[T.I. Speaking]
Creme' De' La Creme Homie
Top Shelf Ya Know?
[Chorus]
I Like My Beat Down Low
I Like My Top Let Back
See Me Ridin' 24's
With A Choppa In The Back
Holla If You Like Ya Kenwood High
And Ya Top Let Back
If Ya Rims Sittin' High
And Ya Windows Pitch Black x2
[Verse 1]
[Young Jeezy]
I Let My Chain Hang Low
Keep That Thang up On My Waist
All Them Haters Talkin' Wreckless
Tell Em' Say It To My Face
Concealed Bankroll
Yea I Almost Caught A Case
It's The Remix So Mannie Fresh Drop That Bass
28 Inches Got Me Sittin' So High
Reach Straight Up Through The Clouds
g****** I'm In The Sky
Got My 87's On g******it I'm Fly
Betcha Anythin' Won't Near A n**** Try
Push The Yukon Wednesday
To Drop Back Monday
Ice Cream Impala Same Color As A Sundae
So You Can Miss Me With That Hatin'
And That He Can't Rap s***
Tell Them f***** a** n*****
Wrap The Lips Around My d***
g****** My Money Sick
Hey I Need To See A Doctor
Black On Black Bentley
Call It Phantom Of The Opera
Lemon Lime Droptop I Call It The Sprite
When I Pull It Out The Garage
You Can Call It A Night
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
[Young Dro]
Dro! My Trunk Gon' Break The d*** Law
I'm Ridin' Through The Hood With Eighth's Of d*** Raw
Them 27's Tall But Them Eighth's So Raw
b****** Know The See The Platinum
Its Gray Like Grandpa
Sprayed The Chevy All Kinda Sour Apple Colors
Diamonds Up In My Charm Look Like Piney Apple Suckas
Tech 9 For Some, Mac 90 For Otha's
Lethal Weapons On Ducati's
I Got On My Danny Glova's
Nah This Ain't The Movie But I Shot 4 Brotha's
And Plus I Gotta Chevelle That Flop 4 Colors
Cars Without Tha Covers My Beat Down Low
My Rims Sittin' High I'm The Best Thing Blowin'
Dro!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Big Kuntry]
I Got My Treble Up High, Hear My Beat Down Low
I Don't Slam No Do's, Hop In Where The Roof Go
What I Need A Roof Fo?, Replace It With The Sky
Streets Be Mine, With That Georgia On My Mind
Ridin' The Wettest Paint Like I'm Surfin On A Tidal Wave
Cocaine Whip, Yea Straight Out The Microwave
Man In The Trunk Sound Like The Man Knockin'
Bypass Rockin' With Stacks In My Pockets
[Verse 4]
[B.G.]
I Got Money In My Pocket And My Mind On Mo'
To Hear Myself Think I Like My Beat Down Low
Cigarillo Full Of Dro' And That Chevy 2-Tone
It's Sittin' On Chrome, That's How I Get My Roll On
Gotta Dip Through The Hood, You Know Gizzle Keep It Real
I See Some Hot Girls So Imma Turn It Up A Lil'
Let Em' Bounce To The Music Bo-Bounce To The Beat
The Top Down, Hoppin', And Ridin' With A G
[Chorus]
[Verse 5]
[T.I.]
You Know I Like My Beat Down Low And My Top Let Back
Chrome Feet Down Low And My Impala Wet Black
Digit Dash, Hit The Gas, Tell Dem n***** Check That
Make Them b****** Sit Back, Woofers Give Em' Wet Cats
Comin' Down In The Chevy Motor Sound Like Its Very Tame
It Is, You Can Tell Hear Dem Tires Yellin' In Every Lane
808 Ain't Even Kickin' I Betcha Can Still Hear It
Lord Forbid I Cut It Up, I Bet I Can Let Phil Hear It
My Money Real Big, Them Choppas It Still Hid
They Catch Me With It, f*** It I'm Doin My Lil Bid
In My Drop Top Ridin' With My Glock c***ed Ridin'
I'm Lookin' For Da n**** Where They At? Stop Hidin'
Now That's A m****f***in' Remix.
