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Ah, it's the humpty dump, truck big wheel, wall crumbler If money did talk, yours probably be a mumbler The bumble bee, color kush, burning in the bubble of puff Brother rocks Dougie but it's uglier on that other stuff I'm saying no, weighing only about 175 I sound like a heavier guy but we high, so high-five Behinds and nice thighs and the sun beamin' Flicking on the old blue beamers, hoodie And Woody Allen couldn't see it with his glasses on At homecoming getting drunker then the chaperon And don't you hate when you go into a place And somebody need a I.D. 'cause they done left at it home You feel bad if you go ahead and leave 'em So you try to swap it out and hope the door man believe 'em Yo' he payed cash, send a check to him directly Or money orders, every dollar, four quarters While I drive, break, shift, jump down When I drive, break, shift, jump down While I drive, break, shift, jump down When I drive, break, shift, jump down And I just touched down, pillow case sized clouds Louder than that pound like your neighbor's at your door Dog take yo' job off the floor, meet your neighbor Chuck Daly is the liveliest coach, bless his soul It's amazing though to save his dough kept his soles original But to see he saved that color Mike rock got the range, had it flickin' last summer Size 900 with the turbo runnin' on it Gold BBS in the zone as a nexus Supposed to be flexed on y'all niggas last summer Chill, we ain't have to move a muscle Had a court case pending and we hit the ground runnin' Get your act together, you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' Sure loose lips sink ships and y'all ain't talkin' 'bout none of us And it's '45 back on my number 9 '94 can't touch this like it's Hammertime While I drive, break, shift, jump down When I drive, break, shift, jump down While I drive, break, shift, jump down When I drive, break, shift, jump down