And I'm a keep on ridin' swingers till them hoes start to clack, baby
Them hoes don't know how to act, I'm hoggin' lane in the Lac
The car fresh out the wash no soap, just water
My pockets on swoll, my whip on beam
You in my trunk stutter it's the state I'm in
You in my trunk stutter it's the state I'm in
knah'im'talkin'
I'm on the boulevard holdin' workin' wood grain wheel
If ya shit ain't mean, and ya grill ain't blingin'
You in my trunk stutter it's the state I'm in
Mayne they all different colors got candy paint drippin'
The black Porsche truck got the freak bendin' over
Ridin' fly no doubt twenty, fo's and up
Mayne they all different colors got candy paint drippin'
I'm flossin' with my partner Memphis in that black on black
I know you hate when I get tired of that slab
Mayne they all different colors got candy paint drippin'
That'll tell you I'm a hustler, hustler
I started that shit so you know my wrist bling
I know you hate when I get tired of that slab
I'm throwin' up the deuce and givin' dap
Times changed niggaz stuntin' game picked up
I'm a head turner flippin' in my old school dropper
It was Impala this, it was 'Lac that
Aye I'm throwin' up the deuce and givin' dap
Then switch to another my partner do the same
It go down knah'im'talkin' 'bout, bangin' screw
I'm throwin' up the deuce and givin' dap
Comin' down the boulevard just holdin' slab
Comin' down the boulevard just holdin' slab
Aye I'm throwin' up the deuce and givin' dap
I'm a down south boy, you know we shine
Mayne they all different colors got candy paint drippin'
If you can get it, I got it, if you have it, I had it
Aye I'm throwin' up the deuce and givin' dap
Top down, sun shinin' on my ice tray grill
Then switch to another my partner do the same
You in my trunk stutter it's the state I'm in
You can stay at home if ya whip ain't whipped up
That'll tell you I'm a hustler, hustler
Aye I'm throwin' up the deuce and givin' dap
Then switch to another my partner do the same
Move out the way baby boy, here I come
I went to H-Town to see Paul Wizzy
Before they made the Phantom's, or they made the Maybach's
You workin' with somethin' you hear them hoes holla
I'm throwin' up the deuce and givin' dap
I'm the topical discussion like that boy Vince Young
Let's go
H-Town, N.O. connection
It was loud rump, wood grain, and wet, wet
Sot diamonds from the bottom to the top of my grill
That'll tell you I'm a hustler, hustler
Comin' down the boulevard just holdin' slab
Comin' down the boulevard just holdin' slab
I know you hate when I get tired of that slab
'Cause you done slipped up, hoes ain't even peepin'
I know you hate when I get tired of that slab
Then switch to another my partner do the same
These couple hundred thousands tryin' to turn into a mill
The camoflauge truck it's representin' solider
I'm comin' hard dogg everyday of the week
Comin' down the boulevard just holdin' slab
Black Benz, black Range, black Infinity Jeep
I left with my grizzy lookin' so pretty
I'm ridin' slow 'cause purple kool aid in my cup
From the Lex, to the Benz, from Denali, to Caddi
Wavin' trunk down West Park to make the boppers attract
Comin' down the boulevard just holdin' slab
You know me B. Geezy from way back
I'm throwin' up the deuce and givin' dap
Comin' down the boulevard just holdin' slab
Tippin' down on 8, 4's look, oh so proper
That'll tell you I'm a hustler, hustler
Turnin' everybodies head with my remote control starter
