my car Gon' light u up Smoke you like my cigar Like my cigar Like my cigar Gon' ride with us I cop'd chamillionaire's car Gon' roll with us Shine like the rims on
it A Allah who I praise to the fullest K Keep it moving, I Stand alone M It's my crown, my world, my throne Uh, yeah yo, I used to paint this flow, on
bye. Now we're out of town, going to shake her down If I can stay along. Got my blue light on, put her in the net With my siren song. Pulls over to the
Turn it up loud in your car shit Finger tips split that cigar shit Let's smoke nigga Holler at cha man's I'll smoke with cha J D-Troit I to the L-L-A
slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack, That know rap before they turned coke to crack To my dogs hearin' sirens on
soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack, That know rap before they turned coke to crack To my dogs hearin' sirens on
. Now we're out of town, going to shake her down if I can stay along. Got my blue light on, put her in the net with my siren song. Pulls over to
up, floor it now, And do you wanna smoke a Cuban cigar? Fire up, rev it up, shift it up, floor it now, And then we'll take our lovin' out to my car...
you wake up, bang up the tunes For you, the mic is in my twenty one gun salute Got a Lex in my laranex, custom skins Melon trims, honey wanna ride my
a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack, That know rap before they turned coke to crack To my dogs hearin' sirens on
