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Lac Dogs & Hogs

Track byNappy Roots

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  • 2003.08.21
  • 4:20
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*Cars revving* (Chorus 4x - Nappy Roots) (Yes) Oh yes it's them Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s Skinny talkin bout that wood with that custom leather, bangin down I-65 (Oh yes) It's them Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s (Verse 1 - Skinny Deville) Slaw and slum but dubs are better, who you think gon' keep it live? It's Nappy bitch, what have to come Pay attention, learn your lesson, yup We them country folk with Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s, Lac Dogs What you think that Nappy gon' be broke forever? Shit naw Hit the bank and cashin in on old investments What, you ain't know about them country fried sessions? Does that Likwit hit in '97 Answer all yo' Questions ? Kentucky's on the map now, who you think done gave directions? From the top and back down, we rep the country to perfection Hella poor straight from the South and haters must respect this Don't it look so slum with 55 from New York down to Texas? (Chorus) (Verse 2 - Ron Clutch) (Let me tell you about it) A-hand-me-down from a real O.G., all day she stayed in park When I first got my baby she could barely start Almost never did she drive Born in 1979 And she weighed about a ton Big ol' body built to run First thing I done, hauled her over, had her hummin G notes Underneath her hood, hundreds of horses powered her ego Her government name was Coup Deville but I called her Miss Piggy Top her with some (?) and fit her for some twenties (twenties) So we took her to the edge and shoved it and still "Ball out on a Budget" Playas hate that I be trickin like she's all that I'm love with Dug in her guts, laced her up with leather and wood Together it go good, us country boys forever stay hood (Chorus) (Verse 3 - B. Stille) And ya, shake the lock off her muh'f**ker trunk You shove that shit that go bump bump bump bump When ya, hit the block make her muh'f**ker jump Roll your window down, stop, look like somethin like a pimp Roll that window back up, and show 'em they reflection and their ultrafade Then chop on that sucka like Wesley's Blade Escalade D.T.S., switch it up, keep them haters on they toes Red Rolls, Fleetwood hoes Can't believe it, when they see them twenty fo's, believe it My ham and cheese the freshest (Chorus) Now what I'm talkin bout? I give you three guesses (Verse 4 - Big V) You feel the wind, don't ya? You hear the tires squallin Kentucky, Colorado, Boston down to New Orleans Big bodies get it done, Dodge Ram preferably Black magic, lookin better then Wesson fryin a pan of fish Cause they do run run, they do run run Gangsta leanin like they do in Los Angeles (that's gangsta) Adjective, describin what I'm rollin in Them country fellas ain't gon' stop it, we on the road again (R. Prophet) Got plans, Pac fan Strictly 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z. God damn, yes I am, the thriller with the skrilla Stop starin, we not playin Armor color kryptonite Fast roller, cash swoll up Rims nice but thank God our dreams came to life The mind mold up The crowd hold us Soldiers quick to throw they rags when I roll up Dimes is quarters Prophet never look this fine since I grinded Cola Sell liquor, my rhymes is colder Roll up

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