[Cars [Chorus 4x - Nappy (Yes) Oh yes it's them Lac Dogs, Hogs and D.T.S.'s (Oh yes) them Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s
1 - Skinny Deville] Skinny talkin bout that with that custom leather, bangin down I-65 Slaw and slum but dubs are better, who you gon' keep it live? It's Nappy bitch, have to come Pay attention, your lesson, yup We them country with Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s, Lac Dogs What you think that Nappy be broke forever? Shit naw Hit the bank and in on old investments What, you ain't know about them fried sessions? Does Likwit hit in '97 +Answer+ all yo' +Questions+? on the map now, who you think done gave directions? From the top and down, we rep the country to perfection Don't it so slum with 55 from New York down to Texas? Hella poor straight from the South and haters must this
[Verse 2 - Ron (Let me tell you it) I first got my baby she could barely start A-hand-me-down from a real O.G., all day she stayed in Almost never did she in 1979 And she about a ton Big ol' built to run thing I done, hauled her over, had her hummin G notes Underneath her hood, of horses powered her ego Her government name was Coup but I called her Miss Piggy Top her some (?) and fit her for some twenties (twenties) Playas hate that I be trickin like she's all I'm love with So we took her to the and shoved it and still "Ball out on a Budget" Dug in her guts, laced her up with leather and Together it go good, us country boys forever stay
[Verse 3 - B. You shove that shit that go bump bump bump And ya, shake the lock off her muh'fucker ya, hit the block make her muh'fucker jump Roll your down, stop, look like somethin like a pimp Roll that window back up, and show 'em they reflection and ultrafade chop on that sucka like Wesley's +Blade+ Escalade D.T.S., switch it up, them haters on they toes Red Rolls, Fleetwood Can't believe it, they see them twenty fo's, believe it My ham and cheese the Now what I'm talkin I give you three guesses
4 - Big V] You the wind, don't ya? You the tires squallin Kentucky, Colorado, Boston down to New Big get it done, Dodge Ram preferably they do run run, they do run run Black magic, lookin better then Wesson fryin a pan of Gangsta leanin they do in Los Angeles (that's gangsta) Adjective, describin I'm rollin in Them fellas ain't gon' stop it, we on the road again
[R. God damn, yes I am, the with the skrilla Got plans, Pac fan 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z.+ Stop starin, we not Armor kryptonite nice but thank God our dreams came to life Fast roller, swoll up The mold up The crowd us Soldiers quick to throw they rags I roll up Dimes is Sell liquor, my is colder Prophet never look this fine since I Cola up