up in the projects and I got, tonz of haze from uptown we not trying to sell that shit, that's how we burn it down niggaz always drilling me, 'till they
trigga finga pissed If I live I live, if I die it's cool 'cause I know for sure when I was here that I was a fool If you gone drill me come on and drill
candy drip when I buy a car we dranking when I buy the bar If I could i'll boxed up cause I feel like running in the double car Slim Thug is who I are
like them hoes with they own damn car That be them hoes down for menage a trois I like them hoes with them six inch heels That be them hoes that'll let a nigga drill
still Chopper ain't in the driver's side, that a make your man yield Get your motherfuckin ass out the car, yeah you know the drill And from now on by
entertainment event that includes choreography a little bit later, so watch out fol You can turn on the big lights, we may need 'em. you know, the
them hoes with they own damn car That be them hoes down for menage a trois I like them hoes with them six inch heels That be them hoes that'll let a nigga drill
Who got that sticky? Me too You know the drill, break it up, break it up You know the drill, roll it up, roll it up You know the drill, light it up,
Who needs this continental overkill? We got trains that are rusting on the tracks Who cares if you build a better oil drill It?s too late the knife is
the back of the car rollin down skyline boulavard I said beeeeeeeyach what are you smokin a big fat dick in the big east oakland I seen my homey he needs
a transmission and all of the chrome The little things I could get in my big lunch box Like nuts and bolts and all four shocks But the big stuff we
Me Too) [Verse 1:] U Know Tha Drill Break It Up U Know Tha Drill Roll It Up U Know Tha Drill Light It Up U Know Tha Drill Smoke It Up Now Puff, Puff
what you get putting your thang in a bitch You got to butt em' up stick 'em ha ha and dip Flush the rubber yep and get in the car and flip But hoes always
BAYY! That's how we do it Follow me tell me if you feel me I think niggaz is tryin to kill me Picturin pistols, spittin hollow points til they drill
she had a big plump rump I threw her in an let the beat bump(through her in the trunk) [x2] Hours turn to days Days turn to weeks Had to drill holes
Backlund, car jacking, New Jersey driving Ya'll niggaz ain't think about rapping, til you hear me rhyming, oh [Chorus] [Prodigal Sunn] I keeps it real in the field, Navy feel on the drill
a stank slut I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill listen garden tool don?t me introduce you to my power tool you know the fucking drill