It's time to Front, back, side to and pancake Haha, make my car shake
My carrucha got so many and dumps Hydraulics, custom paint, and bumps Everything I in my low-low I go hook it up them vatos who can hook it up it up from the bottom up, homeboy tear it up When I'm done juice them up, go back out and use up Front, back, side to side, and pancake People trip out when they see my carro shake like a California earthquake I take, chances on this carrucha that dances a ruca, ass up, titties down So many Chevys you would think in the 60's Now I'm through, a tissue from my dispenser Grab 45 for me and change the record My neck from hitting all day You play you pay but that's ok, hit my switches til the day I pass away
Front, back, to side, corner and pancake trip out when they see my carro shake shake Front, back, to side, corner and pancake Front, back, side to side, corner and People trip out when they see my shake shake Front, back, to side, corner and pancake
I hit my switches up, I hit my down I put the top up, I put the top down No where I go they say my tire's the glow And next time tell me something I know, I like to roll low I'm a lowrider rolling on hundred-spoke Gotta be thirteen inch Daytons wrapped with tires You say you three wheel, I bet that I three wheel higher Got a chrome just in case I catch fire And if I do I'll get a '62 or have some fun in a rag-top '61 and it's done That's Q-Vo, Q-Vo, I got the to hit the switches People tripping, how I lit this, up with sparks Listen to my perros bark, slam it to the ground everytime I But when I leave I raise it up Hit the front down, hit up again, down, then I get them up again
Hey homeboy that's a pretty bad ass you got there homeboy, '63? Hey that's a pretty bad ass Cadillac Fleetwood you got homeboy, '93?
I my car up and gas her everytime I dance it I break something Don't worry, it's that we can't fix 'cause I don't stop until the pumps bust or until I get a head Or some hynas get in the mix I hit my switches, the jura gives me Whenever you fix it, back to switches Hynas blowing kisses, out their digits Pay me a visit, Rob, and we can kick it You see my six tail-lights when I'm at the stop Go up at an angle, my front tire dangle Threw it up on three wheels, but I can hear my pump Time for me to go holmes, my batteries are low