In da Wind (Ride Out Mix)

歌詞

Drop the top and let the sunshine in Slippin' slide and we add it again T double D and a couple of friends It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy Collard green, neckbone eatin' Always wearin' my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin' spam sandwiches Sugar water and mayonnaise sandwich Share the room with 'bout four mo' brothers But one home for 'em and no mo' covers A little bad mo' Always rude and always in trouble None of my teachers ain't like me But make it so bad, pearl had seven mo' like me If you growed up the way I did You gotsta understand Trick love to kids Trick love to kids Drop the top and let the sunshine in Slippin' slide and we add it again T double D and a couple of friends It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind Cop me a seven trees Chevy, put dubs on that Candy-apple green, lovin' it And when I'm in it, I'll act a fool You won't like how I'm livin', boys That's right I'm a rude Quick to do you, cut a fool Weighin' in at 'bout a buck six-five in it Plus the boy gets live You know legs, wings, and short thighs Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides Hot whore work her Sean John velour to the floor He oughta enjoy, with the loaded four-four Be sure and acquire more 'fore you with mine Disrespect, I'll disconnect your line With a sick swat, when shit's hot, you get shot The fire, the fury, could it not You stoppin' the grace, get out my space and my face For me and my ace-a lay down the whole place Recognize, this is the verbalize, surprise with me wrong way to wise Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues, golds Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a know Throw yo' elbows, I'm sicker than I suppose Hoes unchose, 'cause my jewelery froze You know how it goes, these young don't want it like this Go off and get yo' get, to silence the chit-chat, blast So pass, outlast, 'bout cash Mo' sicky, talk tricky to the trick like trash Lo realer, a go-rilla, flow for mo' scrilla Come clean, lookin' mean, but you ain't no killer Trick love to kids Drop the top and let the sunshine in Slippin' slide and we add it again T double D and a couple of friends It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind Look at what we got, the rims and all the 'dro The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it makes me choke Like a serial killer was squeezin' on my throat box In the cluthces of danger but not a stranger on the block Is it the cheeferry, reefer beat, blowin' my chest up? Beat right from the club try my best not to mess up A professor of this lyrical thang, I'll take the purist strain Of this slang and inject it into your veins Did your heart stop man? Drop-top fame Aviator shades with a rear front face Movin' through the dirty at a slow pimps pace Kind of like the turtle and the rabbit in the race Put the finish line, I jump the pair of Reeboks So bright, so fresh, snow white but no socks Then I slip on some of that O with the wings I'm bustin' straight out the path like a three piece Of valactic, before you slack it You gotta prepare it and mack it, when your jack it over tragic Not intended for any illegal purposes It's like anthrax and small pox in surplus to murder us Trick love to kids Trick love to kids Drop the top and let the sunshine in Slippin' slide and we add it again T double D and a couple of friends It's quite alright, with the 'dro in the wind With the 'dro in the wind