My Trunk - Big K.R.I.T., Trinidad Jame$

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Yeah dat me, yeah dat right

So throwed off the drank that I’m outta sight

Pushin' buttons caddy corner crushin'

Cluckin', bussas they claim they wanna fuck tonight

Ridin' dirty, super tight

I put the pressure on the lesser when she on the lights

Dark skinned nigga with a playa voice

Have y’all thinkin' I’m Barry White

Pop up twice I ain’t trippin' on nothin'

Tires on rotation and the bass still buzzin'

Old school whip with the A/C cuttin'

Calibrate the navigation, bitch don’t touch it

Hit the flo', you bet I get the flo'

I got bands to spend, you got twat to show

You can bop for gold, but I’m grain grippin'

Trunk shakin' like a stripper pole came with it

My trunk pussy pop (pop)

Them hoes down to bop (bop)

My trunk pussy pop (pop)

Them hoes down to bop (bop)

My trunk pussy pop (pop)

Them hoes down to bop (bop)

My blades swing and chop (chop)

Them subwoofers knock (knock)

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My car candy painted, my house sit on a hill

I never was a square, I always worked the wheel

Always had them boppers, ridin' on some choppas

Parking lot warfare, my trunk go blocka blocka

They way I beat the bass, wassup?

might catch a case

Broke another bank and put it in they face

Ever since I rolled up with the doors on Transforma'

Four done poured up, niggas had to hate

Wheels on chrome, I had to slow my four’s up

Cuz them potholes deep and I can’t let them scrape

I let my tape knock, 'til my tape pop

Tell them motherfuckers that I got that bass

My trunk pussy pop (pop)

Them hoes down to bop (bop)

My trunk pussy pop (pop)

Them hoes down to bop (bop)

My trunk pussy pop (pop)

Them hoes down to bop (bop)

My blades swing and chop (chop)

Them subwoofers knock (knock)

Show yo' grill ho

Show yo' grill ho

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I said of course I’mma show my grill, and show my ass

I came on this earth in 87, pussy nigga check my past

Been a real nigga ever since, ride around the A with my nigga named Tay

Beatin' down them fuckin' blocks, from Conley Road to Moreland A

Nigga don’t talk you ain’t bout dat life

Drop top Chevy with the Bow Tie pipes

Let that Chevy breathe on em

When you pull up to that light

Hit the gas and watch that Chevy pop an ollie

Half these young niggas on rims

But my Chevy sit on rallys

My trunk pussy pop (pop)

Them hoes down to bop (bop)

My trunk pussy pop (pop)

Them hoes down to bop (bop)

My trunk pussy pop (pop)

Them hoes down to bop (bop)

My blades swing and chop (chop)

Them subwoofers knock (knock)

Show yo' grill ho

Show yo' grill ho

Show yo' grill ho

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Show yo' grill ho

Show yo' grill ho