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Turn Heads

It be Young Lloyd and Dem Franchize Boyz

We rippin' it hard in them old skool toyz

Got my top down and my trunk out noise

We turnin' heads now wen we turn em out

Young Lloyd and Dem Franchize Boyz we rippin' it hard

In them old skool toyz we turnin' heads

She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet

On 28's with the kandy paint

Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates

Yeah she can't wait

My top back with my beat down low

Running round the city I don't know where to go

I guess I pull up on strip and turn a couple heads

A couple heads, turn a couple heads

I'm in a 6 9 Chevy-verk tudahuk dunk

Who we rhyme wit? Nigga who knows?

Who I rhyme wit? Nigga two hoe's

My girl got a girlfriend yeh I do the O's

28's on the wip verse

Wen I hit the block I turn heads like they nigga here

I'm still rolling and the niggas still cruizing

Hoe's dun chose n hoe's still choosing

She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet

On 28's with the kandy paint

Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates

Yeah she can't wait

My top back with my beat down low

Running round the city I don't know where to go

I guess I pull up on the strip and turn a couple heads

A couple heads, turn a couple heads

I bet you turn heads wen u step out the pimpin'

Like your main course and all you hear is cameras flickin'

She ain't like a real nigga she dun' really like a square

In the bed turnin' heads like a bottle o' jon

She got a nift on and she keep her hair fixed

28 inches make it hard to stud a bitch

She got a man but shawty want know

She wana' fuck and really keep it on the low haha

She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet

On 28's with the kandy paint

Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates

Yeah she can't wait

My top back with my beat down low

Running round the city I don't know where to go

I guess I pull up on the strip and turn a couple heads

A couple heads, turn a couple heads

Women double take wen' they see me pushin' that foreign

New skool' bubble but my old skool' colour orange

Shoes from a distance wen' they see me cumin' up

Old skool big block 28's mounted up

Pull a stop arrh let the rim's spin

Rim's spin so hard wheel 3 chicks in

Yo we outi' 30 like were we goin'?

On the E way destination unknown

She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet

On 28's with the kandy paint

Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates

Yeah she can't wait

My top back with my beat down low

Running round the city I don't know where to go

I guess I pull up on the strip and turn a couple heads

A couple heads, turn a couple heads

You can ride wit me shawtie no sense of direction

Let me stick game to ya figure out your perfection

Do you like the base knocking? Or the beat down low?

Do you get real sloppy stroke, the meat real slow?

Baby girl lemme know, so I know how to go

I like it slow and sloppy I dun' told you once before

Aye, make no mistakes, go on a dinner date

Can't wait, can we get started on the interstate?

She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet

On 28's with the kandy paint

Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates

Yeah she can't wait

My top back with my beat down low

Running round the city I don't know where to go

I guess I pull up on the strip and turn a couple heads

A couple heads, turn a couple heads

All right

Cos' all I need to know

Is if your ridin' wit' me baby

And anywhere we can go, my lady

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