[Deciphered By l3alanc3]
Creme' De' La Creme Homie
Top Shelf Ya Know?
[Chorus]
I Like My Beat Down Low
I Like My Top Let Back
See Me Ridin' 24's
With A Choppa In The Back
Holla If You Like Ya Kenwood High
And Ya Top Let Back
If Ya Rims Sittin' High
And Ya Windows Pitch Black x2
[Verse 1]
[Young Jeezy]
I Let My Chain Hang Low
Keep That Thang up On My Waist
All Them Haters Talkin' Wreckless
Tell Em' Say It To My Face
Concealed Bankroll
Yea I Almost Caught A Case
It's The Remix So Mannie Fresh Drop That Bass
28 Inches Got Me Sittin' So High
Reach Straight Up Through The Clouds
g****** I'm In The Sky
Got My 87's On g******it I'm Fly
Betcha Anythin' Won't Near A n**** Try
Push The Yukon Wednesday
To Drop Back Monday
Ice Cream Impala Same Color As A Sundae
So You Can Miss Me With That Hatin'
And That He Can't Rap s***
Tell Them f***** a** n*****
Wrap The Lips Around My d***
g****** My Money Sick
Hey I Need To See A Doctor
Black On Black Bentley
Call It Phantom Of The Opera
Lemon Lime Droptop I Call It The Sprite
When I Pull It Out The Garage
You Can Call It A Night
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
[Young Dro]
Dro! My Trunk Gon' Break The d*** Law
I'm Ridin' Through The Hood With Eighth's Of d*** Raw
Them 27's Tall But Them Eighth's So Raw
b****** Know The See The Platinum
Its Gray Like Grandpa
Sprayed The Chevy All Kinda Sour Apple Colors
Diamonds Up In My Charm Look Like Piney Apple Suckas
Tech 9 For Some, Mac 90 For Otha's
Lethal Weapons On Ducati's
I Got On My Danny Glova's
Nah This Ain't The Movie But I Shot 4 Brotha's
And Plus I Gotta Chevelle That Flop 4 Colors
Cars Without Tha Covers My Beat Down Low
My Rims Sittin' High I'm The Best Thing Blowin'
Dro!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[Big Kuntry]
I Got My Treble Up High, Hear My Beat Down Low
I Don't Slam No Do's, Hop In Where The Roof Go
What I Need A Roof Fo?, Replace It With The Sky
Streets Be Mine, With That Georgia On My Mind
Ridin' The Wettest Paint Like I'm Surfin On A Tidal Wave
Cocaine Whip, Yea Straight Out The Microwave
Man In The Trunk Sound Like The Man Knockin'
Bypass Rockin' With Stacks In My Pockets
[Verse 4]
[B.G.]
I Got Money In My Pocket And My Mind On Mo'
To Hear Myself Think I Like My Beat Down Low
Cigarillo Full Of Dro' And That Chevy 2-Tone
It's Sittin' On Chrome, That's How I Get My Roll On
Gotta Dip Through The Hood, You Know Gizzle Keep It Real
I See Some Hot Girls So Imma Turn It Up A Lil'
Let Em' Bounce To The Music Bo-Bounce To The Beat
The Top Down, Hoppin', And Ridin' With A G
[Chorus]
[Verse 5]
[T.I.]
You Know I Like My Beat Down Low And My Top Let Back
Chrome Feet Down Low And My Impala Wet Black
Digit Dash, Hit The Gas, Tell Dem n***** Check That
Make Them b****** Sit Back, Woofers Give Em' Wet Cats
Comin' Down In The Chevy Motor Sound Like Its Very Tame
It Is, You Can Tell Hear Dem Tires Yellin' In Every Lane
808 Ain't Even Kickin' I Betcha Can Still Hear It
Lord Forbid I Cut It Up, I Bet I Can Let Phil Hear It
My Money Real Big, Them Choppas It Still Hid
They Catch Me With It, f*** It I'm Doin My Lil Bid
In My Drop Top Ridin' With My Glock c***ed Ridin'
I'm Lookin' For Da n**** Where They At? Stop Hidin'
Now That's A m****f***in' Remix.
[Deciphered By l3alanc3]