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feat. K-Rino, Ronnie Spencer, Yungstar[Hook: Ronnie Spencer]Gripping on wood grainKeep on, keep on, keep on movingBanging, swerving lane to lane[Al-D]Gripping on grain, while the 15's bangKnow you wonder if it's thunder, where the fuck is the rainLane to lane dripping blue, puffing on coo-cooCandy wetter than do, banging nothing but ScrewReclined on buck, like I'm stuck in the mudRipping my mug cause I'm thug, sipping straight out the jugGhetto thoed we ghetto known, wih mo' ice on my heartBoy got mo' ice, than a W marchBout to knock my trunk off, with this shit down SouthKnocking pictures off your wall, when I pass by your houseKnow your spouse is your trojan, if you love her than get herCause she stuck on a G, like a god damn sweaterHotter than a baretta, trying to give it up fastLeft her stupid like cupid, and put a plug in her assSwanging glass moving fast, as I dash through your hoodPicking splinters out my palm mayn, gripping on wood[Hook: Ronnie Spencer - 2x][K-Rino]SongtexteHear them niggaz bumping, but they can't forgetSwanging down bumping tip, champagne under the tentTrend setter, red beam for plexingCrawling, living the life of a TexanGet down your block three in the morning, waking the hood upCrawling purple passion, up in my cupI-10 to 71, mash the gas to AustinChrome glossing, big bossing flossingBlock to block spot to spot, no need for trippingStill collecting my ends, in the 2K dimensionTwist a leaf out the leaf, as I crawl through the streetWaiting on the sunrise, praying a G on deepIt's a Sunday a fun day, and I crawl down SunnydaleSparkling sun rays, making the game prevailJazzy broads whispering, boppers shaking they tailYou can do what you do, I'm all about my mail[Hook: Ronnie Spencer - 2x][Yungstar]Lights, camera, action it's onBang out my garage, and I'm on 20 inch chromeGrab my phone, cause I'm calling Al-DWhen they see the buttons, don't try to compare meShe gon stare G, so you better get herI'm coming down, and I'm banging the Hardest Pit of the litterDown South, keep our name out your mouthAnd we'll get it on, and we known to buy a houseAnd buy the block it don't stop, with shoes and socksBet the top drop, and let the bumper unlockBut me I'm rolling foreign, never ever aloneSwanging left and right, with alarm cats knowingPaints I be pouring, and you know I'm so wetGetting me a ticket from the laws, you want to betThey can't stand me, pulling off they say you dripping too much candyYes I can't stand it, I'm the drank and drip banditYou can't handle it, bought the ice that sunk the TitanicDon't panic, when you see me riding with JanetOn the escapade, riding a EscaladeBreak these boys off with techs, my chest plate[Hook: Ronnie Spencer - 4x][Ronnie Spencer]We gonna swang, we gonna bangWe gonna grip on wood, baby - 4x Aus Songtexte Mania