October
Thursday 9 October 2008 photo 3/5
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Verse 2:
Let's take it to the street cause I'm ready to cruise
Just bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes
And the people just stare so I love to park it
And I just put a computer in the glove compartment
With the petal to the floor, radar in the grill
TV in the middle of my steering wheel
It's my car's birthday so we blowin' them candles
More speakers in my trunk than my ride can handle
Got my name in the headrest, read it and weep
NOS tank in the back, camel hair on the seat
And when I pull up to the club, I get all the affection
Cause the women love the paint and they can see their reflection
I'm about to take off, F what you heard
Because my side mirrors flat like a fuckin' bird
And the fools, we gon clock one and we'll pop one
Cause my folk ridin' shotgun with a shotgun
Chorus:
You just got hustled for a wire of cash
Man whatcha gon do? Act a fool
Now your friends just smoked up your brand new stash
Say whatcha gon do? Act a fool
Now them gulls up the block still running their mouth
Boy whatcha gon do? Act a fool
If anyone talk bad about the dirty south
Tell me what im gon do? Act a fool
Let's take it to the street cause I'm ready to cruise
Just bought me and my cars all some brand new shoes
And the people just stare so I love to park it
And I just put a computer in the glove compartment
With the petal to the floor, radar in the grill
TV in the middle of my steering wheel
It's my car's birthday so we blowin' them candles
More speakers in my trunk than my ride can handle
Got my name in the headrest, read it and weep
NOS tank in the back, camel hair on the seat
And when I pull up to the club, I get all the affection
Cause the women love the paint and they can see their reflection
I'm about to take off, F what you heard
Because my side mirrors flat like a fuckin' bird
And the fools, we gon clock one and we'll pop one
Cause my folk ridin' shotgun with a shotgun
Chorus:
You just got hustled for a wire of cash
Man whatcha gon do? Act a fool
Now your friends just smoked up your brand new stash
Say whatcha gon do? Act a fool
Now them gulls up the block still running their mouth
Boy whatcha gon do? Act a fool
If anyone talk bad about the dirty south
Tell me what im gon do? Act a fool
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