Trill Fam. Young Savage you can catch me (catch me)
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Fresh kicks, fresh bows, and a fresh tee (fresh tee)
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We two crucial ass hoes yea that's me (that's me)
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Look at him his eyes closed he ain't even sleep
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Say Boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much dope in here
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Nigga slow down you betta think about Big Head and Pimp
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Y'all want that savage shit (savage shit) I gotta represent
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Y'all want some rider shit (rider shit) well here it is then
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[Chorus: repeat 2X]
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How you ridin?
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Bad bitch hair did nails feet too
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How you ridin?
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Leather seats TV's with the beat too
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How you ridin?
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Gettin bent behind tint you can't see through
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And my rims way bigger than yours
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[Webbie]
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Red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
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Suburban, Excursion, that Tahoe, that 'llac truck
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Fuck it a bucket, a Delta, a Cutlass
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A Regal, a Montigue whatever you thuggin'
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It's suped up, it's couped up, it fold down with grey sound
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When summer hit you gotta keep the roof up or it go down
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That bad bitch now she be in that Mustang or that Sebring
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Or stuntin her ass off in that '05 her man bought
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How much your paint cost?
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Look like it just got rained on
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Tell me this when you stop do your rims stop or they keep goin
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Your Nissan, your Neon, your old man Caprice own
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You finna take off them twenties and put them big 23's on
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Watchin the latest DVDs with the TV's on
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It's hot AC in winter can turn your heat on
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You hear them loud pipes as soon as you put your feet on
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Bicycles, motorbikes, whatever you on the street on
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[Chorus]
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[Webbie]
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You went the cheap route or do that deck pop out
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You gon' let that tech pop out if that mess pop out
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How you ridin
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Want you ain't worried bout flossin
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You hollerin fuck what I'm talking your shit better than walkin
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It's five stickers up on it look like the junkyard on it
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The 26's up on it and Boocu bitches up on it
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What kina motor up in it think it can fuck with that Hemi
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I gotta Cutlass 350 will leave your ass by a distance
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You ain't customly did it or oringally interior
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Your like them Westside niggaz'll sit that thang on them switches
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Them by 9's be tickin you broke the rearview mirrors
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But that's the 415 shit I run with the 412
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I gotta 'llac chrome grill on the factory rims
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Hoes piled up in here all on laps be still
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Cant wait to get to the room nimblin on my ear
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Y'all gon' get it just chill let me control this wheel
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[Chorus]
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[Webbie]
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Hot gun half a bird man I ride like that
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I ain't even tryna swerve I just drive like that
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With a Beyonce face and some thighs like that
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Attitude like Trina and a ass that fat
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Fuck it I done told my cousin you can have that Lac
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Gon get your shine on watch what I'm gon' snatch
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I don't know but off the top I'm spendin 85 stacks
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With them cozy ass seats that massage my back
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Jacksonville, Mississippi A-Town y'all niggaz wit me
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They talk funny but them boys makin money in New York City
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Took some trips up to Houston be all the D-Town bootin
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Greg Street whats happenin to they love that Gangsta Musik
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If you gon' do it then do it from the Benzes to Buicks
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Let your ends look stupid drop them up 22 it
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Y'all niggaz is clueless don't you worry bout Trill
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This another hit for y'all stupid clowns to steal
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Gametime
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How U Ridin'
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| Webbie |
