Dedicated to the slab, the dunks, the drops
When it gets to swangin' on the curb, you might lose ya toes
To bring you some gangsta shit of catastrophic proportions
Lean back up on ya leather, chunk a deuce, and show your grill
But I don't really wanna hit ya with this hot thang
I just wanna get some brain in the turnin' lane
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
On 26 inches just to get my roll on
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
I'm a playa, you can tell by how I choose my pose
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk, it's time to ride
Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher full of pine
Swangin' on T.I., S's and Fo's
Pimp C, I keep my money on my mind
I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there
If I show up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz won't trip
I'm switchin' lane to lane, leanin' on the switch
Fuel exhaust, and a motor out a ninety-four 'Vette
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
Wanna jack me for my candy car, you must wanna die
Keep it trill, this the South baby, Texas and GA
All the UGK alumni like myself know what this is man, hey Bun
If you tell 'em you wit' him, all them bitches gon' strip
T.I. reppin' for Bankhead, I'm reppin' for P.A.
The candy painted cars wit' the chopped off tops
I gotta '66 Impala so fresh
If y'know like I know, you wouldn't try it
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
But it's an absolute honor and a pleasure y'know I'm sayin'?
Bangin' on the Screw, and keep the pistol right here in the do'
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
I get that ass raised up, like Dr. Dre six four
Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggaz gon' dip
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
Drop the top and pimp the lot and watch the trunk do tricks
Bumpin' Too $hort baby, in a candy red Biarritz
Show them boys you got that front back and side to side baby
Sippin' on the barre, smokin' green and hittin' licks
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
Pirellis and Blades and 'em crews of hoes
Man who ain't up on this down South shit
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't done yet
One of Jeezy's songs on, make them bitches get low
Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel
Probably wonderin' what the fuck you listenin to right now, ah ah?
Hey, come up in my hood, bet them bitches know Tip
I got the checker red leather and I'm sittin' on chrome
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
Fre-fre-fresh
It's the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta
Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side
Or get hit up in yo'
Comin' down creepin' slow, sippin' on a Colt fo'
