(Car engine)
C`mon, baby
C`mon on, c`mon on
Yeah, alright, now
(Chorus)
Ballers flossin` in their rides
But we still drivin`, drivin`, drivin` our hoopties
[Jhaz]
Another one of these days, early in the morning
I hear you blowin` (Car horn)
Here we come, out the door
Jhaz grab thekeys, already got the blunts
What`s up, Arch?
Pass the Windsor, can a sister so smoke with you?
Let me get that back seat to hear them six by nines
Radio on ten, factory speakers about to bust
Master P coverin` up noise from that exhaust
Destination: Gordon Park, steadily smokin` on leaves
Nothin` but the drop six-four`s on D`s
Bouncin` like a mother, rims sparklin` in sun
Us, we got three hubcaps and a ?
[Brina]
Commence to roll the House of Windors at this red light
Drop-top candy-apple red six-four pulls up to the side
Tight-ass chrome, I swear this playa got wet paint
Turn the system, down, they drownin` out our sounds
Man hittin` switches - watch him floss
Hittin` 3`s; let`s pull off
There`s the store, gotta get some Zinfindel
And ? for the park
(Chorus)
[Jhaz]
They rollin` with a backseat full of speakers
And a trunk full batteries, talk on a cellular on the regular
You can tell when a nigga got cheese
And see this Ford Escort with no brakes
It`s pushin` on E, baby, and I`m sick of this
It`s a shame what a sister has todeal with all these things
[Brina]
We gotsta kick it, now
Out the car, where my lighter at?
Kickin` back, tape in my pocket
Let me put this in your tape deck
All these ballers flossin`
Doin` pancakes, lookin` lovely
You can ball, AJay, in your trunk, he come off frontin`
Just for ten, thanks for the support
Now we back to the hoop, gotta another tape off
Let`s watch these playas act a fool
[Jhaz]
Let`s get me up on some Hen
And we can pretend like we sippin` on Don, playa
`Cause we still got to hustle, welfare for cold of poverty
If we gon` smoke this weed
We better push some more or these tapes
It`s gettin` dark, they be takin` their shows in
Better hurry before it`s too late
Parlay in the heart of Land, just hangin`
`Cause it`s summer time
Three deep in the fo` hoopty
All around us, ballers in they rides
(Chorus)
[Brina]
Let`s roll to the studio
Arch, we gotsta get some gas, real fast
Seen enough ballers flossin`
Time for us trues to get some cash
One of these days sister`s pockets gon` be on swoll
II Tru and AJay gon` have some rides to boss the roads
(Chorus)
[Brina]
`Cause I`m gon` get mine
When I get paid off these here rhymes
[Jhaz]
And you can put that on your family
I`m a put on my trues, we want this tape
Player, recognize II Tru`s comin` to get you fools
And these ghetto blues done had us faded too long
And the ballers that`s flossin` in they rides
Gon` be bumpin` to our songs
[Brina]
Another Windsor `fore we part for the night
Blaze it up, Jhaz
Two hits, then you pass
In another year, we gon` be top class playas in this game
We gon` change for them good thangs
Let them floss, `cause it`s all good until we get paid
(Chorus)
