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You can drink my liquor, you can call my lady You can take my money, you can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordan’s, you can say you hate me You can call me crazy, but don’t touch my truck (Sku, sku) Skerrrerrrurrree, skerrrerrrurrree (Yah, yah) Don’t touch my truck (Prr, yah) Skerrrerrrurrree, skerrrerrrurrree (Uhhh) Don’t touch my- V8 engine with the windows tinted Boy we came from the bottom got it out the mud Whole block jumping 'cause the subs stay hitting If they roll up on me know I keep one tucked (Ouh yeah) Tell them boys come and get me, I be riddin' through the city Young rich and I'm pretty, homie don’t get it twisted Keep a sip in the hemi, red cup fully of Henny (oh, ah, ouhh) My hittas comes in plenties, for real You can drink my liquor, you can call my lady You can take my money, you can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordan’s, you can say you hate me You can call me crazy, but don’t touch my truck (Sku, sku) Skerrrerrrurrree, skerrrerrrurrree (Yah, yah) Don’t touch my truck (Prr, yah) Skerrrerrrurrree, skerrrerrrurrree (Uhhh) SongtexteDon’t touch my- Wood grain dash with the matte black finish And it match my shawty with the big ol' butt Know them boys soft 'cause they got hard feelings You can try me if you wanna go test your luck (woo) Tell them boys come and get me, I be riddin' through the city (woo) Young rich and I'm pretty, homie don’t get it twisted Keep a sip in the hemi (In the hemi), red cup fully of Henny (oh, ah, ouhh) My hittas comes in plenties, for real You can drink my liquor, you can call my lady You can take my money, you can smoke my blunt Scuff these Jordan’s, you can say you hate me You can call me crazy, but don’t touch my truck (Ohhh) Skerrrerrrurrree, skerrrerrrurrree (Yeah, yah, yah) Don’t touch my truck (Don't) Skerrrerrrurrree, skerrrerrrurrree (Uhhh) Don’t touch my truck Woo, ouu, woo, ouu, woo, ouu Don't touch my truck (Woo, ouu, woo, ouu, woo, ouu) Don't touch my truck Aus Songtexte Mania