't have to rob and steal Well, my baby don't have to work And she don't have to rob and steal Yes, I'll give her everything she needs 'Cause I am her driving wheel
don't have to rob and steal Well, my baby don't have to work And she don't have to rob and steal Yes, I'll give her everything she needs 'Cause I am her driving wheel
green 40 got them going ? when we pull up on the scene candy paint, looking clean, fo's looking king size heads turn while i drive it's like they can
nigga tried me They already know, how I let him go Kill his ass and make sho' at his funeral How the hell a O.B. gon' try me? I'm O.G. on and off TV,
ya off ya face B.G. [Lac] Cadillac's the name I run with So call me Seville Push a platinum Escalade truck With 20 inch wheels Now the Jag you saw me driving
wit' Young Dose and YC Readell Road, that's my street Ask around on the Eastside I'm the s-h-i-t Bun B Bun B, I'm underground king In the candy-painted
gotta wait for the album I don't fuck with The Source But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it bump in the Porsche I mean turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump
Now I got a fully equipped rock 'n' roll machine At speeds that take me high, high, high Dead man's curve I hear one word drive, drive, drive Drive, drive, drive
to jerk With the belt drive, Technics and B-1's With the orange light shinin', the red on D-1's Direct drive and Nova, I'm chillin' with G.L.O.B.E.
ya Wassup, representing on wax Talkin' on record like P-Diddy I'm just here hollering for The Kings of Comedy You know too sharp Steve Harvey, Burnie B
the hood while they flossin' in they rides Candy paint, chrome wheels, and black magic on the attire Me, yeah I was lovin' it, but not old enough drive
blue over gold the story been told Benjamin franklin and two blacks wheel 4 My flow is real cold I ain't never been wacked And thanks to Bun-B and Pimp
t gotta wait for the album I don't fuck with The Source But I turn up my Eazy-E and let it bump in the Porsche I mean turn up my B.I.G. and let it bump
I'm for real, it's the truth of the streets really trying to feel Behind the wheel grinding still, cause I'm trying to feel on a diamond wheel Swang the
Cali, and never rain And I ain't playing games wit ya, so get it right And I 'get tore, I get tore up' under city lights [Chorus] [Bun B] For the king
