Cutlass, Monte Carlo`s, & Regals

Started with....<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Cutlass, Monte Carlo`s, & Regals, man<br>To Surburbans, Expeditions, with the T.V.`s playin`<br>Cutlass, Monte Carlo`s, & Regals, man<br>To Surburbans, Expeditions, with the T.V.`s playin`<br><br>[Manny Fresh]<br>In 1988, when my grandfather passed<br>He left me a Monte Carlo and a large amount of cash<br>It was, bubble gum blue with the leather plush seats<br>And I just can`t thank you enough for all the stuff that you done, G<br>See my grandmother told me take care of the ride<br>And always do your best to keep it clean inside<br>So I just past the go and get the candy paint<br>Leather white, outta sight, that made the girls faint<br>See my partner, Eric, he got stereos<br>And my partner, Steve got true and bolds<br>And my dog, Black got european fronts<br>And this nigga named Duke hook up all the humps<br>I had a illegal Regal and it was so tight<br>And if ya touch it then a whole civil war was gon` rise<br>So I just count my blessings and I thank the lord<br>For ghetto cars and these broads when times was so hard<br>My grandfather lookin` and I`m ridin` straight<br>Man, I got the Suburban swervin` with the 4 T.V.`s playin`<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Lil` Wayne]<br>Hail baby, Cardion and the Kompressor<br>20 inch cyl-inders on the Lexus<br>Hummer got sound that`ll blow your eardrums<br>Lotus with 4 pipes <humph> nigga, listen<br>I ride Q5 on factory<br>It don`t matter, your ol` lady still after me<br>My name gon` rang all over, dawg<br>Cause I got 6 ties on the Range Rover, dawg<br>Buy a nickel, baby, wha? Live on chrome<br>Buy a nickel, baby, he get his shine on<br>But, hold up, when I pass in the stretch<br>They <huffs 3x> gotta catch they breath<br>Fresh law, girl, weed hotter than a kitchen<br>In a big Bourbon, VCR`s, television<br>El Camino`s, twistin` on bees<br>`87 Regals, Impala`s, Cherokee`s<br>Expeditions, Benzes, Navigator, Humvee`s<br>What dawg? Cut dawg, on 17`s<br>Woood grain, 15 double o<br>Me and Rabid on momos, lord, bless his soul<br>Now we ridin` up the block, the Caravan<br>Expeditions and Surburbans with the T.V.`s playin`<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Baby]<br>Fuckin` right, I used to play in MCT`s<br>Nowadays, Playboys ridin` Benzes<br>Back in `87, Maniac mixed tapes<br>Soniac Park, everyday, Super Sunday<br>My homeboy Fresh, done changed the rims<br>He gotta satellite on top to talk to out of state friends<br>`88 was my year, 14 with 12 G`s<br>Monte Carlo`s ridin` on 18`s<br>It`s `98 and I done flipped the script<br>Thangs that changed, Baby gotta lotta shit<br><br>[Juvenile]<br>I ain`t gotta lie, nigga like me was ridin` the bus<br>I been to the guy with CMR-ah<br>A nigga was catchin` the cut<br>Them bitches, they won`t holla<br>Them niggas, they mo` holla<br>Got all the empower from people I get showered<br>The woman on the porch sayin`, Ain`t that go Wayne, boy?<br>That boy be on T.V. too, ain`t that the same boy?"<br>Yeah<br><br>[Chorus]