[Hook]
That candy paint, 84's
Built in bumpers, chrome in grilles
Leather seats, stitch and tuck
TV screens and wooded wheels
[E-40:]
That candy paint, smoking that dank, beats so loud bystanders faint
Neighborhood watch call and complain, hate on my big fat a** bank
Po-po pull me over say you a rap singer
I know you smoke weed, let me smell your finger
Linger, that the green thumb jars got a valid registration and my cannabis card
I'm challenged, got candy paint on my Harley
Bike and truck, jet ski's boats and old school Cut'
Looking for a top shelf not know ?
That candy paint, gotta go can't believe their eyes
Drank and dank, flabbergasted mesmerize
Digital dash, having my cash
Secret stash for my strap
Gotta shake these s**ers and watch my back
I'm slapping so hard my windshield cracked
Windshield cracked? windshield cracked
I'm slapping so hard my windshield cracked
My old b**h jealous, put my tires on a flattest gra**
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Slim Thug]
I'm addicted to this flossing that why all my rides so awesome
I keep that big 'lac bossing it don't matter what it's costing
Tossing deuces out the roof, but that coupe
While I ride by, players chunking deuces back
Bobs holl'in out "hi"
Feel like I'm up in the sky, gone on that bay green
40 got them going ? when we pull up on the scene
Candy paint, looking clean, fo's looking king size
Heads turn while I drive by, it's like they can't believe their eyes
It's that that boy thugger and that bad motherf**er
Swanging, banging riding dirty screwed & chopped on them s**ers
Flipping flipping looking good, diamonds diamonds 'gainst the wood
From the Texas to the Cali, catch me tipping through the hood
[Hook]
[Bun B of UGK:]
It's Screwston Texas that's the city where we ride the greatest
Gripping grain, dripping stain, turn it up, Robert Davis
That old school great tape, a trunk poppa plate scraper
Hustler and a grinder every day I'm trying to make paper
I'm from PA represent for UGK and I'm riding for my city like it's Rappalot and J
I got homies on the west I got homies in Detroit
Matter of fact these gladiators are all over, all day
Sitting in that candy paint sideways
Pull up outta my driveway
Drop that top and let them jock, then head on out on that highway
Turn up some rig shot, or maybe Swisher House
Now pa** the kush & dump the swisha out it's going down