This goes out to all worldwide Let playa ass nigga, Twista be yo guide As we go on a to hood, chrome, leather, and wood And it feels so
One mornin' I, woke up to a peanut butter and a caramel chick Feelin' fucked up, out, freaked on Thinkin' about my new truck with deep dish deep chrome, deep chrome, in tha deep dome After a and a menage, we got in the shower Let water trickle down tha crack of the of they booty Got out tha tub and went back to the bedroom One put on Prada, one put on Ludi, I put on Duty calls, I'm to hit tha scene and ball
But before I leave, I on some Issey Miyake Take my truck up to tha wash, put tha back on Wax on, wax off like Mr. Go to tha liquor so I can get blunts, get yak So I can sip some while I one Chronicle into every of my body Calmin' down every molecule, makin' sure I don't none Hit one
Hop in tha' ride, come and it wit me So I can take you through tha' so and so hundred And show you how my people be kickin' it in tha windy I wanna show you I hang out at, where we make our scratch we sit on leather grippin' wood Where tha' hustla's got and tha G's got stacks And that got lacks, rollin' through the hood And it feels so
And it feels so Turnin' with my pinky man my hood on a B And lanes is understood I'm a baller livin' man Leather and Said it feels so
Now I seen plenty niggas flip twenties twenty-ones, flip twenty-twoes Flip Jordans, two-fours ballin', new clothes Momma got a new store, TV screens, spokes And we fittina' roll, off Madison to the manor In a drop-top Sippin' henny rollin'
Feelin' so motherfuckin' I roll my vehicle to Texas And spit it like, this is for tha syrup slow it down so you feel it, plus it make tha words figure And some screwed shit and do shit so that you understand When it to spittin' rapid-fire lyric Adrenaline then I be the man, get the love I hit the club gotta freak in
It's the weekend and the DJ bumpin' Track move like some Southern Black Or tha Cooper, got cruise And got shoes it's packet-proof instead I be tha hottest rap Dude, ride to this while you yo hood You could go around tha block or tha whole world When you back it's still your hood And it feels so
And it feels so Turnin' corners with my man my hood on a B And switchin' is understood I'm a livin' pimpish man and wood Said it so good
I spit some game wit tha to tha media I'm in tha Encyclopedia Brittanica Come and take over tha world wit' me If you good I can see if I can be yo manager Get yo career on track and yo life on And I'll show you how yo go Tactics flow quicker a hat-trick go
Smokin on fire, galactic dro I it's good when you smoke that fire Puff herb, get that dirt, hit that lick Cop yourself a Bently car Cop yourself a motherfuckin' crib Pop that ass, throw that dick, that thing that nut, drop that top, turn the base up Put you a chameleon paint on tha
Get up, bumpin' Twista grooves as I cruise new shoes smooth up in K-town In my city come and feel it Blues If you snooze, you lose don't pay for tha Tre-pound Take tha time to kick wit' yo home and feel yo nugz Keep on hatin' on tha l, big We gon' come up and Im'a still smoke good And it so good
And it so good Turnin' corners my pinky man my hood on a B And lanes is understood I'm a baller livin' man and wood Said it feels so
And switchin' is understood I'm a livin' pimpish man and wood Said it so good
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