Riding round so clean I let the bass beat out my speakers

Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her

Mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind M-I crooked, I was cooking up an old school

Sprinkled it with bad bitch, mixed it up with soul food

Put it on a plate with the bass and tweeters

For them haters, out here starvin', motherfucker I could feed ya

With some game, intergalactic, outer-space for brain

Chrome wheel in the water, might just get me in the summer

It look good don't it? Throw wood on it, with the golden vogue

Love potion on my mind, my pimpin' is an antidote

Cooley High, signing booming sign, knocking butters down

Crack the curb, like my ship emerged, from the underground

One more time, for them folks that know I be shinin'

Whippin' wind and reclining, pressin' diamonds

While I'm Riding round so clean I let the bass beat out my speakers

Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her

Mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind I got (?) on my tongue, I talk slick

Catch a chick without using my hands, master (?)

Sliding in my SLAB, slapping Big KRIT

Woofers in the back, tweeters in my (?)

Push button secret stash box for my yammer

Yammer me, yes a pistol, a hammer

Blowing 50's, broccoli in the air

That's that Cali weed, I know that smell anywhere

Mind control, get in the female's head like a Tylenol

(?) yourself, be about your bread, increase your bankroll

Drink and cheefin', my and my heathens bustin' power moves

In the hood, like a mechanic, stickin' to the rims Riding round so clean I let the bass beat out my speakers

Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her

Mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind On a mission, just me and Vincent

Your bitch might just come up missin' like a (?)

Known to talk that player *** mama, that's just how I do

My old school look powder blue

We pulled up to the Papadeaux poundin'

Sat down, ordered the clam chowder

I had the lobster bisque

I'm what they talkin' 'bout if the topic is

Money, clothes, hoes, weed smoke

Take your panties off, you don't need those

Real niggas stay stuck to the G code

Never cheat, never off my feet

Never let these niggas see your weakness

If I eat then my niggas eat

Hit the weed then we hit the sheets

That be our little secret Round and round we go

Unlock and unload

Our remote control

Her mind, her mind Round and round we go

Unlock and unload

Our remote control

Her mind, her mind Riding round so clean I let the bass beat out my speakers

Searching for a freak that's kink and bound to let me tweak her

Mind, her mind, her mind, her mind, her mind