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Front Back - T.I./UGK
Ladies and gentlemen
TIP aye
Fre-fre-fre-fresh
I know a lot of y'all n***as
Out there man who ain't up on this down south s**t
Probably wondering what the f**k
You listening to right now ahah
King amongst kings but it's an absolute
Honor and a pleasure you know what I'm sayin'
To bring you some gangsta s**t of catastrophic proportions
All the UGK alumni like myself know what this is man
Hey bun pimp C n***a
I gotta 66 Impala so fresh
White top burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
Fuel exhaust and a motor out a ninety-four 'vette
Fish bowl televisions pimpin I ain't done yet
I got the checker red leather and I'm sittin on chrome
On 26 inches just to get my roll on
One of Jeezy's songs on make them b***hes get low
I get that a*s raised up like Dr Dre six four
Hey come up in my hood bet them
B***hes know tip
If you tell 'em you wit' him all them b***hes gon strip
If I show up in yo' hood
I bet you n***as won't trip
Once I empty out this clip
I bet you n***as gon' dip
Or get hit up in yo'
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Back fron
Never let ho-ass n***as ride
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Back
And we never let ho-ass n***as ride
It's the Gulf way boulevard gangsta
Swangin on TI S's and Fo's S's and Fo's
Pirellis and Blades and 'em crews of hoes
I'm a playa you can tell by how
I choose my pose
When it gets to swangin on the
Curb you might lose ya toes
Dedicated to the slab slab the dunks
Dunks the drops drops
The candy painted cars wit' the
Chopped off tops off tops
Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel
Lean back up on ya leather chunk
A deuce and show your grill
Keep it trill this the south baby Texas and GA
TI reppin for Bankhead I'm reppin for
PA for PA
Now pop ya trunk get it crunk
It's time to ride
Show them boys you got that front
Back and side to side baby
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Never let ho-ass n***as ride
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And we never let ho-ass n***as ride
I'm switchin lane to lane uh leanin
On the switch on the switch
Sippin on the barre smokin green
And hittin licks licks
Bumpin too hort baby in a candy
Red biarritz biarritz
Drop the top and pimp the
Lot and watch the trunk do tricks tricks
Pimp C I keep my money on my mind mind
Keep a hooker on the track and
Keep a swisher full of pine pine
If y'know like I know you wouldn't
Try it try it
Wanna jack me for my candy car
You must wanna die wanna die
But I don't really wanna hit ya
With this hot thang
I just wanna get some brain in the turnin lane
Comin' down creepin slow sippin on a potent fo'
Bangin on the screw and keep
The pistol right here in the do' *echoes*
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Front back fron-front back
Never let ho-ass n***as ride
Front back fron-front back
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Front back fron-front back
And we never let ho-ass n***as ride
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