Dem Franchize Boyz - Ridin' Rims lyrics

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Yeah Nigga, (young juve) all yall niggas, (yall know what dis is) we

don't ride dees no mo nigga, we in

here wit flats nigga, we sittin' on lebron back ova here, all yall fake mounted aa niggas ridin' dees, we stop ridin' dees in '99 (checke checke) put dat

lil' boy shit up

(so so def)

if ya ridin' rimz, ya gotta ride flats (uh,ha) Im

sittin' ridin' on lebron back (uh,ha)

des 23's (uh,ha) if yean know (uh,ha)

I got da tahoe truck sitting'up on 24's

I got mo grams dan teddy, got a cam in my chevey, my car go (eeerrrrr) and when I ride I'm

ready look like I'm glidin' on nothin', when I ride I be skatin', I

Pull up swervi' on Niggas they don't be tryin' they be hatin' they only ridin' on 20's, they might as well rid on hubs, if it ain't deuces or better, ya

might as well

put em' up, cuz where I'm from (from)

we mount up and ride on dem big rims,a whole supply of deuces that spin harder than windmills, i been real,(yeah) always too clean cuz I Pack heat, or

white leather guts

plush,bitch scream in da back seat

23's on my fuckin' feet so I ride and I

swerve, but we too clean fo da

fuckin' streetso I ride wit a perve

I got da chevey sittin' high ,by matchin'corna' ties, michael jordans mounted up dats 23's

on da ride(jizzal man)I got man in da trunk, I'm workin' da alpine,

paint dippin',candy drippin',plus da wood inside,drivi' a big boy drop,a t.v. in da rear,da european clip on da rotatin' rim just got em up out jail

(and dat mothafuckin' smokin') buss a couple u turns

(wit da dos wide open) punchin' on da gas pedal, make pipe start chokin',comin' down real clean,got6 screens showin

lebron back home,look I'm sittin' right on it, comin' up in da lane,

on da corna' straight gunnin'

loud pipes and music wit da judo eyes, 2nd tone wit 2inch tires

cut curb on da block, its a concert line

(dfb snd me bitch) swervin'

side to side. yup da cutlits mounted up like a H3 humma, but its stuntin' 1on1 cuz I'm da #1 stunna, goin' down 20 (yu) doin' mo than a honda, since my

paint wet,day say my

trunk sound like thunda, break da law,

(run da red light) drivin' illeagal, in a nice ol' school, flow like dead people, I park where I can't, hit button make my do's pop, rimz go roun and

round,

custom seats lean 'n rock

now my rimz spin nigga, err time I make a stop, and I keep dat chevey clean, likie a flow ondisk it mop, when I'm posted at da light

got a button dat make da top drop now hoes hoppin' on my dick like

they playin' hopscotch hhhoes hoppin on my dick like they playin'

hopscotch, when I'm on da freeway ya

see me hit it den I'm gone, shinin'

red paint and I touch dat whistle

siliconen I stay deep (stay deep) hopin' at all cuz I don't mind, I

grip flippin', flip switchin', while

flippin alpine , its pimpin' nigga

so I'm a always stunt nigga, pull up on da chevey and burnt like my

blunts nigga, I keep good product in

da hood it get delivered (delivered)

sinbad watchin' movies in da rearview mirror

Thanks to Tyler Massey for these lyrics