Lyrics Slab Nights - Lil' Keke

Hey, stop at that stove right there
Get two cups of ice and a 20-ounce
One cup a piece, nigga
Fire them squares up
Let that bumper down
Raise that trunk up, man
These niggas see this shit
Buck skin sinkin' Dirty spike drinkin'
Rag peeled off, nigga Hazzard lights blinkin'
Fat Pat Lincoln Got a nigga thinkin'
Them 415s gon' wake him up if they sleepin' Southside creepin'
Bad hoes beepin' Them other niggas beefin'
The playa keep chiefin' 84 struttin'
Razor blade buttons Slidin' the main
I'm on the grain and I'm cuttin' The slab look phenomenal
I play the game heavy
Five for the butter pay ten for the jelly
Apple over silver they told me the city ready
Boulevard killer, I'm holdin' the wood steady, nigga
Lets ride
Exit South Main right there
Make a right come up that side street
When we go up the driveway put it on the belly
Start letting that top down right now
Hold them cups up, fire that shit up nigga
Turn that bang up
Trunks start knockin' Soon as them niggas watchin'
I'm slide through drippin' Them bitches gon' start boppin'
Sixteen switches, the cutlass gon' start hoppin'
Six-four Impala, the ass gon' stop droppin'
Martin Luther, Monday Top down, Tuesday
The weather great, Wednesday I'ma let the bitch choose me
Slab makin' movies, they call it
Charles Manson I'm color runnin' lights, actin' bad, bitch dancin'
Foreign culture rancin' Old school handsome
Bitches goin' crazy, how they really throwin' tantrum?
Rest in peace, Milton Bumper kit tiltin
Top down, all white, call it Paris Hilton
Get up nigga
You don't never fall asleep on the slab, hold that thang
Let's hit that freeway and press that gas, nigga
Throw them dobies out the roof, nigga
Start that screw tape from the top
Close that trunk
Southside