Still Tippin (Underground Remix) feat. Big Pokey,Mike Jones

歌詞

(Hook - 2x) Still tipping on 4-4's, wrapped in 4-4's 4-4's I'm tipping, wood grain I'm gripping Tipping-tipping on 4-4's, wrapped in 4-4's Pimping fo' hoes, and I'm packing fo' (Lil' Keke) H-Town game colder, Sunday night strip roller Diamond mouth Dirty South, legendary slab holder Flipping on new vogues, in the parking lot of my shows Might be macking on two hoes, and I'm tipping on 4-4's Touch the button scoot back, automatic roof cracked Fill your cup windows up, I could bulletproof that Candy paint Southside, a wood grain wheel guider Hit the switch raise it up, bring it back shoot fire Beat the trunk let it bang, let them boppers do they thang Bust a right hit my lights, catch him in the turning lane Pull up like a boss man, driving with my floss hand Bass hitting hard in the trunk, like a church band Don Ke' you know it's on, Big Po' Mike Jones Big rims big chrome, in and out your time zone Hustlers get your swang on, gangstas let it roll I'm tipping on 4-4's, and I'm riding under control what (Hook - 2x) (Mike Jones) 4-4's I'm tipping, wood grain I'm gripping Catch me lane switching with the paint dripping, turn your neck and yo' dame missing Me and Slim we ain't tripping, I'm finger flipping and syrup sipping Like Do or Die I'm Po' Pimpin, car stop rims keep spinning I'm flipping drops with invisible tops, hoes bop when my drop step out I'm shaking the block with four 18's, candy green with 11 screens My gasoline always supreme, got do-do the brown with a pint of lean It takes grinding to be a king, it takes grinding to be a king "First Round Draft Picks" coming, "Who is Mike Jones?" coming Slab shining with the grill and woman, slab shining with the grill and woman I'm Mike Jones (who) Mike Jones, the one and only you can't clone me Got a lot a haters and a lot of homies, some friends and some phony Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me (I said) Back then hoes didn't want me, now I'm hot hoes all on me (Hook - 2x) (Big Pokey) I'm sitting on 4-4's, fo' point stands like a bulldog Blue lens headlights, horse power under the hood y'all Old school like a eight track, my cake stacked like a brick wall Roof pushed back when the six crawl, tip in the motor I ditch laws Do' slammer rimmed up, driveway decorated Fo' hammers stash spots, everywhere niggaz hating Off the gut raise it up, Afghan blaze it up Park the car play the truck, meet the Rican weight it up Po' it up shake it up, fo' 15's trying to break it up Slab riding with the hockey game, I be the nigga that'll take the Cup State to state pulling up, like a hamstring they know Dina International worldwide, cool but not no hoe neither It's pimping here I'm a hoe bleeder, jet black fo'-fo' heater 4-4's on four vogues, weed stashed in the do' speaker On Boulevards I'm a slow creeper, hog the lane like the trash truck Dog I chase these fast bucks, niggaz better get they cash up (Hook - 2x)