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Sprewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
Spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, spinnin, spinnin
You know that ese keep ridin, I ain't playin with them
Bentley coupe drop down while you see the spreewells spin
Ese choppin it up, got the henny in the cup
Clean white tee, gun tucked, and I ain't givin a fuck
Pink diamonds for the wifey, 15 carats for the soldier
Truckloads of the weed, 2.2 perlie boulders
And I'm still sortin it out, moon roof to the back
Blowin kush, blowin it out
Rock jewels like electric guitars
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 up the gun
Ese, and my
Sprewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells spinnin, spinnin, spinnin
Sprewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
Spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, spinnin, spinnin
Now that's him comin with them player made Mexicans
That's Baby Bash on that ass, stackin presidents
Some call it baby scrilla, cash money, benjamins
I'm in the zone off that chrome in your residence
Look like I'm skatin, big ballin and heavy weightin
The trunk rattlin, look at that, the speakers quakin
And I ain't fakin like half the rappers in the nation
So many trees, look at the leaves that I be rakin
And like inflation, I'm bubblin up to get the bacon
With a pound of dank and a gang of drank
While y'all procrastinatin
I'm off the cover, yeah, a fighter and a lover
You want some sauce, come see your boss, about some butter
Sprewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells spinnin, spinnin, spinnin
Sprewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
Spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, spinnin, spinnin
Chop chop, you know it don't stop
The spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
Chop chop, you know it don't stop
The spreewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
I stay ridin clean and droppin screens
Yellow diamonds all on my ring
Keep some style on my team, under my driver's seat
Dabbin, spinnin like my head after I done popped a neck
Stuck it, yeah I'm finna wreck, tell them folks to cut a check
Likes to get my floss on, nigga I'm a boss, huh
10,000 On chrome, paper grew and got long
Ain't shit rented, boy I'm pimpin, been pimpin
My rims paid for, bitch, they o.b
In H-Town on Richmond, gettin chippers out a stripper
Mexicans stay throwed and the game ain't free
Wheels spin like ceiling fans, wood grain up in my hand
4-5 To the sand, pocket full of benjamins
These ain't no Bathing Ape shoes, this is Chingo Bling boots
Your baby mama wipin down my wet back with tissues
Bought a old school, had to throw some orange on that ho
Bought a 18 wheeler, had to throw some birds on that ho
Dissin like that, fifth wheel on relax
Bangin muscle like, last name on the back
Got the 4-4's pokin, candy paint soakin
H-Town to Mexico, back up to Oakland
At night time I'm loccin, I got my cowboy hat
Grillin woman, stove and oven, masa I'm a double that
They lookin for me cause they don't like beners
How much nalga can I pull if I ride these spinners
Sprewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells spinnin, spinnin, spinnin
Sprewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
My spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin
Sprewells keep spinnin and my trunks on pop
Spreewells spinnin, my spreewells spinnin, spinnin, spinnin



Авторы: Ronald Ray Bryant, Pedro E. Herrera, Christian A. Garcia, Cynthia Vasquez, Jeremy Shane Hayes, Peter Ramirez Copyright: Songs Of Universal Inc., Latino Velvet Music, Dinero Donjuan Music



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