[Cars [Chorus 4x - Roots] (Yes) Oh yes it's them Lac Dogs, Caddy and D.T.S.'s (Oh yes) It's Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s
1 - Skinny Deville] Skinny talkin bout that wood with that custom leather, down I-65 Slaw and slum but dubs are better, who you think gon' it live? It's Nappy bitch, what have to Pay attention, your lesson, yup We them country folk with Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s, Lac you think that Nappy gon' be broke forever? Shit naw Hit the bank and cashin in on old What, you know about them country fried sessions? Does that Likwit hit in '97 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 look so slum with 55 from New down to Texas? Hella poor straight the South and haters must respect this
[Verse 2 - Ron (Let me tell you it) When I first got my baby she could barely A-hand-me-down a real O.G., all day she stayed in park Almost did she drive Born in And she about a ton Big ol' built to run First thing I done, her over, had her hummin G notes Underneath her hood, hundreds of horses her ego Her government name was Coup Deville but I called her Piggy Top her with (?) 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, her up with leather and wood 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 off her muh'fucker trunk When ya, hit the block make her muh'fucker Roll your window down, stop, look like somethin like a Roll that back up, and show 'em they reflection and their 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, when they see them twenty fo's, it My ham and cheese the Now I'm talkin bout? I give you three guesses
4 - Big V] You feel the wind, ya? You the tires squallin Kentucky, Colorado, Boston down to New Big get it done, Dodge Ram preferably Cause they do run run, do run run magic, lookin better then Wesson fryin a pan of fish Gangsta leanin like they do in Los (that's gangsta) Adjective, describin what I'm in Them country fellas ain't gon' it, we on the road again
[R. God damn, yes I am, the thriller the skrilla Got plans, Pac fan 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z.+ starin, we not playin Armor kryptonite nice but thank God our dreams came to life Fast roller, cash up The mind up The hold us quick to throw they rags when I roll up Dimes is Sell liquor, my is colder Prophet never look this fine since I grinded up