Rubber Grip Sheek Louch (Ft. Fat Joe & Styles P)

[Intro: Sheek Louch]
J [3X]
J [4X] J-J-J-J. Cardim!

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]
"Tryin to get my hands on a Mac with the rubber grip" [3X]
"Tryin to get my" [3X] "Mac with the rubber grip"

[Verse 1: Sheek Louch]
Uhh, rubber grip (rubber grip) where are you? (Where are you?)
I'm lookin for you (lookin for you) can I borrow you? (Can I borrow you?)
Lost mine, had to dump it out, in a nigga's spine
Fuck it though (fuck it though) nigga shouldn'ta crossed the fuckin line
Geah! Pay attention my nigga, ain't no switchin my nigga
This is school but out here ain't no detention my nigga
(No doubt) I'm about the whips, fuck with the Bloods and Crips
In the hood with them gorillas and banana clips (whaddup?)
They don't like that I'm real, they say I make 'em sick
Cause they don't see me no more, after I give 'em dick
The price is right, the hood is quiet
Go 'head and flip, if I run to the car I'm just, I'm just...

[Chorus: Sheek Louch]
"Tryin to get my hands on a Mac with the rubber grip" [3X]
"Tryin to get my" [3X] "Mac with the rubber grip"