[Chorus]
See, we turnin' these corners, and choppin' these blades
Bumpin' on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade
See, we turnin' these corners, and choppin' these blades
Bumpin' on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade
See, we turnin' these corners, and choppin' these blades
Bumpin' on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade
See, we turnin' these corners, and choppin' these blades
Bumpin' on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade
[Verse 1]
See, we ridin' on the pros, and we pushin' tight loads
And we movin' in a row, and everybody knows
That we showin' up at the party thick, in a line
Peep as the gleam puts haze in they eye
It's early, time to make a loop
So I'm back on the streets, ridin' in a coupe
Big body, my boys in addition
While I'm lacked out listenin' to friction
Comin' from the rattlin' speaker plate
More washed than the Sunshine State
Turn up the speakers, let the bass get loud
Volume on eight, 'bout to move the crowd
Man, it's comin' out the back of the trunk
Fifteen's bout to get the place crunk
Like Keenan Wayans, some say I should be ashamed
The way my bass goes 'round in a maze
See, we turnin' these corners, and choppin' these blades
Bumpin' on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade
See, we turnin' these corners, and choppin' these blades
Bumpin' on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade
See, we turnin' these corners, and choppin' these blades
Bumpin' on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade
See, we turnin' these corners, and choppin' these blades
Bumpin' on fives and sippin' syrup in the shade
[Verse 1]
See, we ridin' on the pros, and we pushin' tight loads
And we movin' in a row, and everybody knows
That we showin' up at the party thick, in a line
Peep as the gleam puts haze in they eye
It's early, time to make a loop
So I'm back on the streets, ridin' in a coupe
Big body, my boys in addition
While I'm lacked out listenin' to friction
Comin' from the rattlin' speaker plate
More washed than the Sunshine State
Turn up the speakers, let the bass get loud
Volume on eight, 'bout to move the crowd
Man, it's comin' out the back of the trunk
Fifteen's bout to get the place crunk
Like Keenan Wayans, some say I should be ashamed
The way my bass goes 'round in a maze
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