Wood Wheel
UGK
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Huh What Smoke somethin', bitch Smoke somethin' I'm up early 'cause my nigga don't sell dope after nighttime Love choppin' blades, rollin' hooptie, movin' dope through the pipeline Pimp C, bitch, holla at your bitch, now your bitch on my team Got her buyin' us sticky green, lace some with promethazine Candy sweets, a candy bitch, you lookin' at a candy boy I done came down Main and popped trunk, hit the switch on my candy toy We all young ghetto boys, that's why we act this way Tryna see a million dollars, hopin' these niggas don't blast today Pro-smoke, pro-choke, anti-broke, conservative liberal Left-wing slangin', right-wing hangin', in criminal court, it's civil In the middle of reality, unsolved mysteries riddle Knockin' over fat cats and gettin' my dogs some bits and kibbles On note pads I scribble, write rippers that'll make you think Snap so hard it'll break your synchronicity, f*ck it, take a drink I fake it, blink and poof, we disappear into a shroud of doja Cloud composures, all-nighters it's like Folger's But, bitch, I tried to told you Rollin' Seville (rollin' Seville), grippin' my steel (grippin' my steel) Might pop a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel Uh, sedan DeVille (sedan DeVille), house on the hill (house on the hill) Countin' up my scrill, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel Nigga, how you feel? (Nigga, how you feel?) I feel so trill (I feel so trill) Might pop me a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel House on the hill (house on the hill), marijuana fields (marijuana fields) Grippin' my steel, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel They tellin' me, "Bun don't go there" But, man, I just gots to bring it These niggas, they wanna hate on that Texas but scared to sing it They don't know what that star about They don't know what that barre about They don't know what that candy car about or smokin' that jar about All they know is what the f*ck I tell 'em, or what the f*ck we sell 'em Smokin' Swishers, wood grain and leavin' stains on cerebellums Rebel 'em, propel 'em, gel 'em, from P.A. to Deep Ellum Tell 'em I told 'em, wrote 'em, f*ck it, phone 'em to hell to heaven Uh, I just spent 60 G's on a brand new Eldo-reeze Black-on-black drop top 'lac, Northstar fifth wheel on back Sometimes I feel like Lil' Ke when my trunk steady hummin' Had to leave my bitch 'cause I fell in love with my chrome-plated woman I love my wood wheel Grant, '84 Cadillacs that slant Slowed-down Screw tapes that knock, blowin' on Green private stock Bitch, I don't eat ham hock, try 20-ounce angus beef Hangin' with young niggas, that pack big triggers and got big-ass diamonds off in they teeth Fifth wheel and grill (fifth wheel and grill), candy Seville (candy Seville) Might pop a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel House on the hill (house on the hill), expensive meals (expensive meals) Countin' up my scrills, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel Comin' down so trill (comin' down so trill), nigga, how you feel? (Nigga, how you feel?) Might pop a pill, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel Grippin' the steel (grippin' the steel), nigga, I'm so real (nigga, I'm so real) Bitch, how you feel? Nigga, I'm workin' wood wheel Smokin' on bionic, bubonic, chronic, it's so ironic Sippin' gin and tonic, supersonic like Johnny Mnemonic We crash your party, piss on your parade, sip syrup like it's lemonade From Paris to the Palisades to the Prominade Bomb and fade, closes the car, break worlds, it's plain as day That's the game we came to play It don't change, ain't a thing to say It's goin' down in the H-Town Young player from the South 'bout to blaze a pound Tryna find me a bop with some good mouth I know you freaky bitches know what I'm talkin' 'bout Ain't got no time to play, girl Let me get a little throat and some good skull Bitch, didn't you know who the f*ck I was Off in the street, lookin' for the good stuff? Bitch, don't give a f*ck about your man, so Bitch try to f*ck fast, I'ma f*ck slow How the f*ck you're gonna out-f*ck James, ho? Like Teddy Pendergrass, you better let it go Gettin' ready for head doctors, show shockers Body rockers, late-night door knockers Gotta break us off big pimpin', baby, we ho clockers Bitch bosses, takin' no losses, best go ask aks Lil' Wee-wee Been I-T, yo, we crack a danger ray about big Pee Wee Baby brother, Sweet James Jones, guerilla pimpin' at its finest Leavin' haters and ho-hustlers behind us, rewind us Touched like Midas, these bitch-ass niggas they study and bite us Couldn't not recite us, come to our show and bitch niggas try to fight us Ho niggas scream and talk, trill niggas bust and leave How the f*ck you're gonna go to war when you bitch-ass niggas ain't got no cheese? Blowin' big kill (blowin' big kill), million dollar deals (million dollar deals) Nigga, I'm so trill, bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel Uh, puttin' down one time for the king, Lil' J Smoke somethin', bitch
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Written by: Bernard Freeman, Bettye Crutcher, Chad Butler, John Okuribido
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