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hogg - donk ryders lyrics

feat. money mook

[intro: hogg]
uh, uh, the city look little,
chevy flippin’, just like a, ay, check it out, check it out,
the city look little, they all holla because, ay, check it out, check it out,

[hook: kids & hogg] (2x)
he sittin’ so high the city look little,
he ridin’ 3 lanes, pickle in the middle,
chevy flippin’ colors like a big bag of skittles,
they all holla “yay” because we love his wheels
(now this is for my donks! )

[verse 1: hogg]
now this is for my donks, my scr-pers, my ’84 slab ryders,
comin’ down shinin’, candy paint, leather on inside,
woodgrain errwhere, 28’s make ’em stare,
cuz they neva seen a playa sittin’ this high in the air,
muggin’ on you haters, blowin’ kush on you fakers,
hoggin’ up the lane, tell ’em lames get out the way,
i’m takin’ off like a plane, holly carb on the gas,
givin’ ’em whiplash every time i whip past,
i’m a certified stunna, boy you already know,
’77 chevy with dem suicide doors,
paint so wet like i just rode out the lake,
and my rims stay spinnin’ every time i slam the brakes!

[hook] (2x)

[verse 2: money mook]
i got my chevy sittin’ heavy with the convertible top,
you wanna learn how to stunt? well, i’m the person to watch,
454 under my hood so who you tryin’ to stop,
hop in my ride, you see that how it’s just like a giant drop,
candy paint look so wet, look like i’m wringin’ a mop,
got my guts, roll a blunt, there ain’t no stains or no spots,
custom grill, custom wheel, custom wood, custom fox,
custom stash in my dash where i keep custom glock,
you wanna learn how to stunt? go pack a new custom-shopped,
and if it cost you 20 g’s then you ain’t spendin’ a lot,
just copped the custom d’s, they only spin when i stop,
and all i hear is “ooo-wee, that boy hurtin’ the block,” ya heard me?

[hook] (2x)

[bridge: hogg (kids)]
now let ya top back, now swing ya throwback,
if you ain’t ridin 26’s, homie holla back!
now let ya top back, now swing ya throwback,
(you ain’t ridin’ 26’s, homie holla back!

you put your big rims on, you take your little rims off,
you put your big bangs in, and shake the roofs off they house,
you spread candy paint, heavy duty on the gloss,
and that’s how you ride like a boss!

[hook] (2x)

[outro: money mook]
cheeze state interprise in the building,
holla at ya boy money mook!

(beat fades out)

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