KLC - Big Truck Driver lyrics

[Mystikal] Whaaa, wa**up n***a? This for my n***as in them Big Trucks This for all my n***as in them SUV's, you heard me? This for my Big Truck Drivers, look n***a blow yo' Big Truck Horn You still could see me in my Big Truck boy Smilin' like a lil' kid when I spin the corner with my brand new toy I got 'em parkin they cars, talkin 'bout They wish I never would've came out the garage But, I guess that's too bad Cause your truck used to be the sh** until they saw mine pa** Strobe lights flash, solar baric *boom boom* Big feet ten runnin' while they *vroom vroom* Another SUV can't do nothin' wit' me I'm 23's so 22's ain't f**in' with me Car so big it make it hard to turn the wheel I can't watch the T.V.'s from the sturrin-wheel sh**, plush stronger than the buckskin ceiling Chocolate tan interior really big truck grill Yeah, that's how you do that there Got bling and ba**, everything clean but the ash-tray [Hook: Byou2ful] (Mystikal) I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel Singin' this song (I'm a Big Truck Driver) In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill Rollin' on big ol' chrome (I'm a Big Truck Driver) And you know when you pa** those small trucks you doin' them wrong (This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray) [Mystika] Dark lights with brights, the dark windows With the pistols in the hot spots f**in' well right So when you b**hes try to act hype I get the gat get the gat cause n***as don't fight When you get to Ruby Tuesday's then make a right at the light And you might catch my rims will-millin' 'round night light I played a Jag' 'round rags, and now Excursion and Escalade 'round upscale The Range Rove's don't even get used Til it's time for Rhythm City or either House of Blues My n***as wit' me at your seat to pick my friends up My brother Reece in a motherf**in Benz truck Fresh light don't need no buffin' Just call a homie where I'm at, west coast custom Put it on a trailer and ain't no rushin' Cause when I get it back y'all ride can't touch it [Hook] [Mystikal] Ain't no slack in my mack, rollin' slow the windows down They recognize me so you know how they act Cuttin' up fallin' out tryin' to flirt and get nasty Raisin' shirt showin' titties talkin' 'bout autohgraphs I try my best to keep my fans happy I sign my name I grab the nipple they pull off and start laughin' Then it's back through the hood, tryin' to find somethin' good And after that I'm on my way to Baton Rouge I knew that I'm on course at all time And I love grindin' like alcoholics love sweet creamy and wine 2002 and you dodgin' me now Big Truck gonna come up ain't no holdin' us down Grab eyes, turn heads, stop traffic My black Big Truck half match my Big Truck jacket Do shows and get paid when I travel stay busy it be gone Now this a Big Truck Driver [Hook 2x] [Mystikal] I'm a Big Truck Driver, I'm a Big Truck Driver This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray