[JD] Question what y'all know about swingers on a slab, Thirties on a hummer With the butterfly doors, Lucky charm teeth lack on them D's, Chevy's sitting high Iced out everything, Stacks on deck no bank, What y'all know bout the five hottest Niggas in tha game, bow wow,short dog,scrappy, The boi lil Wayne, the homie pimp c, We got a lil story to tell y'all where we come from. [Bow Wow] I come from where a Chevy wit a trunk full of bump is all that is that's wanted In a year it don't matter long as you throw sum D's on it mouth cost more then Your house on ten acres in the inside so fly niggas call me Jim baker from Ohio To Texas we so infectious ATL to STL is going to be hard to catch us I'm talking Bout weed, pills,sipping on bar, drinking crunk living like its no tomorrow see out of Towners cant understand cause I cut all my words shawt popping tags is mandatory Saturday at the mall hoods ain't hoods they cardboard's and zones car choppers And when its on its on see the kids cant live without it it ain't nothing you can do Bout it learn how to bounce and get out it hear me out kids cant live with out and it Ain't nothing you can do bout it learn how to bounce and get out it and now answer Me this. [Chorus: Pimp C] What y'all know about them them country boys coming down in candy toys playing hard Talking noise what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys playing hard Talking noise what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys playing hard Talking noise what y'all know about them country boys Coming down in candy toys playing hard Talking noise [Short Dog] The boy country like overalls You know that dog catch me in a slab same color as bowling balls Crusing up the avenue i'm probably gonna give you up on cost Cause I ball hard and I'm stunting just like Its no tomorrow so yesterday I swear I spent bout fifty g's on a wrist watch that shine Brighter then A Christmas tree if you was getting cheese you would Probably spend too so don't hate em cause I blow Paper like the wind do and hop out clean So watch your queen I'm biggest balla in Houston homie not you Ming I mean i'm getting money man so my pockets hell a chubby And I be sipping drank that's purple like the Teletubie when comes to the women dog I can tell They love me they send they put there panties in a envelope and Mail em to me and now hows that for some fan mail But me and bow gotta question know the answer raise your hand Yell. [Chorus] [Lil Scrappy] They call me fisher price cause all I do is play nice And I hang around gang of guerrillas that love to fight I'm the ice Man I'm far away from the sun but I'm still hot like a pushing a my charger Look like a muscle lifting a ton you can pick On me then you picked the right one you pass another drink I'm sipping on another one you trust me up I'm blowing Got a fruit loop coup looking like orange juice When them niggas see the truth they don't be knowing what to do Yeah i'm scrap the youngest in the nation young nigga Quit hating on the money that I'm making I'm just country [Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Look they call me Wayne that is our chaperon So far ahead of the race I don't know what lap I'm on no Lil young Louisiana hit you with like MC Hammer And money talks so that's my grammar if you ain't bout money you can Step like a gambler am I the illest doing this hell Yeah I am fresher then the prince of Bel Air and OG is what you smell Here smoke the biggest don't worry I brought A spare they say I'm at the top but I'm all most there And when I get I will sit don't worry I brought a chair I put ice all over the altermare but watch Game face time is hard to tell and I will do whatever The carter shell so hot going out wit me is like going to hell [Chorus: x2]
Written by: Poree, Anita / Caston, Leonard / Phillips, James / Carter, Shawn C / Richardson Ii, Darryl / Dupri, Jermaine Mauldin / Carter, Dwayne / Davis, Charleston Duane / Mosley, Timothy Z / Joshua, Kyambo
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