Wood Wheel

(*talking*)

G'eah, it's time to pull them slabs out mayn

It's slab season, that boy Mr. Lee act a fool with this one

Northside where ya at, Southside where ya at

The East/West where ya at mayn, it's time to get your shine on mayn

Pull the candy out on them boys, holla at em Thug (Thugga)

[Slim Thug]

I'm taking off down the run way, broad day Sunday

Haters looking at me, I ain't playing I will gun play

Hand on my grain, while I'm swinging on the one way

Boppers everywhere, I see it'll be a fun day

I might as well stay up all night, till it's Monday

My shit'll prolly end up, where my son stay

Got baby mama drama, cause the bitch driving a Hyundai

And I got a Rolls, G's up hoes

Still down till I'm down, watch me act a damn clown

In the cleanest shit around, making mo'fuckers frown

I been flipping through my town, trying to see what the fuck's up

Boss city ballers, bitch niggaz get your bucks up

Got a king ranch, that'll make you put your trucks up

It's looking like them other boys, ran all they luck up

Damn sho' can't touch us, we them true bosses

You know how we do it fool, we them blue flossers

[Hook - 2x]

Mayn I got to grip, my wood-wood wheel

Mayn I got to grip, my wood-wood wheel

Mayn I got to grip, my wood-wood wheel

Trunk is steady pumping, grill steady coming

[PJ]

Switching lane to lane, gripping wood grain

Trunk knocking tops dropping, it's a hood thang

Just rolling through the neighborhood, holding slab

Playas chunking up the deuce, when I hit the AVE.

Drank po'ing, A.C. blowing

Sun shining bright, but my screens still showing

Bumper unlocking, yellow hoes bopping

Two miles an hour, ain't doing no stopping

I hit the button, recline the kit

High-siding when I'm riding, cause I know I'm the shit

Haters standing on the sideline, talking that trash

Eyes scoping for the jackers, cause I'm anxious to blast

Of course I'm having cash, just look at my ride

Glass fo's candy do's, peanut butter insides

I can't be denied, straight up out of Houston

Working wood wheel, just laid back cruising

[Hook - 2x]

[Sir Daily]

City lights on, now we headed to the club

Long line of Caddy's, on the 4's and them dubs

Everybody icy, so them chickenheads choosing

Sideline watching, as the candy slab cruising

Hit the parking lot, and it's time to shut it down

Fall up in the spot, and I'm smelling like a pound

Headed to the bar, for a shot of that Patrone

Chicks on my dick, punching numbers in my phone

Got my money long, cause I'm cashing them checks

Boss Hogg Outlawz, here to serve and collect

In that down South state, where the cash flow is great

On feet when I skate, boulevard I'ma break

Everybody paper chase, on the grind for that green

I'ma shine for myself, I'ma shine for my team

Puffing pounds of that green, you know I gotta get the kill

Recline on the scene, as I work my wood wheel

[Hook - 2x]