Dirt Nasty - Riding Low lyrics

Pa** the Grey Poupon Dirt on the left titty, Nasty on the right Riding low b**h, I'm so high Your chick's panties are matching my bow tie Riding low b**h, I'm so fly When I roll by the ladies say "Oh, my" Riding low In a 45 low ride b**h, I shine like a gold mine Riding low You wanna know why? Cause my car look like a boat when It float by Uh, burn rubber motherf**er In the 600, got your lover number's on the under With a [?] but it's the summer Got the top down, staying cooler than a cucumber Even Stevie wonder how I do it Ghostride the whip, blindfolded in a Buick So, quote me on this cupid Twisted like Rubiks, my diamonds look stupid [Hook] Riding low with your mom In the Louis Vuitton champagne Rolls Royce So you know that it's on Pa** the Grey Poupon (x4) Riding low Now I got a chauffeur I'm in the back doing blow in the old fur And it don't hurt, that my wrist stay frozen like yogurt Riding low Panty loafers, slow motion coast the Range Rover Riding Low I pop a bo*er, roll by slow with a Parrot on my shoulder And I got bad news, me and your b**h getting bad tattoos Dirt on the left titty, Nasty on the right But I guess that makes sense, cause I'm nasty on the mic Pull up {?] in a flatbed truck And drop of the Rrari in front of the club I don't drive it, I just stand beside it Take a couple pictures, zero mileage [Hook] Ain't nobody ride low like me Cadillac SUV Ain't nobody ride low like this Just me and your girl, and her big o'l tits Dirt on the left titty, nasty on the right But I guess that makes sense, cause I'm nasty on the mic Nasty on the mic, nasty on the mic Riding low with your mom In the Louis Vuitton champagne Rolls Royce So you know that it's on That it's what? That it's on That it's on b**h, that it's on Burn rubber b**h Uhhhh