Song parody of
My Trunk
by Big K.R.I.T.
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My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My blades swing and chop (chop)
Them subwoofers knock (knock)
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Yeah dat me, yeah dat right
So throwed off the drank
That I'm outta sight
Pushin' buttons caddy corner crushin'
Cluckin', bussas they claim they
Wanna fuck tonight
Ridin' dirty, super tight
I put the pressure on the lesser
When she on the lights
Dark skinned nigga with a playa voice
Have y'all thinkin' I'm Barry White
Pop up twice I ain't trippin' on nothin'
Tires on rotation and the bass still buzzin'
Old school whip with the A/C cuttin'
Calibrate the navigation
Bitch don't touch it
Hit the flo', you bet I get the flo'
I got bands to spend, you got twat to show
You can bop for gold
But I'm grain grippin'
Trunk shakin' like a stripper
Pole came with it
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My blades swing and chop (chop)
Them subwoofers knock (knock)
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
My car candy painted, my house sit on a hill
I never was a square
I always worked the wheel
Always had them boppers
Ridin' on some choppas parking lot warfare
My trunk go blocka blocka
They way I beat the bass
Wassup? might catch a case
Broke another bank and put it in they face
Ever since I rolled up with
The doors on Transforma'
Four done poured up, niggas had to hate
Wheels on chrome, I had to slow my four's up
Cuz them potholes deep and I
Can't let them scrape
I let my tape knock, 'til my tape pop
Tell them motherfuckers that I got that bass
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My blades swing and chop (chop)
Them subwoofers knock (knock)
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
I said of course I'mma show my grill
And show my ass i came on this earth in 87
Pussy nigga check my past
Been a real nigga ever since
Ride around the A with my nigga named Tay
Beatin' down them fuckin' blocks
From Conley Road to Moreland A
Nigga don't talk you ain't bout dat life
Drop top Chevy with the Bow Tie pipes
Let that Chevy breathe on em
When you pull up to that light
Hit the gas and watch that Chevy pop an ollie
Half these young niggas on rims
But my Chevy sit on rallys
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My blades swing and chop (chop)
Them subwoofers knock (knock)
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My blades swing and chop (chop)
Them subwoofers knock (knock)
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Yeah dat me, yeah dat right
So throwed off the drank
That I'm outta sight
Pushin' buttons caddy corner crushin'
Cluckin', bussas they claim they
Wanna fuck tonight
Ridin' dirty, super tight
I put the pressure on the lesser
When she on the lights
Dark skinned nigga with a playa voice
Have y'all thinkin' I'm Barry White
Pop up twice I ain't trippin' on nothin'
Tires on rotation and the bass still buzzin'
Old school whip with the A/C cuttin'
Calibrate the navigation
Bitch don't touch it
Hit the flo', you bet I get the flo'
I got bands to spend, you got twat to show
You can bop for gold
But I'm grain grippin'
Trunk shakin' like a stripper
Pole came with it
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My blades swing and chop (chop)
Them subwoofers knock (knock)
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
My car candy painted, my house sit on a hill
I never was a square
I always worked the wheel
Always had them boppers
Ridin' on some choppas parking lot warfare
My trunk go blocka blocka
They way I beat the bass
Wassup? might catch a case
Broke another bank and put it in they face
Ever since I rolled up with
The doors on Transforma'
Four done poured up, niggas had to hate
Wheels on chrome, I had to slow my four's up
Cuz them potholes deep and I
Can't let them scrape
I let my tape knock, 'til my tape pop
Tell them motherfuckers that I got that bass
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My blades swing and chop (chop)
Them subwoofers knock (knock)
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
I said of course I'mma show my grill
And show my ass i came on this earth in 87
Pussy nigga check my past
Been a real nigga ever since
Ride around the A with my nigga named Tay
Beatin' down them fuckin' blocks
From Conley Road to Moreland A
Nigga don't talk you ain't bout dat life
Drop top Chevy with the Bow Tie pipes
Let that Chevy breathe on em
When you pull up to that light
Hit the gas and watch that Chevy pop an ollie
Half these young niggas on rims
But my Chevy sit on rallys
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My trunk pussy pop (pop)
Them hoes down to bop (bop)
My blades swing and chop (chop)
Them subwoofers knock (knock)
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
Show yo' grill ho show yo' grill ho
