lil wayne - rubber burnin lyrics
[chorus x2:]
rubber burnin turnin corners beatin like a congo [x2]
drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
blowin dro on 24’s livin how the song goes
rubber burnin yeap yeap yeap yeap
we keep that
rubber burnin yea yea yea yea
we sayin
drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
blowin dro on 24’s livin as the song goes
dipset… santana
[verse 1:]
aye straight of thr lots how i get mine
pick mine
car clean lookin like it jus been spit shine
24 inches on his
rims big
bout the size of a two year old kid, ya dig?
plus u-turnin in da s-550
look like im u-turnin in da jet
why did he do that when he jus cant do
why did he come back
im jus frontin how u? how u?
haha
devo on my side
while the tires burnin
i’ll be burnin
im skoolin these n-gg-s
this wut u call higher learnin (yup)
so listenin up grab a chair, have a seat
crack a beer, smoke a blunt
watch me the captins here
louie vutton sneaks on the pedal
do a hundred for a mile
like my feet went to sleep on the pedal
and no longer am i gonna pop tags off my clothes
dudes need to know i spent big cash on my clothes
no cash on my hoes, i just p-ss on my hoes
till my n-gg-s let em hit it
then they get p-ssed on some more
got my system on dunk
and its rattlin the trunk
n-gg-s know how i get down
they just glad it aint da punk bangin
[chorus:]
rubber burnin turnin corners beatin like a congo [x2]
drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
blowin dro on 24’s livin how the song goes
rubber burnin
rubber burnin
drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
blowin dro on 24’s livin as the song goes
[verse 2:]
yea
i cant feel my face
c-cky in da coupe but they love it
sittin on b-ttons
a pair of 20 sumthins
tires so skinny like im sittin on nothin
leather so soft like im sittin on m-ffins
beatin up the block, knockin pictures off the wall
baby i can drop the top and we can talk til the lawn
and you kno i got the stash spot, not
cuz whea im from you need your gats out and c-ck
yea
back out da driveway
spallin bangin
im sh-ttin on them need toilet trainin
big ballas cant call me baby
i mean dat
why da girls gota double team me
sittin sideways
ya im leanin
i go hard
20 g’s in these back pockets in case i fall
im stuntin, check my pants, i get dat cash
in da phantom wit loiusana plates on my -ss
[chorus:]
rubber burnin turnin corners beatin like a congo [x2]
drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
blowin dro on 24’s livin how the song goes
rubber burnin
rubber burnin
drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
blowin dro on 24’s livin as the song goes
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