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[Verse 1]
I'm ridin' slow (I'm in the slab, swangin' up the ave)
I'm ridin' vogues (Sittin' on leather with my (****) together)
I'm ridin' fours (I'm doin' thirty while I'm ridin' dirty)
I'm ridin' slow
(Sittin' on buck and I don't give a, give a (***), what's up?)
Beep, beep, so they can see when I'm rollin' through the hood
Beep, beep, so they can see how a player grips his wood
Beep, beep, I bet they see that now I'm livin' good
(Grippin' the grain, drippin' the stain)
I'm ridin' slow
[Verse 2]
Texas, land of the swang
Where boys pop trunk and bang
Come down in a candy thang
Hittin' that switch, lettin' 'em hang
Hit me a 'Stang, maybe a lick
Pound of the brown, maybe a brick
Burn that purp inside of the 'gar
With a bad (****) (****) inside of the car
C to the A, D to the I, L to the L, to the A, to the C
B to the U, to the N, to the B
Reppin' that P, to the A, to the T
I'm a Dirty South representer
Summertime, spring, to the fall, to the winter
OG in the game, no beginner
Don't take a loss, get with a winner
Lobsters on my plate for dinner
And your (****) is the midnight snack
Break her off when I'm layin' up in her
When I'm done, I'ma send her right back
Iced out chain, frozen wrist
Grip that grain when I close this fist
Diamonds up against the wood
In the hood and I can't be missed
[Verse 3]
I'm ridin' slow (I'm in the slab, swangin' up the ave)
I'm ridin' vogues (Sittin' on leather with my (****) together)
I'm ridin' fours (I'm doin' thirty while I'm ridin' dirty)
I'm ridin' slow
(Sittin' on buck and I don't give a, give a (****), what's up?)
Beep, beep, so they can see when I'm rollin' through the hood
Beep, beep, so they can see how a player grips his wood
Beep, beep, I bet they see that now I'm livin' good
(Grippin' the grain, drippin' the stain)
I'm ridin' slow
[Verse 4]
I'm ridin' slow, eyes low from what I smoke and pour
If you ain't smokin' dro, then what the (****) you smokin' for?
With my deposit, thug about to give the world a show
You know the truck gon' glow
You know them screens gon' show
You know the fifth gon' fall
you know them fours gon' crawl
You know that Texas gotta show y'all how we like to ball
My trunk knockin', got 'em watchin' like I'm on a stage
Them four fifteens sound like lions bustin' out a cage
I'm gettin' paid, been ridin' clean since the eleventh grade
No more braids now, I'm razor on my taper-fade
I got it made, went to Ike, and I got it sprayed
Now when I park where it's dark, you can't see the shade
[Verse 5]
I'm ridin' slow (I'm in the slab, swangin' up the ave)
I'm ridin' vogues (Sittin' on leather with my (****) together)
I'm ridin' fours (I'm doin' thirty while I'm ridin' dirty)
I'm ridin' slow
(Sittin' on buck and I don't give a, give a (****), what's up?)
Beep, beep, so they can see when I'm rollin' through the hood
Beep, beep, so they can see how a player grips his wood
Beep, beep, I bet they see that now I'm livin' good
(Grippin' the grain, drippin' the stain)
I'm ridin' slow
[Verse 6]
Man, there's a road through the city
Leather so soft, paint so pretty
Wheels so shiny, rims so new
When I hit your hood, what you gon' do?
Fall back and break bread with a G though
Might come down, not like me though
Underdog like To' and Beedo
Big cheese on me like a Cheeto
Ooh-wee though, I'm the throwdest
But I guess you already know this
J's the freshest, chain the coldest
Hard to miss, easy to notice
Watch me to show this, easy as pie
Bad (****) broad, easy on the eye
I'm so clean and she's so fly
Man, we so player and that's no lie
When we come through, pass on by
If you gon' hate, take your (****) on by
Sittin' on top of the world, so really don't need nobody to crash my high
On buck with the stitch and tuck
These boys know I'm not givin' a (****)
Try to step and get stuck, so don't press your luck, what's up?
[Verse 7]
I'm ridin' slow (I'm in the slab, swangin' up the ave)
I'm ridin' vogues (Sittin' on leather with my (****) together)
I'm ridin' fours (I'm doin' thirty while I'm ridin' dirty)
I'm ridin' slow
(Sittin' on buck and I don't give a, give a (****), what's up?)
Beep, beep, so they can see when I'm rollin' through the hood
Beep, beep, so they can see how a player grips his wood
Beep, beep, I bet they see that now I'm livin' good
(Grippin' the grain, drippin' the stain)
I'm ridin' slow
[Verse 8]
I'm ridin' slow
I'm ridin' slow
Written by: Bun B
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