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Woo, yeah,
me, is that candy paint?
Them Boys is back
Cleveland, the Full

Keep rollin', rollin',
Hey, rollin', rollin', rollin'
Hey, rollin', rollin', rollin'
Hey, keep rollin', rollin',
What you say

I you
My Impala on them two fours
I you
My Cutlass with them suicide

Move out my way, out
*** out my way, move out my way
Wait a minute now, a second now
Wait a minute now, on 'em, ride on 'em

Here grandaddy always classin', ain't no *** badda than that
They know I'm gangsta, 20k 4's on my black
And as a matter of fact, flipped it and dipped it in some paint
Suckas get mad 'cause can't bang

Your boy, Lil' Layzie comin' through all in that black Monte
I'm swtichin' lanes, givin' lanes like it no tomorrow
I'ma get around cars with no regards for this traffic
Look how I yank it, yeah, I yank it makin' it look like magic

If you see that dash drop ya know to do
Ya know what to do, ya what to do
We was fittin' to roll not let me roll, I've got it, now we don't
Watchin' for them mashin' down that 71

I you
My sittin' on them two fours
I you
My Cutlass with them suicide

Move out my way, out
*** move out my way, out my way
a minute now, hold a second now
Wait a minute now, on 'em, ride on 'em

Stomp it, bash it with my 350 rocket,
White on white, it's tight from bumper to bumper, can't touch
For a more juice, I supercharged it
Yeah, his ride's tight but tight like mine
'Cause we workin' on different

I swing my doors
My *** out in swing them doors open
Big bumps, big bumps, big
Try to let off, take it to the side
Let's get high, pimpin' while I'm into my vibe, roll by

I'ma come with the
I ain't gon' be with these *** don't know who the team is
I love that I breath Swizz and Bone *** that's who we is
Whatever the purpose, Full Surface, what chu call architects
Too hard to and if you don't move we startin' ***

I you
My Impala sittin' on two fours
I you
My Cutlass them suicide doors

Move out my way, out
*** move out my way, out my way
Wait a minute now, hold a now
Wait a minute now, ride on 'em, on 'em

have it *** my weapon is automatic ***
*** stepped his game up he came up
Should have about it
these 24 inches spinnin'
Is usually good for makin' heads twirl
Just try to be *** when I this world

Switchin' lanes, pimpin', switchin' lanes,
Switchin' lanes, pimpin', lanes
We through your hood like Bone Thug
And I doubt if we need a gang bang it's because

I you
My Impala sittin' on two fours
I you
My Cutlass with them suicide

Move out my way, out
*** out my way, move out my way
Wait a minute now, a second now
Wait a now, ride on 'em, ride on 'em