Ridin’ Slow Nipsey Hussle (Ft. Bun B, Question & Sean Kingston)

[Intro: Question]
(J-J-J-J-J.R)
Yeah, Question (Boy), cinematic, you know how we do it (You already know)
J.R., I see you, boy
Nip' Huss', Sean Kingston, it go down like this, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? (Woo)

[Chorus: Sean Kingston & Question]
I'm ridin' slow with the fours pokin' out, mane
I'm ridin' slow and I'm hoggin' up the city lane
I'm ridin' slow and I'm clean in the 'Lac
Ridin' so slow while I'm puffin' on some dro, whoa (Yeah, mane)

[Verse 1: Question]
City low on low, poles of the big Vogues with extended inches
So many colors hover, see your reflection, lose your senses
I blow your ear drums, my stereo is so expensive
Pistols killin' a wad of money up up in my britches
My creases rigid, my pinky frigid, I'm polar pimpin'
Ayatollah of tippin', DeVille with that tight suspension
And did I mention, coated paint with metallic flake
Boppers goin' blind from the shine that these diamonds make
With Nipsey, that Bun B, I'm Question, you know you heard of me
Mad 'cause your baby mama wanna swallow this baller
Blow herb with me
Get throwed and swerve with me, king of bopper burglary
Don't believe that this my 'Lac 'til I jump in and I turn the key