This goes out to all worldwide Let that ass nigga, Twista be yo guide As we go on a Hood to hood, chrome, leather, and And it so good
One mornin' I, woke up next to a butter and a caramel chick fucked up, flicked out, freaked on Thinkin' about my new truck with deep dish deep chrome, deep chrome, in tha deep dome After a massage and a menage, we got in the Let water trickle down tha crack of the back of booty Got out tha tub and went to the master 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 spray on Issey Miyake my truck up to tha wash, put tha sparkle back on Wax on, wax off Mr. Miagi Go to tha store so I can get blunts, get yak So I can sip some I split one into every follicle of my body Calmin' down every molecule, makin' sure I trip none Hit one
Hop in tha' ride, and kick it wit me So I can take you through tha' so and so hundred And you how my people be kickin' it in tha windy city I wanna show you I hang out at, where we make our scratch While we sit on leather wood Where tha' got packs and tha G's got stacks And that got lacks, rollin' through the hood And it feels so
And it feels so corners with my pinky man Through my on a B And lanes is understood I'm a baller livin' man and wood Said it feels so
Now I seen plenty niggas flip twenties Flip twenty-ones, flip Flip Jordans, flip ballin', new clothes Momma got a new store, TV screens, hundred-forty And we fittina' roll, off Madison to the manor In a drop-top henny rollin' reckless
Feelin' so motherfuckin' I roll my vehicle to Texas And spit it like, this is for tha syrup Gotta slow it down so you feel it, plus it make tha figure And spit screwed shit and do shit so that you understand When it come to spittin' rapid-fire Adrenaline I be the motherfuckin' man, get the love I hit the club gotta freak in
It's the weekend and the DJ bumpin' Track move like Southern Black blues Or like tha Cooper, got And they got it's packet-proof instead I be tha hottest rap Dude, ride to this while you yo hood You could go around tha or travel tha whole world When you come it's still your hood And it so good
And it so good Turnin' corners with my man Through my on a B And switchin' is understood I'm a livin' pimpish man Leather and it feels so good
I some game wit tha intellect 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 on track and yo life on point And I'll show you how yo go Tactics quicker than a hat-trick go
on some fire, galactic dro I know it's when you smoke that fire Puff that herb, get that dirt, hit lick Cop yourself a Bently car Cop yourself a motherfuckin' crib Pop that ass, throw that dick, twork that Bust that nut, drop top, turn the base up Put you a chameleon paint on tha
Get iced up, Twista grooves as I new shoes rollin' smooth up in K-town In my city come and it Ghetto Blues If you snooze, you lose pay dues 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' steady come up and Im'a smoke good And it feels so
And it feels so corners with my pinky man Through my on a B And switchin' is understood I'm a baller livin' man and wood Said it so good
And lanes is understood I'm a livin' pimpish man and wood Said it feels so
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