Spinning Wheels

[Hook] Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom [Verse 1] I'm slick boss They call me the man that got the clock ticked off They say I favor Ricky Rozay Spanish chicks call me Jose Northern women from Denmark, Norway Sippin' the bigger boat all day Billy say I put the rabbit coat on Shanaynay Collect street traps Girls lay up in McDonald's, the rawest taste of Big Mac Those who don't like the burger workin' get back Mental progress, 50 grand, she want me to pay for the press To go under chest less The governor always play everything recess Extra clean pants comin' out the cleaners I want that re-pressed You missed the one, she didn't make my pants look right Now I can't make my dance look tonight 8 bottles standin' next to Puff Daddy I'm already inside 3 other chicks that's black gettin' out the Caddy Shaneisha, Marina and this other girl named Corina Kittens in the box [Hook] Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom [Verse 2] As the world goes 'round Look at me, I'm simply mackin' as I walk through the town I need some cash, I need a bitch to make my ass rich I need a bisexual hoe who's down to flip the switch Because this world that I live in is so cold and rough You got to watch out for these thugs who think that they're tough Spinning wheels as the world really starts to change And every time I look around, my bitch acting strange Is she cheating on me? She might be beating on me Help me Lord, have mercy, can you set me free? Cause I'm really so depressed and I can't decide If I wanna see tomorrow, I'm thinking suicide Cause I'm a poor kid, bastard case and my life is a waste If you think you bad, nigga, come and get you a taste I'm not in shape to go through rounds, but on your ass I'll pound Watch the spinning wheels as the world goes 'round [Hook] Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Custom, custom, custom spinning wheels Custom spinning wheels Custom, custom, custom, custom, custom Man these bitches they fully switchin' It ain't a cake sale mane it's a bake sale I had a chick call me up the other day, she said "Uh you think we can go out to uh Olive Garden to eat?" I said Olive Garden!? I said check this, I'ma set sail Cause I'ma set you some bail I'ma take you to Burger King, you know? And we gon' hit the three dollar menu One dollar for every burger and one piece of fries If you can't understand then I can't be your man I don't know what's up with these chicks, man They think it's a cake sale but it's a bake sale I seen better faces on a clock, better legs on a table And better butts on a cigarette What you wanna do, bitch? Boogaloo, barbecue or both of you? This is your A1 yola candy cola black pro soldier giving up love, you understand? I'm giving up more love than a mothafucking love connection That's a TV show! This rap game is real, bitch! You know, get down, get down You know what I'm saying? Get down for your crown Cause you fucking with a mothafucka who been on the track And I've been around Shouts go out to Kool Keith, Innovative Studios My man DJ Ill Side from the trill side Doug [?], High Horse Music Group And your candy cola A1 yola black pro soldier You know a nappy head black bitch ain't shit, I'm gon' tell you why Cause she'll double cross you every mothafuckin' time Get down, nigga and be about your cash and stop worrying about the ass, boy I'm out, yo like a shotgun blast from a fuckin' 12 gauge, nigga Can you feel me? BLAM BLAM BOOOOM