Yeah.. we gon' send this one out to e'rybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relations*ip Let's ride [Chorus] Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [x3] [Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flo' and let's roll! [Ludacris] Yess; Seven cars, eight cribs, and ain't a damn thang changed Still pumpin' ten kickers, still grippin' the grain Still candy in the paint, still ridin' them thangs Most of my folks would same I'm happy, but I still feel pain Until I jump in my ride, that's my only escape Me and my automobiles got these neighbors screaming "Gimme a break!" It's a pity how we turn our city into obstacle courses Don't be mad cuz I can't hold my five hundred horses Lamborginis and Porches, Ferraris and Vipers I'mm wipe the seats wit' you drool, and rub the hood wit a diaper Television on the gas tank, the fuel make the ass stank I mean to be rude, my bass tubes are in a glass tank Go strap yout seatbelts on, go put ya money up Go put your life on the line, go put ya honey up Go spread the word, run and tell all the boys It's time to play, or better yet brand out the toys; we goin' [Chorus] [Dolla Boy] I'm in a S S Super Sport, with the Four Fifty Four .45th on the seat, don't get yourself supersoaked Dependin' on the weather, it may vary - whatever though Catch me slammin' Escalade, Cadillac, to Chevy do's And hope I don't, and pull out the Range Rover The color of coke and snow, I blew out the brains on ya Blew out the game on em', became a misfit Shame on a *****, the 726s wouldn't fit I'm ridin', I'm high, and I'm glidin, I'm lyin', I'm flyin', I'm doin 190, it's gon cost to catch us You see that these diamonds are s*inin', and blingin' and blindin', so let me remind ya it's gon cost to catch up Who's next up? - That's us, flow leave you breathless Pedal to the flo', truck seat won't let up But if you out ridin' deuces or better Slow down so them girls can't sweat ya, and let the car go [Chorus] [Bridge x4: Titi Boi] + (Dolla Boy) Assign your name in the skreet (sign your name in the skreet) [Tity Boi] I got two miles an hour, so everbody see me Twenty fours, twenty sixes, twenty eights! And my rims so big, you would think that is was 3 D Wait' til you see my paint, I ride around the A, With 'bout half a tank; I'm startin' to make so much money, I work half a day - I got cash in the safe I got cash right here, I'm hard to get my swipe on And I look like a chandalleur with all this ice on Pull out the (?) shoot Catch me blowin' out kush of the roof of the seven deuce Ridin' hella hoes (hella!) elevador do's (hella) Gator on the seat (And?) mink on the flo's If a hater wanna creep, I got that thing by the do' And if my chirp go beep, then my thang gon' blow Playaz Circle - Titi Boi ridin' on skinny wheels Bout to trade in the Quarter til eight, and get the ten till [Chorus x2]
Yeah.. we gon' send this one out to e'rybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relations*ip Let's ride [Chorus] Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you [x3] [Luda] It's get out, put my pedal to the flo' and let's roll! [Ludacris] Yess; Seven cars, eight cribs, and ain't a damn thang changed Still pumpin' ten kickers, still grippin' the grain Still candy in the paint, still ridin' them thangs Most of my folks would same I'm happy, but I still feel pain Until I jump in my ride, that's my only escape Me and my automobiles got these neighbors screaming "Gimme a break!" It's a pity how we turn our city into obstacle courses Don't be mad cuz I can't hold my five hundred horses Lamborginis and Porches, Ferraris and Vipers I'mm wipe the seats wit' you drool, and rub the hood wit a diaper Television on the gas tank, the fuel make the ass stank I mean to be rude, my bass tubes are in a glass tank Go strap yout seatbelts on, go put ya money up Go put your life on the line, go put ya honey up Go spread the word, run and tell all the boys It's time to play, or better yet brand out the toys; we goin' [Chorus] [Dolla Boy] I'm in a S S Super Sport, with the Four Fifty Four .45th on the seat, don't get yourself supersoaked Dependin' on the weather, it may vary - whatever though Catch me slammin' Escalade, Cadillac, to Chevy do's And hope I don't, and pull out the Range Rover The color of coke and snow, I blew out the brains on ya Blew out the game on em', became a misfit Shame on a *****, the 726s wouldn't fit I'm ridin', I'm high, and I'm glidin, I'm lyin', I'm flyin', I'm doin 190, it's gon cost to catch us You see that these diamonds are s*inin', and blingin' and blindin', so let me remind ya it's gon cost to catch up Who's next up? - That's us, flow leave you breathless Pedal to the flo', truck seat won't let up But if you out ridin' deuces or better Slow down so them girls can't sweat ya, and let the car go [Chorus] [Bridge x4: Titi Boi] + (Dolla Boy) Assign your name in the skreet (sign your name in the skreet) [Tity Boi] I got two miles an hour, so everbody see me Twenty fours, twenty sixes, twenty eights! And my rims so big, you would think that is was 3 D Wait' til you see my paint, I ride around the A, With 'bout half a tank; I'm startin' to make so much money, I work half a day - I got cash in the safe I got cash right here, I'm hard to get my swipe on And I look like a chandalleur with all this ice on Pull out the (?) shoot Catch me blowin' out kush of the roof of the seven deuce Ridin' hella hoes (hella!) elevador do's (hella) Gator on the seat (And?) mink on the flo's If a hater wanna creep, I got that thing by the do' And if my chirp go beep, then my thang gon' blow Playaz Circle - Titi Boi ridin' on skinny wheels Bout to trade in the Quarter til eight, and get the ten till [Chorus x2]
