Big Truck Boys Lyrics by Mystikal

Big Truck Boys Lyrics

    [Chorus 2x]
    Buckle Up Boy
    Dont Give a fuck boy
    Here The Gillatine
    Big Ryders With The rest of the Big Trunk boys
    Leather Shit With the Big Chrome Boy
    Hit 'em with flat double barrel Big strung Boy

    [Mystikal]
    Dont Get Caught Up with my big truck boy
    Fuck Up Doggg!!
    Respect My Line And Keep my shit clean
    Aint Gone Let The Big Buck Fall
    White On Black Tinted Windows
    With the big black dog
    Nigga Slippin Bitches
    Toten
    Trying To Get Knocked Off
    Its With the corna Shit
    Sidewalk
    3 6 Hard
    Aint No Mutha Fucka know whats on my old man log
    From Yall with the paint balls Horrible Dogs
    Ten hut but i can pay for it fog fog
    Somebody follin me in my rear view
    and it probaly them lawerys
    Thinkin im slanging that powder
    But I aint bout to cop no charge
    Thats the pt crosier Double R no job
    But i aint got no time im bout to ride to the frayer
    Hope they dont bring my shit back cause he aint to far
    If they take my shit strait over to buisness for war
    im talkin better you got the yak yay
    I said i aint got the day
    I said you strait
    Yes im on my way with my shit
    THATS what i did broke off head
    show me whats up thats what i said
    Hot curds front light in the streets
    wodie wanted every small car 5 10 east

    [Chorus 2x]

    [Mystikal]
    Tellin a motha fucka to strada
    talk on the phone drinks grada
    state troopers can kiss my ass
    the rest of you Bitches gone eat my dust
    Hit the city limit Lyrics start
    Yellin "thats my truck"
    Pull Up the red light
    tring to watch which nigga bone get back bra
    Packin towla gone rollin through town
    catch up with the fella
    with drug dealls hooka's and stella's
    better watch out for car jackers
    some of the bitchs ass niggas jelouse
    Betta lock you tower girl
    they comin to get yo need devoloped
    uptown hot be serivin like they be slappin round nigga's
    them nigga got a gillatin in they navigator
    on the back niggas standin dancin
    Keepin this nigga on the nextel wont even awnser
    some white nigga tryin to be like a snake
    dont even know whats happening

    [Chorus 2x]

    [Mystikal]
    Belive me niggas on 18 & 19
    20 up tinted up piped up
    tank up filled up grilled up loaded siked up
    hyped up iced up polo striped up might up
    they want fresh cuts they rush all like big trucks
    Big house big car big dogs like big stuff
    big piano pig feet pig smoked hut hut hut
    I like the to let the sun roof to let the wind blow my hair
    I tured on 5th avenue boom! there them nigga's go right there
    lookin at all them guns will do harm to yo eye balls
    these niggas live you might not see can the side walk
    showing off with some thing mystikal
    drip drop
    He aught know being a dog he gone tag it
    looking like he gone charge at me cut
    nigga drinkin taboscian mixed with wine
    put it 1 i put em with a cat fish
    dangrous niggas having fun
    holling at q we got a show in florida
    here we come

    [Chorus till fade]

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