Текст песни Lil` flip - Rollin` on 20`s
Lil` flip - Rollin` on 20`s слова песни
Here we go, welcome to my world nigga ofCadillac`s and stacksTriple X throwbacks with my name on the backUh, I know you see usYou wanna be usWith Jam Master Jay on my AdidasPlus I ride around in two-seata`sI hope it`s cold cause I`m comin wit my heataI`m on the Fleeta, doin 150Can`t you tell by my cut why I`m pimpinAnd if I hit one time she`s limpinAnd if he trick one dime he`s simpinCause we don`t do it like that over hereAll we do is grip grain on the stairLike Killer Mike all I do is dream about sexBut when I wake up I have a dream about a checkAnd after that I burn rubber when I jump in my Vette`Yet his hoes raise up but it ain`t come out yet, I`m speed racin(Chorus 1)On 20`s (On 20`s)Wheel`s Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)These hoes grinninI pulled up with the top offOn 20`s (On 20`s)Wheel`s Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)These hoes grinninFuturistic tennis shoes when I hop offYeah, yeah, yeah I got a need for speed get in da truck wit meOr we can start in the Bentley doin a buck fiftyI`m so gangsta, chickenheads don`t wanna fuck wit meBut you can love me or hate me baby you`re stuck wit meAnd I`m a fluff till the police come and get meWe run dis city, you can`t do nothin wit meIt`s young red ya`ll, I`m rollin somethin stickyYou see them 20`s, believe they worth three a pennyAnd I ain`t really got nuthin to loseSo announce on 22`s start spreadin the newsLet`s speed it up a littleHoes love to chooseSoon as they spot the drop, man, it gotta be the shoesThe fast lane is where a nigga live e`er nightLook for the grain stay away from the red lightThem old folks hear me creepin up the streetCause they know I got them, I got themWoofers in my jeep, nigga(Chorus 2)On 20`s (On 20`s)Wheel`s Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)These hoes grinninI pulled up with the top offOn 20`s (On 20`s)Wheel`s Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)These hoes grinninFuturistic tennis shoes when I hop offOn 20`s (On 20`s)Wheel`s Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)These hoes grinninWe never lose sleep, lemmeOn 20`s (On 20`s)Wheel`s Spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)These hoes grinninYou can`t even breath in it(*talking*)Say, there go the laws, manWhere, whereThey gettin behind us right nowStop lyin man, you lyinDon`t worry about it, we in a lamborghini, manI`m goneI got a lambo, I got a drop jagPlus I got a Harley bike, nigga top thatNow e`erbody be like where you shop atAnd they be askin dumb shit like where you got thatThat`s when I look back and say I`m a superstarAnd if it cost a hundred grand it`s a supercarI`m still ballin, 20 still crawlinLike retarded kids, my DVD`s stallinLakers still callin, but we already signedWe about to be legends like Morris Day & the TimeWhen Paul gave me a call, man I had to do itI gotta rep where I`m from so I had to screw it, uhI`m from the home of the Houston TexansThe only horse we ride is in our LexusNowadays, everybody wanna chop on bladesBut we been doin that ya`ll better behave(Chorus 2)