Rims Pokin\' Out
[Intro: U-God]Good God, ugh![U-God]I got air suspension, hydraulics, in the cockpitThumpin' heavy watters, my stereo's bionicSoul sonic force, wood grain, dual exhaust pipesFuel is lost, when thrown in overdriveA hundred horsepowers and the hood motorizedThe super charger take you on a roller coaster rideDon't worry if you slide, I got four wheel driveWhen I glide down Interstate 95Heard additional miles heading for the highWith my halogen lights, with my buggy eyeBring truck, serious guy rims, supersizedWhen I pull up to your side that's, when you realizeThat I'm live on your set, pedestrians sweatCuz they catch whiplash when they turn they neckWith a multi disc changer, plus casetteThis is for them low riders that burn the strip[Chorus: Leathafase (U-God)]Driving down the strip, I'm smoking outRoof ripped, deep dish, rims pokin' out(Ride higher, good God)Never ever ever ever gonna stopAs the chrome blades chop and I'm rollin' out(Ride higher, good God)[U-God]I got burners in the stashbox, Gucci ragtopIt's a brand new boy, toy, not a MatchboxJealous hoes try to key it up, with scratch marksThat's the price you pay, when you park after darkNarc's try to search her, cuz she wax the ImpalaRoad kill on my crash bar, just demolishedIt takes hard earned dollars, to keep us servedTV's in the head rest, serve your purposeMy Xbox control, by the steering wheel colorFancy fur rug match with the W's on 'emPeel out in the large OVM PirelliDrive on the sour, make ya spine turn jellyBlueberry in my hand, blow out the sunroofDodging potholes, trying to not dent the CoupeAirvent cool me off, when you hot pursuitThem little press on hubcaps are not the truth[Chorus][Hook 2X: U-God]If you love fast cars, come ride with meCome roll with me, come ride with meIf you love big trucks, come roll with meCome ride with me, come roll with me[U-God]Now what can you tell me, if my Fendi glassesThrow up my nose, at the low E classesNo smoke in my backseat, I don't need ashesBehold the masses, scoping me outNow driving down the strip, I'm smoking outNot a Blood or a Crip, but I'm loc'ing outWith fast cars on the fast lane, on a fast routeInterior flushed out, you know what I'm about[Chorus 2X][Outro: Leathafase]Driving down the strip...