[Intro: Baby Bash & Queenie]
Push it up
Push it up
Push it up
Push it up
Push it up
Spreewells spinnin'
My Spreewells spinnin' on chrome
The spreewells keep spinnin'
And my trunks on pop
Spreewells spinnin'
My Spreewells spinnin' on chrome
The spreewells keep spinnin'
And my trunks on pop

[Post-Chorus: Queenie]
Spreewells spinnin'
On chrome
My spreewells spinnin'
Spinnin'
Spinnin'

[Verse 1: Queenie]
You know the
Ese keep right, I ain't playin' with them
Belly
Coup, drop down, while you see the Spreewells spin
Ese choppin' it up
Got the Henny in the cup
Clean white tee, {*guns*} tucked, and I ain't givin' {*a fuck*} (Uh uh)
Pink diamonds for the wifey, fifteen carots for the soldiers
Truck glowed to the {*white*}, two point two, pearly boulders
And I'm still sunned out
Moon roof
To the back, {*blunt*} fill a {*kush*}, blowin' it out
Rob jewels like electric guitars
{*Gang*} signs to the sky
Like I'm tryin' to shoot the stars
And when I say what I do, when I say, what I done
You don't wanna see me back the {*gun*}, ese {*gun cocked*}
And my
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