Fiesta Flow

[Tite]<br>Sitting 20 inches high, as I lay and recline<br>Buck skin on my spine, and I`m looking devine<br>Showing out like a prince, a young ghetto star<br>Screened out sipping bar, in my Jaguar car<br>Playas know who I are, cause my trunk stay popped<br>Neon lights show stop, when I crush the block<br>The big chrome block better, done invaded the scene<br>Riding deep with my team, and my mug on mean<br>I might twist 84`s, when I`m dogging the Lac<br>Fifth wheel done fell back, just don`t know how to act<br>Big piece around my neck, showcasing the set<br>Dirty 3rd don`t forget, and we came to wreck<br>Call me the young fool, Mr. D-3 Nutt<br>Bringing pain to the game, while I lay in the cut<br>The green light say go, so I`m wrecking the flow<br>It`s the Tite staying thoed, and I`m more than a pro<br>Sideways in a ride, on that butter recline<br>Gold front stay shine, diamonds leaving `em blind<br>Read my name when I smile, better yet when I grin<br>Hit rewind on the track, so I can wreck it again<br><br>(*talking*)<br>Yeah uh-huh, these mo`fuckers want war huh<br>They don`t even wanna see<br>We gon bring it to these niggaz though<br>Bouncers, ride on these faggots, punk ass niggaz