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[Intro:] We get long, let them trunks lift up Ay ay... [Sir Michael Rocks:] We all know Mikey aka the Great Estaré Banco Populair Looking rare homie, what's the skit So you could holla at me if you want me If you don't keep it rollin' don't be droppin' names like a ton of bricks I'm in the '96 SL5 But ain't nothin' on that badboy The button stick when I be unlockin' it So I grabbed the cutless keys like a Fuckin' thief Take a sweet, gut it, stuff it then we puff it babyy The Baileys, mixed with Grandma ye' See we callin' it the "Grandmama" See, just like the Larry Johnson kinds In the huddle with the Bubble goose down Downtime spent working on my rhyme schemes Them alpines hit like a young rocky A skinny dude but I'm eating like I'm stocky Bucket seats 70's challengers for the amateurs... [Chorus: x2] This is for them Regals, Granddaddy's cutlesses Letras de cancionesStuck-in-town vehicles The speakers gon' love it The trucks is all low like I talked about his mother Drivin' around slow, like there's an accident or somethin' Ssssskkkkkurrrrrrrrrrrrrr! [Chuck Inglish:] Diggin' the dumps, cigar guts into anything Piggy bank change couldn't break if the ground shake Earthquake shake and San Andres fault First-place trophy is the only to race in them Talk to me dawg, please don't talk at me I thought I saw the credits runnin on with all that acting Wass happenin' Surely {shurly?} Rerun [?] See me with it now like they gotta get theirs tomorrow Ferrari's [?] naaaa Phantoms [?] nope! Triple gold spokes on them Lincoln town cars Like back when I was driving to the mall where that Circuit City was Gotta get this installed [Bridge: Chuck Inglish] That flip face touch screen remote control and all that Bass treble biz And it smells like a loud pack [That AC fan] Strawberry air freshners to mix with the scent Shooting free throws for the win... [Chorus x3] From Letras Mania