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Ladies and
T.I.P., aye

I know a lot of y'all out there
Man who ain't up on down South shit
Probably wonderin' what the fuck you listenin to now, ah ah?
But it's an absolute honor and a pleasure y'know I'm
To bring you some gangsta shit of catastrophic
All the UGK alumni like myself what this is man, hey Bun

I gotta '66 Impala so
White top, burnt drop the choppers on deck
Fuel exhaust, and a motor out a 'Vette
Fish bowl, televisions pimpin' I ain't yet

I got the checker red and I'm sittin' on chrome
On 26 just to get my roll on
One of Jeezy's songs on, make them get low
I get that ass raised up, Dr. Dre six four

Hey, come up in my hood, bet them know Tip
If you tell 'em you wit' him, all them bitches gon'
If I up in yo' hood, I bet you niggaz won't trip
Once I empty out this clip, I bet you niggaz dip
Or get hit up in yo'

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It's the Gulf Way Boulevard
Swangin' on T.I., S's and
Pirellis and and 'em crews of hoes
I'm a playa, you can by how I choose my pose

When it gets to on the curb, you might lose ya toes
to the slab, the dunks, the drops
The candy painted wit' the chopped off tops
Now put ya diamonds up the wood wheel

Lean back up on ya leather, a deuce, and show your grill
Keep it trill, this the South baby, and GA
T.I. for Bankhead, I'm reppin' for P.A.
Now pop ya trunk, get it crunk, it's to ride
them boys you got that front back and side to side baby

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I'm switchin' to lane, leanin' on the switch
on the barre, smokin' green and hittin' licks
Bumpin' Too baby, in a candy red Biarritz
Drop the top and pimp the lot and the trunk do tricks

Pimp C, I keep my money on my
Keep a hooker on the track and keep a swisher of pine
If like I know, you wouldn't try it
Wanna jack me for my car, you must wanna die

But I don't really wanna hit ya this hot thang
I wanna get some brain in the turnin' lane
Comin' down slow, sippin' on a Colt fo'
Bangin' on the Screw, and keep the right here in the do'

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