Rollin On 20s lyrics

Here we go
Welcome to my world nigga of
Cadillacs and stacks
Triple X throwbacks with my name on the back
Uh, I know you see us
You wanna be us
With Jam Master Jay on my Adidas
Plus I ride around in two-seata`s
I hope its cold cuz i`m comin wit my heata
I`m on Fleeta doin 150
Can`t you tell my cut i`m pimpin
And if I hit one time shes limpin
And if he trick one dime he`s simpin
Cause we don`t do it like that over here
All we do is grip grain on the stair
Like Killer Mike all I do is dream about sex
But when I wake up I have a dream about a check
And after that I burn rubber when i jump in my Vette
Yet his hoes raise up but it ain`t come out yet, I`m Speed Racin

On 20`s (On 20`s)
Wheels Spinnin(Wheels Spinnin)
These hoes grinnin
I pulled up with the top off
On 20`s (On 20`s)
Wheels spinnin (Wheels Spinnin)
these hoes grinnin
Futuristic tennis shoes when I hop off

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I got a need for speed get in da truck wit me
Or we can start the Bentley doin a buck fifty
I`m so gangsta, chickenheads dont` wanna fuck wit me
But you can love me or hate me baby you stuck wit me
And I`m a flow til the police come and get me
We run dis city, you can`t do nothin wit me
Its young red ya`ll I`m rollin something sticky
You see them 20`s believe they worth three a penny
And I ain`t really got nuthin to lose
So announce on 22`s start spreadin the news
Lets speed it up a little
Hoes love to choose
Soon as the spot the drop
Man it gotta be the shoes
The fast lane is where a nigga live ev`r night
Look for the grain stay away from the red light
Them old folks hear me creepin up the st