Rollin' On 20's

2 Fast 2 Furious

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    Here we go
    Welcome to my world nigga
    Of Cadillacs and sex,
    Triple X throwbacks with my name on the back, uh
    I know you see us, you wanna be us, with jam master j on my adidas
    Plus I ride around in 2 seaters
    I hope it\'s cold coz I\'m comin with my heater
    I\'m on the feeda doing one fifty
    Can\'t you tell by my cup I\'m pimpin
    And if I hit one time she\'s limpin
    And if he\'s drink one down he\'s sippin
    Coz we don\'t do it like that over here
    How we do it is grip green
    I\'m still a killer mike, all I do is dream about sex
    But when I wake up I\'m have a dream about a cheque
    After that I burn rubber when I jump in my pit
    Yeah the (something) raise up and it ok (something) I\'m speed racer

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    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinnin (I pull up with the top off)
    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinning (Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop out)

    I got a need for speed get in the truck with me
    Or we can stop in the back n doin a buck fifty
    I\'m so gangsta the chicken heads don\'t wanna fuck wit me
    But you can love me or hate baby your stuck wit me
    And I\'m a float til the police come and get me
    We run this city you can\'t do nuttin wit me
    There\'s young Red ya\'ll, I\'m rollin something sticky
    You see the 20\'s believe they wanna dip in there
    And I ain\'t really got nothin to lose
    So I loved from 22\'s start spreadin the news
    Let\'s speed it up a little ho\'s love the juice
    Soon as they spot the drop man they gotta be lose
    The fast slingers want to nigger lay ahead night
    Look for the green stay away from the red light
    Them old folks hear me creepin up the street
    Coz they know I got them, I got them woofers in my jeep, nigga

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    (Chorus)
    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinnin (I pull up with the top off)
    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinning (Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop out)
    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinnin (We never do the speed limit)
    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinnin (My cars so hot that you can\'t even breath in it)

    (Say)
    (What)
    (There goes the law\'s man)
    (What, where?)
    (They getting behind us man, right now)
    (Stop lying man, you lying)
    (Don\'t worry about it were in a Lamboghini man)
    (I\'m done)

    I got a limo, I got a drop J plus I got a Harley bike, nigga top that
    Now everbody be like, where you shop at?
    And they be askin dumb shit like where you got that?
    Thats when I look back and say I\'m a superstar
    And if it costs a hundred grand it\'s a super car
    I\'m still bowlin 20\'s still crawlin
    Like retarded kids my DVD fallin label
    Still calling but we already signed
    We about to be legends like Morris Day and the Time
    When pa gave me a car, man, I had to do it
    I got a rep where I\'m from so I had to true it, uh
    I\'m from the home of the Houston, Texas
    The only horse we ride is in our Lexus
    Nowadays everybody want a chop on blade
    But we been doing that so ya\'ll better behave

    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinnin (I pull up with the top off)
    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinning (Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop out)
    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinnin (We never do the speed limit)
    On 20\'s (on 20\'s)
    My wheel spinnin (wheel spinnin)
    These ho\'s grinnin (My cars so hot that you can\'t even breath in it)

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