Wu-Block - Drivin Around lyrics
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Yeah, you know we’ve been all over the world man
Everybody always asking like how’s going down on your side of town
And all that
You know what I mean? You know what I’m saying?
They think it’s all glits and glamour
You know what I mean? Yeah
They don’t really understand what we see out our window
You know what I mean? Yeah
Out the window on that range or that muscle car
Arm hanging out the window, diamonds in that big chapal
Weed in the crack cigar, more sour in the jar
Looking both ways, I’m cautious when I’m, haha
Hood rats that’s fresh but barely feed they kids
Little kids that’s killers and love doing bids
Unemployment lines, mexicans will work for nothin
You pray with em but you don’t know who that priest been touching
Liquor stores, strip clubs, filthy whores
Somebody’s daughter getting 10 singles to drop her drawers
Crack fiends buy new tv for 20 beans
Niggas tryina get money, police
Blue flags, red flags, different gangs
Og’s still outside, it never change
McDonalds, chinese food, 1000 chains
I’m just tryina use my brains when I’m drivin round, shit
Step out the car and go round down by your lady
And I, be waiting at the door, we bout to go, drivin round
Look, I’m fresh back from outta state, jfk arrival
A big spliff in my ashtray, july sunny day
And I’m feeling ...
Slide through medinas, and I done pushed everyway
I love the way the benz swing, so I turn my music low
Corner thought, roll it down, I seen em come back from outta town
And get laid down, it’s music loud, windows down
Summer heat vibing, it’s live when I’m gliding,
I’m smoking while I’m driving, drivin round
I’m riding, miniskirts flirting while I’m passing
They waving, I’m leaning hard cruising
Grooving to the beat as I move through these main streets
I beat bout the seats, stop bless em, a little gwap, drivin round
I keep it rollin, picture me trollin the big truck,
You com, my sheeps get shelling all the leather
It’s a cold world went to warm weather
This is wu-block music for the black hooded champions
drivin round,
Step out the car and go round down by your lady
And I, be waiting at the door, we bout to go, drivin round
What is the key to life with no ignition
Another jump start then I’m on my mission
I keep id, insurance and registration
Wu music good health stimulation
Pull out the station, eel to pedestrians
Blacks, whites, asians, indians and mexicans
At the light, the base head fragile as a pringle
He asked can I spare change, I taught him singles
He mimics my song that’s on repeat
Addiction so strong, got him in kneel deep
Botting on lapelle, picture over obama
4 years later, we stuck in the same drama,
These street corners, just overcrowded saunas
Make us lose us, drop weight, sweating from the trauma
Education to a thug is well debated
Each crime is 10-4, all bludge related
Drivin round,
Step out the car and go round down by your lady
And I, be waiting at the door, we bout to go, drivin round
Drivin round,
Step out the car and go round down by your lady
And I, be waiting at the door, we bout to go.
