up at the light and them thangs keep spinnin'
I'm bustin' down a philly finna fill it with a 20
That liquor got me swervin' eamp j is what we sippin'
Just pulled it out the shop so that paint still drippin'
Got that thang flip flop so the flop keep flippin'
Keep that 45 cock when I'm woodgrain grippin'
Big pimp we push caddies with gold spokes vogues with
Mo mo
G stacka they sit high they sit low 20's and 24's
Big pimp we got hoes that dike hoes suck d**k
And snort blow
G stacka we got n**gas that smoke dro push bricks
And elbows
Big pimp thirty one clear coats drip wet like mop
'N glow
G stacka spinners that chop fast spinners that chop slow
Big pimp gators of all soles furs and perm fros
G stacka we ride with 44's that's tucked off in
Our clothes
I put 24 inches on the brougham
Call my baddest b**ch and tell her daddy comin' home
Pull up at the light and them thangs keep spinnin'
I'm bustin' down a philly finna fill it with a 20
That liquor got me swervin' eamp j is what we sippin'
Just pulled it out the shop so that paint still drippin'
Got that thang flip flop so the flop keep flippin'
Keep that 45 cock when I'm woodgrain grippin'
