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Paroles Master P 20 On Cars 26 On Trucks

Chill



(Chorus 2x)



We ridin 20s on the cars and 26s on the trucks



And everybody diggin us it aint no limit to the bucks



We makin noise in the game to let em know we comin up



And haters movin out the way they know they dont wanna play wit us



(/Chorus)







(Verse 1)



We ridin (Chill) how I spit em man



Pockets holdin 50 gram



Ridin big body Impala man me and my partners man



20 inch rims keep em spinnin like a ceilin fan



Haters gold tending tryin to get me out my figures man



But they cant get the man(no) cant hit the man(no)



Even them NBA dudes cant stick the man



Women crowd around me paparazzi takin pictures man



Catch me on the line at 3-1-0 Im fixin to get em man



Curren$y got plenty money to stack up



And plenty burners too in case you dudes wanna act up



Play with me or my crew and we'll be pickin them gats up



And have you on yo cellie callin homies for back up



And I dont think you really want it to come this



Something for that growl whodi you betta shut ya trap



But I aint really comin huntin for no drama



I just wana hit the club and leave with yo baby mama



(/Verse 1)







**Chorus**







(Verse 2)



We ridin 20s on the Bentley 26s on the Lac truck



If the cop will stop me Im probly gone get hacked up



Cuz Im underage but never underpaid



Im makin maximum wages richie rich I got it made



They call me Romeo big game plenty dough



You cant hold me so let me go I got talent and thats for show



Ask about the kid and they'll tell you that dude can flow



And when Im done with school I be hoopin up in the pros Whoa



No Limit boys we big rimmin our cars up



Tearin malls up spendin thousands at Toys R Us



Nobody else whos in the game go as hard as us



Theres noone as large as us, you dont wanna start with us



I know more about kids than grown women



Every week they watchin my show on television



They gotta love me they know the boys winnin



The girlies keep grinnin my rims they keep spinnin



(/Verse 2)







**Chorus**







(Verse 3)



Im a tell ya like this keep ya eyes on your chick



Cuz her eyes on my wrist and these boys that Im with



The girls like me whodi I dont blame em



Im in the Guiness Book of Records for the richest entertainer



Call me the ghetto Bill Gates cuz the system cant change us



Had money and cars way before I was famous



Im in the pros but I could buy the the team





I got two made buys one blue the other green



If it aint ridin spinnas then you know I cant roll it



And if I had it over a month then I let my cousin hold it



Im the first one on Cribs with a house with gold ceilings



Gotta truck load of Bentleys cuz thats how Im livin



In the winter pull the trucks out



The summer its the drop top



P Miller on my clothes (whoa) got a million in the watch







Hey move out the way Im ready to cause havoc



Me and my soldiers be ballin why must be yo actin



I leave cats distractin stickin like magnets



Im the shorty from the Phillipines the main attraction



Rollin up in fly whips switchin every other day



No Limit girls ball like the WNBA



(/Verse3)







**Chorus**







We ridin chill
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