[Chorus: I-20]
I`mmmm smokin dro, choppin O`s
Beat knockin with the big blaze choppin nigga
I`mmmm smokin dro, choppin O`s
Ridin dirty, candy paint lookin purty
[Tity Boi]
See I`m addicted to this fast life, it`s hard to slow me down
when ya, momma on the crack pipe and ya daddy ain`t around
You hear the sounds of the wildest gunshots from a large clip
when we started choppin O`s off in this empty apartment
See I was, standin in the track, and my back is the target
With a hammer on my side lookin like I`m layin carpets
See you flip it `til you get it nigga, we hangin like this cable
On my way, to I-20 nigga I gotta play in Decatur
See I`m ridin and I`m blowin on twenty dollar bills
Cause we, only got that gold; you can`t buy regular around here
Stayin true to the prestige and the, economic status
I still stacked 100 G`s stayin in my momma`s attic
Stackin under Kraft-matics, willie sleepin on the cheese
See we got ki`s and the D`s and the P`s and TV`s
And I`m ridin in C.P. with a glock-40 as my tooley
on the block, with the top back, blowin out that (?)
[Chorus] - 2X
[I-20]
You know I-20 ridin Regal`s - cuttin cutters
since my wood grains got no stains; be in some other shit
A big body Chevy on the, chrome lookin pretty
If it`s dro, or the sticky I need, I`m hittin Tity
on my system knock so loud (loud) they call the cops on me
Ladies show that ass proud (proud) and make it drop for me
This is how a nigga ride (ride) in A.T.L.
and if the twelve drop pull me over (over) I hide the scales
Blowin dro out the song booth, with windows tinted
Ridin clean down Old Campbellton Road, y`all know who in it
Got my seat pushed way back, arm out the window
Niggaz quick to pull a car-jack, (?) when they in ya
I push a Range and my brother Fate in S.S. Impala
Ludacris, with the Escalade, and Tit` quickly follow
Gettin ready for the summer get your cars out and fix it
When it comes to that ridin and smoke, look I`m addicted nigga
[Chorus] - 2X
[Ludacris]
Yo, gotta get that monkey off my BACK.. sir
I`m smokin dro and choppin O`s up in my `LLAC.. sir
Where the fuck you at when them little bitty Animals ATTACK.. sir?
I`m in the TRAP and when I get caught up in a RAP-ture RELAX.. sir
It`s like cata-RACTS to me, AC-tually it HAS to be
a FAC-tory of SMOKE and clouds I`m CHOK-in proud
and RHAP-sody, the SACK of trees is WROTE and now
So POT-ent now the TRACK is squeezed
So CLAP and be happy to be nappy and snappin
Just keep on rappin but nobody comes AF-ter me
POP.. {*cough*} one hit from the blunt then I stop drop, ROLLLLL!!
Really really wanna fuck with the glock glock? NOOOO!!
They so simple better hit that block, SLOWWWW!!
On yo` mark, get get ready, set, GOOOO!!
You could watch this Georgia tech` BLOWWWW!!
If I don`t get some of that wet wet wet-t-t wet DROOOO!!
[Chorus] - 2X
