We tight whips, everyday Bentley, Lex, Mercedes, and We roll tight whips, to make a big buck, but that's ok
1] They say the top ain't acting He ain't a day He got the top back, you his new Z28 Holla at ya (BOY!) the 8 of us 8 But they like my they just non-stop (SPREWELL!) like they runnin away
[Verse 2: I'm 80 in the lightin Duece on shine The try to pull me over but my rims done blinded em Cus I got 4 models in the back of my 18" Bazooka my stuff the BLOCK UP!
[Verse 3: P] Call me Ghetto Bill cus my seats they be And when I roll the hood I got 2 or 3 hoochies Lou Vaton Airbags 'case I bad Futuristic kidded up I'm Batman the PROjects TV when I that for a car, no Hope I blow that, WHOA!
4] We roll big body Benz it's the In the hood, servin like I'm a restaurant waiter Blue on the Jag cus I love to shine it by my shorty so that we be hard to find I ain't pay the car note, in 3 months I'd rather, spend my paper on Henney and Even when the truck stop those things be constant I'm a 504 Boy so I'm with it
[Verse 5: around in tight whips Catch me on the shift I'm a Yungsta, I roll without a license My is triflin, homie you can bite when First one in the on the block with the ice rims My seats be piped out, TVs the lights out Had these blinkin when I passed, try not to out Dash with the wood grain, still in the man Catch me on lean car clean we doing big
[Verse 6: The way we do it She got a man, but she still gonna around Bentley, a bucket with chicken I'm like ma, go em now It's like No Limit it, we all day, no loss Just parkin lot pimpin, car colors These boys go off
7: Master P] We leave the in the window, whodee Cus it's worth a hundred V12 with remote (cha-cha) engine runnin P.Miller throwbacks, with the shift Candy paint thong version the iced out chip Yokahama tires, whodee, but I got 3 No Limit Boys we thuggin I get a high for week!
[Verse 8: Lil' I'm fish tailin my dad, and I'm on drops Sportin Sprewell to the curb I think I saw the They call me Richie Rich, I got my in the seats X-Box in the front and the DVDs Got TVs in the rest with the big wide screen Got the navigation system with the in between Rollin a coupe with the top down I go outdoors We roll on old days here, that's 24s
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9] I got that whip block paint off, my ride air ding The nose on my hood just like my ride stay off I roll through yo hood they ask me do I call off Like if it was made out of with 20s and crishtoff
10] Go glistens These chicks, call me Cleana A firecracker, big ballin, something you've never seen I'm sippin lean, off thick on 6 TV screens Interior green, 24s, but you know, it no thing HAH
[Verse 11: P] We ghetto fab, let our bling bling Driveway like a dealership, walk no more We out, all day, all night Cus is my life, my life, my life...