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[Hook - 2x] We gone swang, lane to lane Still gripping the wood grain, collecting my change We gone swang, lane to lane In the wide frame, on Fondren and Main
[Dougie D] Fucking with G, the skating Escalade Flossing all through the city, swanging from lane to lane Gripping wooden grain, that`s the way we do it mayn On a constant grind working jelly, collecting change In a wide frame, big body overloading the road Hogging the street, just like they always be out of control Roll with us, or you bitches get rolled over Ain`t no chip on my shoulder, I just got money to fold up It`s the Dougie Deezie, off of the heezy please believe me Gotta be keeping it greasy, for me to see the cheesy Doing it like it go, and there`s one thing I know fa sho We gon shine and gon hold, because the 3rd Coast is our home
[Trae] See I`m a grain gripping, 83 swanger Chromy glass, nigga you in danger Got a sawed off, that`ll repaint you In a wide body, like the Lone Ranger I`ma stop and drop, when I wanna roll I got a big four do`, with a big fo`-fo` Sitting solo, Doug-O wrecked Now Trae done backdo` Ghetto superstar, menage tois Candy paint, done wet up the car Lane to lane, my drop`ll get raw Running red lights, and don`t bar the law Gotta get paid, stacking my change Gripping the grain, gliding mayn Turn out the back, and I`ma gon swang Untamed, fin to do my thang Now Trae done wrecked it, world respected Out the Southside, of Houston Texas Living wreckless, don`t neglect it Moving on, and ain`t baring plexas Bubble eyed, fin to lead the way Diamonds shining, like a heat wave Back it up, `fore I blind your face Slow Loud And Bangin`, fin to lead the race
[Hook - 2x]
[Jay`Ton] I swing blocks, when I`m in the drop Where the throwed bops, and the haters jock It`s Jay`Ton on 84`s, Volvos fin to glide the road I`m 16 all in your face, braided up and I`m out of sight With a bad dyke on a motor bike, screened up lighting up the night I`m blue red coming out the I, turning heads on the boulevard My AK`ll make a nigga know, when I cock it back I`m fin to hit you hard Southside fin to go get it, all about stacking a mill ticket I`m still playa don`t get it twisted, sideways with the trunk lifted
[Lil` B] The window tinter, wood grain gripper Wet candy paint, and a chrome pistol Eyes on me, like a thoed stripper Showing naked, better take a picture On the boulevard we don`t guard 84`s and vogues, down to South Park Cause I`m Lil` B, and I don`t barge Slow Loud And Bangin`, we`ll pull your car That`s on the Lord, we`ll leave a stain Hogging lanes, in a wide frame With my nigga too, all against the grain On the Dirty South, is where we gon swang Riding two deep, or solo Platinum FUBU, or Polo With a bad hoe, rocking J-Lo Skating up the block, I`m crawling slow
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[Z-Ro] Solid, as a rock Profiling in the turning lane, banging down your block Hell naw it just don`t stop, matter fact it never slow down When I`m in the kitchen whipping, my prices tend to go down Then I dog my Intrepid, mash on the gas on down to the flo` Till I hit my block and set up shop, anything you need come to the Ro Might got prices on my head but I`m not scared, I`m gon shine Relaxing in Rolls Royces, attempting to pass time I be smoking on that stink, had to retire from that ink Cause you just can`t think, when your mind goes blank Full tank of unleaded, then I`m head to Probilla Fucking with that Big Mello, because my click require killas You ain`t gotta holla at me, when you see me outside Cause when I go to my ride, I got your woman inside She got her mouth open wide, ready for me to drop it in My shine is unstoppable, but you wanna stop it here we go again
[Hook - 4x]
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