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haystak - car fulla white boys lyrics

engine cranking & tires squeeling-

it’s time to step out on the scene (raise some h-ll)
i’m drunk as a bi-cycle (cycle)
can’t you tell?
can’t even see straight i’m (cranked as h-ll)
gone on that g-g-green (can’t you smell?)
step out the back seat of a 78 (chevelle)
club wasn’t jumpin’ so we (had to bail)
fixin’ to check out the next spot
my n-gg-s is ’bout to wreck shop
we don’t ask, we just bop
we run up, we get drop
parking lot crunk (thugs and drug pushers)
yeah you know the ski-low (blunts and the sub woofers)
car fulla white boys (there’s no doubt)
if some sh-t go down (slim be the first one out)
locked up with a fool three times his size
what you need, on yo’ team, when it’s time to ride
abuncha dirty white boys, that’s not for the game
we will take your -ss to war like sadum housane
if you kick my -ss, you gotta do it again
every time that you see me till i finally win
(and then) i’m kickin’ your -ss until i’m content
you’re gonna be walkin’ ’round for months wearin’ my finger prints.
(i’m none of them) goofy, white boys from the movies
talk sh-t and have to shoot ya (your hardcore!) absolutely
take it across your face with a nickel-plated
i think my dog just got dislocated

[chorus]
-engine-
it’s on for tonight boy (car full of white boys)
all units be on the look out for a (car full of white boys)
it’s on for tonight boy (car full of white boys)
-siren- (car full of white boys)
it’s on for tonight boy (car full of white boys)
dispatch we’ve got a visual on a (car full of white boys)
it’s on for tonight boy (car full of white boys)
-siren and engine-

(aww man) (i ain’t throwin’ out sh-t)

looked at my watch it said 11:36
turned down 2nd avenue in a big body b-tch
mean muggin’ haters heads bobbin’ up and down
hollerin’ southside out the window, my people don’t f-ck around
it’s like they’re lookin’ for a reason to straight clown
we get gone on that goo and that straight crown
one hundred proof absolute, ridin’ around blazin’
(all cars be on the lookout for a car full of caucasians)
eyes so tight we could p-ss for asians
so if they pull us over play like you don’t speak english
p-ssed some pretty gals, i told my boy to slow down
man your rides a piece of junk, the window won’t roll down
we didn’t get no play, from the ladies
(naw) 6 crackers in the car, are you crazy?
i’m real with them crows, i ain’t ’bout to front
man we out of blunts, pull over fool.

[chorus]

stopped in circle k and got a box of sweets
smoked one now we feelin’ like (let’s get somethin’ to eat)
but wendys was closed, i was mad as h-ll
i guess we’ll go to waffle house and get a patty meal
but them omelettes is the bomb, sh-t, toast with jelly and jam
hashbrowns covered with cheese, chilly, and ham
the awful waffle was packed, but i’m not going to krystals
i’ll be d-mned if i gotta go in here and eat with a [?] (i swear)
fools is sendin’ signals but not sayin’ a word
i ain’t payin’ them no attention, ’cause i’m high as a bird
i placed my order, ate my food, then walked up out that b-tch with an att-tude
got in the car, blazed the blunt from out the ashtray
never liked main street, so we take the backway
my homey said pull-over, but i guess it couldn’t wait
’cause when my body hit the breaks it was like -throws up-

[chorus]

(car full of white boys) x 7

-siren

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