[talking]
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Now pull your ride out
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This how we do it, down in Texas nigga
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Down South, mayn
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[Hook: Dannie Marie]
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(I'm pulling out), trying to get my point understood
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I'm just a young nigga repping my hood, gripping on wood
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You know hitting the Boule', like a real playa should
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Top down washed up looking good, cause
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[Lil' O]
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Trying to see, what I can see
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Hoes staring at my rims, like bitch I can't see
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Cause they shining like a diamond, plus my five T.V.'s
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Got these hoes mesmerized, but I ain't INC
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I'm Fat Rat with the Cheeze, big balling Texas
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54 karats, from the watch to the necklace
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Candy coat paint, man I'm squashing the plexers
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And the way my 18's shake, make you throw up your breakfast
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Hit the strip system thumping, sipping something
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4-5 in my lap, if niggaz get to dumping
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Boys riding by, looking like bitch you bumping
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What is them Fosgate, or is them Kickers humping
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But you know I keep rolling, cause the show don't stop
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Cause even when I'm at the light, man the chrome don't stop
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And when I pulled up at the club, I bet your hoe gon bop
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I ain't even gotta ask, she gon throw her cot
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[Hook x2]
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[Scooby]
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I'm pulling out, I just got the ride, a tune up
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Washed up, fin to hit the Boulevard and find a new slut
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I'm high, and I'm full of that blue stuff
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A nigga got his hands in the sky, and I'm throwing the deuce up
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Now, why do they wanna let Scoob up
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I'm trying to get these chickens in the ride, get to making em do stuff
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When I'm tired, then Scoob'll lose em
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These bitches wanna fuck my car, guess my ride just do it to em
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[Unique]
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You know, how a bastard ride
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And V-12's, right past your ride
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You fucking with 'Nique, I don't think so prolly not
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Cause when I stop man, my rims do the body rock
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And uh me Scoob and Pretty, breeze through the city
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In a sea blue Coupe, that ease through on 20's
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Disturbing traffic, as I'm passing by
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Get high, and pass the lock
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[Hook x2]
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[Poppy]
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Say baby, pass the square around
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You in the presence of a playa you dig, don't be afraid to let your hair down
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You know Poppy, I stay with a pair of dimes
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So gritty in the car, with a receding hair line
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Hey, you know I like to fill the ride with helpers
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They like the way the 5's, slide on Drexler's
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Those 22's my nigga, I keep something in the ride for plexers
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Get it right, that's how we ride in Texas
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We push slabs down here, cause we young stunners
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We pull em out fast as a dick about to cum in a chick, with no rubber
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And the girls, like to follow the Coupe
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Cause they amazed, by the way the trunk swallow the roof
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But those just the fruits, of the stacking my chips
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And your chick, wanna ride with a actual pimp
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I laugh at you marks, and you faggots that trip
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Cause the only wood you grip, is when you jacking your dicks
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[Hook x2]
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[talking]
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Dedicated to all the playas, on 3's and 4's mayn
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20 inch chrome, 22's, 24's, you want spinners mayn
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Let your motherfucking chrome spin, mayn
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Straight up mayn, this one's for y'all mayn
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Let your top down, let your trunk crack
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Fuck it you in a Houpe mayn, get that bitch washed up
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And hit the Boul' on knocking, this how we do it in the South mayn
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All the playas looking good, showing up washed up
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This how it go down in Big Ballin' Texas mayn, straight up
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Pull your ride out, pull your ride out, pull your ride out
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I'm Pulling Out
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Lil' O |