And the trunk roll slap
With them big big thighs
Is get her back to the room
If you really go hard you know
Just really how hard you go
As a youth, I used to roll a station wagon
With bad suspension, the tail was draggin
It didn't have a system either
So I filled the back with a bunch of house speakers
Rusted paint, wood panel and
It didn't matter I was still the man to them
I always had the dopest tapes
Crunchy highs, distorted ba**
Hit the schools, with my fools
Ante up to get a pack of Kools
Kept the jams in a paper bag
MC Sham, and Ultra Mag
It's critical beat down
Girl put your seat down
About to turn up the heat now
You can ride shotgun till the cops come
Jump trunk jack ain't a problem
Hit the spot and make the ballers laugh
But now they all ask for my autograph
And now I gotta better wit
But my systems still on some retro sh**
Still stuck in the days of old
To turn up the ba** in that stock stereo it goes...
And the trunk roll slap
With them big big thighs
Is get her back to the room
Boom, everlasting ba**
Crack your window wipers need some masking tape
Never been one to run the beat it gives me juice
When im rolling down the block
You know it get me loose
And its shakin down my spine
Im breakin down my _________
My love and frequency's divine
When I grab the microphone
Im havin fun so get my point
If you goin hate then get the f** out of my room
Cause my tune goes slap
Amp live create, make the boom go bap
Simplify speech keep it blue and black
So you and I can travel to the moon and back
Cause he and E been doin this here for many a year
No way to tally up all the fear and all the tears
No way to rally growth without lookin in the mirror
Dont need a beer I got my fade right here
And I like the way it feels
Get em out their panties without takin off the heels
Then get her off her man it might could take a little sk**
But im not the one to chase a b**h to guard my grill
Cause im a grown a** man
Might look 21 but im a grown a** man
Used to live in a hole
Thats where I made my first grand
I keep my slump up in my trunk it goes
And the trunk roll slap
With them big big thighs
Is get her back to the room
Tell me what it takes to
_______ and dont _______
Makin my case with ba** no c**aine
Hit you high like my fly ba** from france
From another planet can you understand?
Just playin, ain't sayin im goin act out
Not a grouch really, im a gentleman
Im a homebody, im a simpleton
Im a pimp my pen until the earth burns
Got hooks and lines, but im not an earthworm
k** the stereo types in the stereo
Act like a black light acknowledge my glow
We keep the ba** low, like _________
Watch the place go dumb but I dont
I can feel my face im conscious
I go hard though the grind is monstrous
Big bars, how far not on sh**
Sell it to the kids they want this
And the trunk roll slap