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Recognize My Car
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Oh, we gotta slow it down I like to drive real slowly Riding clean, everybody wanna be my homie Pop trunk show me, boppers wanna blow me They recognize my car even if they don't know me They recognize my car even if they don't know me Pop trunk show me, boppers wanna blow me Riding clean, everybody wanna be my homie That's why I like to drive real slowly Well it's the slow flow professional, the greatеst of all Adverb superb on point like Chris Paul It's thе original Wall, poking out while I crawl Trunk popped up tall as the fifth wheel fall From H Town to Bean Town all the way to New York Broke 'em off, left 'em broke, slab god I'm the GOAT I don't mean to gloat, the paint so cleaner than soap Exterior wineberry with the inside [?] Oh yeah, the Cadillac flow is quite crucial Leather seats b***er cream, softer than a poodle When I'm clean I tend to drive a little slower than usual If you take a picture, I got first right refusal I'm the [?] so basically that mean I'm the big sh*t My compet**ion nothing but pig sh*t I whip out compet**ors quicker than Bisquick Fine mamacita with me and she a misfit That's why I like to drive real slowly Riding clean, everybody wanna be my homie Pop trunk show me, boppers wanna blow me They recognize my car even if they don't know me They recognize my car even if they don't know me Pop trunk show me, boppers wanna blow me Riding clean, everybody wanna be my homie That's why I like to drive real slowly Ayo my neck is freeze, make a lot of dough and the extra cheese Gotta make the bars match the beat when you mess with Pete No sapphires in my stones, just fire in my stones Even my tires Firestone Monday I'm the Mercury, LA weather Tuesday suede leather, Bobby Boucher sweater Wednesday we at the wash and they hittin' the wheels Thursday we in the 'Lac and she clackin' the heels Friday kick back, move a package and chill Money green [?] laid back in the hill Saturday makin' change, do my thing in the hearse Sunday pick up my kids and I swing 'em to church You know it's real when Pete Rock reaching out for a verse You gotta murder it worse, then you further rehearse I got the fifteens bumpin' in the trunk of my Benzo Watch 'em when they try and act cool but pretend though Cruising like we at the beach, coolin' in my Jaguar seats Actually everything I'm doing is a masterpiece Fresh from Italy, Carrera GT And my man Wais P in the Porsche next to me (Come on) Feel the breeze from the sea when the top down Couple G's off the beats, time to shop now V's wanna plot now when they see my bloaw-bling I'm gettin' love in Houston like Yao Ming, that's why... I like to drive real slowly Riding clean, everybody wanna be my homie Pop trunk show me, boppers wanna blow me They recognize my car even if they don't know me They recognize my car even if they don't know me Pop trunk show me, boppers wanna blow me Riding clean, everybody wanna be my homie That's why I like to drive real slowly
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