lirik lagu sauce walka - slab holiday
[intro]
shoutout to the don, man
the king of tallkin’ ’bout this slab sh~t
but i’ma tell you how i put swingers on the foreign and did me though
spill me?
yeah
[verse]
it was a ’17 maybach, all black, leather seats
fresh out a coupe shop, it cost me ’bout two hundred g’s
could’ve bought some forgiatos, but it came on twenty~threes
i’m the young n~gga ridin’ around the city in one of these
pillows in the backseat recline, this a cabin
only sit two people up in the back, it come with tablets
tv screens lavish, maybach when you turn it on
i can change my ambient lights in my cellphone
red, blue, or green
v12 enginе mean
refrigerator up in thе back to keep cold my lean
when i used to be a fiend
ridin’ down king
wrapped pink around my car ’cause i made millions off of queens
that’s what that double m stand for
i took off the twenty~threes and equipped glass fours
twenty~inch fifteens crawl down on hoes
i done turned it to the olympics, they gotta hurdle my foes
that’s for sure
i’m the first in the city to ride glass on a maybach
had the streets goin’ wild like mike billy way back
who? n~gga, mike jones
but the difference is, that was the cheapest car i own
see, i bought twelve more of them b~tches
i went mulsanne and then rolls on them b~tches
then i bought the sixty~five and threw fours on them b~tches
now that’s two cars glassy
sauce walka all through the streets splashy
drop the top on my car, i’m ashy
but my whips clean
these quarter million dollar cars on g15s
fours pokin’ out by the grills, lookin’ like lip rings
ogs think i’m trippin’ for real, but this was hawk’s dream
evolution, education, revolution
you think swingers wasn’t ‘posed to levitate, then you stupid
these exotic cars
exotic engines for exotic stars
takin’ b~tches on exotic trips for a ménage à trois
a the seawall, everybody wanna know who you are
when you a ghetto superstar, n~gga
you think if pat was alive, he wouldn’t drive new cars, n~gga?
you think he wouldn’t have giraffes in the garage, n~gga?
them ain’t ogs
back then, they was ridin’ in 83s
we also had in~dashes, not f~ckin’ touchscreens and bluetooth
no usbs, onstar, or google
stop actin’ like this whole world we live in ain’t new, fool
stop actin’ like the culture shouldn’t raise with the time
people wanna see ferraris on swings comin’ down
but the fours look cheap when they only on the fleek
the people from out of town can’t understand how we think
but it’s forgis on the rolls truck
n~gga only twenty~five, you in your slab and to him you like an old f~ck
really like an old duck with no luck
whole time you got more money than that n~gga, you really swoled up
you wanna show it
but you ain’t even ballin’ right and you ain’t even know it
put them swingers on that lambo’ truck and then explode it
put them swingers on that aston, no, go two~door it
watch they crew know it
’cause this ain’t no 1982 comin’ through
this a 2021 or 2022
i threw bape on my maybach, they knew i was the truth
i threw bape on the ’65, decapitated roof
the brains is loose
i bang the goose
the birds, n~gga
i was swingin’ 84s over curbs, n~gga
like i was tryna cut grass
my cars talk back to me now, i had a bus pass
the seats make the girls hop in, i call ’em touch ass
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