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patrick polzin - speakers going hammer lyrics

[hook: soulja boy]
i wake up early in the morning, ‘round the crack of dawn and
wave to my neighbors like what’s up (say what’s up)
and i’m tatted up, that bang in my trunk
everybody in my city show me love
because i got my speakers going hammer (bammer, bammer, bammer)
speakers going hammer (speakers going hammer?)
because i got my speakers going hammer (bammer, bammer, bammer)
speakers going hammer

[verse 1: trofee]
speakers going hammer, b-ss and tweeters in the back
the ladies getting crazy, i’mma bump that ‘boom-boom-clap’
speakers going hammer, your boy trofee with the grammar
and my lady with the manners and glamour want me to ram her
shatter, sh-shatter, every window in this house
and if you talking during this track you better ‘shut your f-ckin mouth’
verses running through my veins, hooks be stuck up in my mind
and when it comes to flow my s-x life be the rhythm to my rhyme
now we turning up that dial, hustle like we getting paid
you know our words be heard for miles, from new york to l.a
ok, no way, we getting paid today
but we gon’ keep these speakers up, every d-mn day

[hook]

[verse 2: polzin]
my speaker hit like a hammer, they hear me down the street
they tell me turn down the clamor from their front porch seat
so loud i can’t hear a d-mn person yelling at me
i could’ve been bumpin’ luda the way i’m disturbing the peace
the girls, they hear me coming, they go and gather up
rollin’ their skirts and hand their boyfriend’s the cameras
i ride with villains, you can see that we got numbers
p-ss by playing g&c, conceited motherf-ckers
we got the rearview shaking from the b-ss
it’s out of place, i look in it and just see my face
but we don’t need it anyways, we’re just looking ahead
changing lanes until we find one that has adequate sp-ce
and then we flooring it, pedal down, engine roar, don’t hear a sound
music loud, drown it out, b-ss is bumpin’, pound it out
d-mn, now my speakers blown, get me deeper into debt
‘cause you know that it won’t be long, i’m going to get a new set

[hook]

[verse 3: t-pain]
speaker going hammer, bammer, bammer boom
red and black bugatti, vroom, zoom
i be rollin’ ‘round town making noise
with that chopped and screwed music coming down on them boys
i got a donk
and you don’t want to see what’s going on in the trunk
a couple speakers and that chopper
make it proper when them coppers
wanna stop her and unlock her
until they see all them boppers in the back seat
is them you’re hoes, guess i’m going ham
is you putting that b-ss in they toes, b-tch you know i am
stuntin’ is a habit, b-tch i gotta have it
the parking lot shut down every time i p-ss it
and every time i blast it, he check his face
white people looking at me like smh, so
get your cake up, and when i p-ss by your -ss, pick your face up
because i wake up early in the morning

- patrick polzin lyrics

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