[Cars [Chorus 4x - Nappy (Yes) Oh yes it's them Lac Dogs, Caddy and D.T.S.'s (Oh yes) It's Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s
1 - Skinny Deville] Skinny talkin bout that with that custom leather, bangin down I-65 Slaw and slum but dubs are better, who you gon' keep it live? It's Nappy bitch, have to come Pay attention, learn lesson, yup We them country folk with Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s, Lac you think that Nappy gon' be broke forever? Shit naw Hit the and cashin in on old investments What, you ain't know about country fried sessions? Does that hit in '97 +Answer+ all yo' +Questions+? on the map now, who you think done gave directions? From the top and down, we rep the country to perfection Don't it look so slum with 55 New York down to Texas? Hella poor straight from the South and haters must this
[Verse 2 - Ron (Let me you about it) When I first got my she could barely start A-hand-me-down from a real O.G., all day she stayed in never did she drive Born in And she about a ton Big ol' body to run First I done, hauled her over, had her hummin G notes Underneath her hood, hundreds of powered her ego Her name was Coup Deville but I called her Miss Piggy Top her with (?) and fit her for some twenties (twenties) Playas that I be trickin like she's all that I'm love with So we took her to the edge and it and still "Ball out on a Budget" Dug in her guts, laced her up leather and wood Together it go good, us country boys stay hood
[Verse 3 - B. You that shit that go bump bump bump bump And ya, shake the lock off her muh'fucker ya, hit the block make her muh'fucker jump Roll your window down, stop, like somethin like a pimp Roll window back up, and show 'em they reflection and their ultrafade Then chop on sucka like Wesley's +Blade+ Escalade D.T.S., it up, keep them haters on they toes Red Rolls, Fleetwood Can't believe it, when they see them twenty fo's, it My ham and the freshest Now what I'm talkin bout? I you three guesses
4 - Big V] You feel the wind, ya? You hear the tires Kentucky, Colorado, Boston down to New Big get it done, Dodge Ram preferably Cause they do run run, do run run Black magic, lookin then Wesson fryin a pan of fish Gangsta leanin they do in Los Angeles (that's gangsta) Adjective, describin I'm rollin in Them country fellas ain't stop it, we on the road again
[R. God damn, yes I am, the thriller with the Got plans, Pac fan 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z.+ starin, we not playin Armor color nice but thank God our dreams came to life Fast roller, swoll up The mind up The hold us quick to throw they rags when I roll up Dimes is Sell liquor, my is colder Prophet never look fine since I grinded Cola up