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youngbloodz - my automobile lyrics
my automobile lyrics
[chorus]
ride in my automobile, don’t want no trouble (i’m chill)
turn up my radio (yeah)
got this mean look on my grill
in my automobile, don’t want no trouble (i’m chill)
i got that thang (for real)
got this mean look on my grill
[verse 1]
early morning, splittin’ swishers, sh_t, you gotta love it
cruisin’ down 285, chillin’, steady puffin’
got that thang, don’t want no trouble in my coupe deville
sittin’ good, blastin’ the sound, doin’ what i feel
[?], though what you see ain’t nothin’ but a thrill
laid back, checkin’ the scene with a look that k!lls
rollin’ through southwest 4b to see my folks
windows down, sun shinin’, no rain as i flow, uh
back and forth through [?] atlanta, catchin’ such a breeze
lookin’ forward to later on to get back in these streets
so i keep pushin’ and haulin’, switchin’ ’em up fa’sho
scoop up my patna, ride out, then turn up my radio
[chorus]
ride in my automobile, don’t want no trouble (i’m chill)
turn up my radio (yeah)
got this mean look on my grill
in my automobile, don’t want no trouble (i’m chill)
i got that thang (for real)
got this mean look on my grill
[verse 2]
i ride out in a ’69 classic
with the [?] in the door, yeah, that’s it
just like i tore out the plastic
the only thing, got a tray full of ashes
’69 impala with the wood grain
slum n_gga, benz, it’s a hood thang
don’t make me pop up my hood, mane
[?]
interior original
one playa, young individual
shorty ain’t lookin’ for no trouble
keep sum’ just in case you wanna find me, though
in my automobile
smokin’ and drinkin’ still
dodgin’ these roadblocks, i’m swervin’
tryin’ not to scr_pe my wheels
my pimpin’s so for real
big chevy [?]
make a b_tch faint when she see her face through the paint
i see her toenail clean through the rim
ooh, they know ’bout him
[?] with the gucci brim
keep the thang on my side in my ride
these f_ck n_ggas can’t f_ck with him
[chorus]
ride in my automobile, don’t want no trouble (i’m chill)
turn up my radio (yeah)
got this mean look on my grill
in my automobile, don’t want no trouble (i’m chill)
i got that thang (for real)
got this mean look on my grill
[bridge]
ain’t nothin’ like it when you’re cruisin’ through the city
and your jam on the radio
make these haters see you do good
on them rims, grippin’ wood
keep that thang and let them motherf_ckers know
[chorus]
ride in my automobile, don’t want no trouble (i’m chill)
turn up my radio (yeah)
got this mean look on my grill
in my automobile, don’t want no trouble (i’m chill)
i got that thang (for real)
got this mean look on my grill
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