My Trunk (Feat. Trinidad Jame$) [Prod. By Big K.R.I.T.] (исполнитель: Big K.R.I.T.)
[Hook] My [bad word] [bad word] pop (pop) Them hoes down to bop (bop) My [bad word] [bad word] pop (pop) Them hoes down to bop (bop) My [bad word] [bad word] 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 Show yo' grill ho Show yo' grill ho Show yo' grill ho Show yo' grill ho Show yo' grill ho [Verse 1: Big KRIT] Yeah dat me, yeah dat right So throwed off the drank that I'm outta sight Pushin' buttons caddy corner [bad word] Cluckin', bussas they claim they wanna [bad word] tonight Ridin' dirty, super tight I put the pressure on the lesser when she on the lights Dark skinned [bad word] 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 cuttin' Calibrate the navigation, [bad word] don't touch it Hit the flo', you bet I get the flo' I got bands to spend, you got [bad word] to show You can bop for gold, but I'm grain grippin' [bad word] shakin' like a stripper pole came with it [Hook] [Verse 2: Big KRIT] 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] that I got that bass [Hook] [Verse 3: Trinidad James] I said of course I'mma show my grill, and show my [bad word] I came on this earth in 87, [bad word] [bad word] check my past Been a real [bad word] ever since, ride around the with my [bad word] named tay Beatin' down them [bad word] blocks, from County Road to Moreland [bad word] 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 [Hook]