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Coops, cars, big
We rims that keep spinnin' (uh huh)
We so fly, bandanas and cush linen
Chain swang, pinky ring, diamond things we ain't
These are a few of our favorite (yea)

Santana:]
Now I get than most do
Higher most do
G4's or better, how I fly the coastal
I'm live the toast dude, I'm liable to approach you
'Hi' then 'Bye' and I will just roast you
My dudes all the same here, we shoot off and bang
Red dot nose like you was Rudolph the Reindeer
I'm fast when I cars, I smash and I scrape cars
Love candy paint, but still keep my factory job (yup, yup, yup)
I'm a mack and I play
Choose a bitch, scoop a bitch, then the play yard
Like 'Hey ya, hey ma, open your mouth wide put your head down
Respect me I'm a pimp 'round
Our doors go up on our 'round here (cause)
These are a few of our things (yea)

[Lil'
Carter me I'm stuntin', the yeah I'm youngin
Automotors runnin' off temperature look at ya
Lookin' all shook up, I'm a fly nigga, rock my chain I cook up
Evisu's gettin' took up, in the cleaners
Parallels on the beamer, I swear that bitch hotter than the in Anena
You talkin' to a fever, get ya heat up
And I'm a dirty south boy, get ya teet up
I hit Roy, not Jones but Williams
Findin' me a Kelly make Destiny Children
The recipe is Cristal and
Call Crizzurp, get that from killer
Cam my man, and Juelz that's my nigger
Dip-dipset young money where the
Naw, the desert
It's right up in that Maybitch under Corinthian leather
(holla nicca)

[Juelz
We ridin big yo (yea), we bog yo (yea)
Stash box in the car we big blow
Ask Joc (yea, yea), the kids know (yea, yea, yea, yea)
That I'm the show (yea)
I ride more chrome, I rock stones
I got chones, and I ain't talkin' cookies nigga
I'm talkin' that last ('til when?)
'Til the day that you
I'm talkin true facts, I'm talking true
Coops black, Coops that come with the back
Chasin' dig dough (yea), making big (yea)
That what we live fo', get a ho
That how we stroll down here, how we roll down here
Spectacular down here, that's how it go down here