Dem Franchize Boyz - Turn Heads lyrics

[Lloyd:] It be young lloyd, and dem franchize boyz We rippin it hard in them old school toys Got my top down and my trunk out noise We we turnin heads now Where we pull em out Young lloyd, and dem franchize boyz We rippin it hard in them old school toys We, we turnin heads We, we turnin heads She wanna She wanna She wanna She wanna kick it in my pimped out chevrolet The 28s with the candy paint Steady clippin while I'm dippin On the interstates, yeah she can't wait Top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where I go I guess I come upon strip and turn a couple heads, a couple heads, turn a couple heads [Parlae:] I'm in a 6 9 chevy-verk tudahuk dunt Who we rhyme with? Who knows? Who I rhyme with? My girl got a girlfriend Yeah I do the those 28's on the wip verse Wen I hit the block I turn heads like the N**** here I'm still rolling And the N**** still cruizing Hoe's dun chose n Hoe's still choosing [Lloyd:] She wanna kick it in my pimped out chevrolet The 28s with the candy paint Steady clippin while I'm dippin On the interstates, yeah she can't wait Top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where I go I guess I come upon strip and turn a couple heads, a couple heads, turn a couple heads [Pimpin:] I bet you turn heads wen u step out with pimpin Like your main course and all you hear is cameras flickin She ain't like a real g she dun really like a square In the bed turnin' heads like a bottle o' jon She got a nift on and she keep her hair fixed 28inches make it hard to stud a b**h She got a man but shawty want some she wanna f*** We can keep it on the low haha [Lloyd:] She wanna kick it in my pimped out chevrolet The 28s with the candy paint Steady clippin while I'm dippin On the interstates, yeah she can't wait Top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where I go I guess I come upon strip and turn a couple heads, a couple heads, turn a couple heads [Jizzal Man:] Women double take wen' they see me pushin' that foreign New skool' buble but my old skool colour orange Shoes from a distance wen they see me comin' up Old skool big block 28's mounted up Pull a stop *arrh* let the rim's spin Rim's spin so hard wheel 3 chicks in Yo we outie 30 like were we goin'? On the E way destination unknown. [Lloyd:] She wanna kick it in my pimped out chevrolet The 28s with the candy paint Steady clippin while I'm dippin On the interstates, yeah she can't wait Top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where I go I guess I come upon strip and turn a couple heads, a couple heads, turn a couple heads [Buddie:] You can ride with' me shawty no sense of direction Let me stick game to ya figure out your perfection Do you like the base knocking? Or the beat down low? Do you get real sloppy? Stroke the meat real slow? Baby girl lemme' know so I know how to go I like it slow and sloppy I dun' told you once before Aye Make no mistakes go on a dinner date Can't wait we can get started on the interstate [Lloyd:] She wanna kick it in my pimped out chevrolet The 28s with the candy paint Steady clippin while I'm dippin On the interstates, yeah she can't wait Top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where I go I guess I come upon strip and turn a couple heads, a couple heads, turn a couple heads Cause all I need to know Is if your ridin with me baby And anywhere we can go my lady