Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, & Regals, man   To Surburbans, Expeditions, with the T.V.'s playin'   Cutlass, Monte Carlo's, & Regals, man   To Surburbans, Expeditions, with the T.V.'s playin'      {Manny Fresh}   In 1988, when my grandfather passed   He left me a Monte Carlo and a large amount of cash   It was, bubble gum blue with the leather plush seats   And I just can't thank you enough for all the stuff that you done, G   See my grandmother told me take care of the ride   And always do your best to keep it clean inside   So I just past the go and get the candy paint   Leather white, outta sight, that made the girls faint   See my partner, Eric, he got stereos   And my partner, Steve got true and bolds   And my dog, Black got european fronts   And this nigga named Duke hook up all the humps   I had a illegal Regal and it was so tight   And if ya touch it then a whole civil war was gon' rise   So I just count my blessings and I thank the lord   For ghetto cars and these broads when times was so hard   My grandfather lookin' and I'm ridin' straight   Man, I got the Suburban swervin' with the 4 T.V.'s playin'      ::Chorus::LyricsCafe.com::      {Lil' Wayne}   Hail baby, Cardion and the Kompressor   20 inch cyl-inders on the Lexus   Hummer got sound that'll blow your eardrums   Lotus with 4 pipes nigga, listen   I ride Q5 on factory   It don't matter, your ol' lady still after me   My name gon' rang all over, dawg   Cause I got 6 ties on the Range Rover, dawg   Buy a nickel, baby, wha? Live on chrome   Buy a nickel, baby, he get his shine on   But, hold up, when I pass in the stretch   They {huffs 3x} gotta catch they breath   Fresh law, girl, weed hotter than a kitchen   In a big Bourbon, VCR's, television   El Camino's, twistin' on bees   '87 Regals, Impala's, Cherokee's   Expeditions, Benzes, Navigator, Humvee's   What dawg? Cut dawg, on 17's   Woood grain, 15 double o   Me and Rabid on momos, lord, bless his soul   Now we ridin' up the block, the Caravan   Expeditions and Surburbans with the T.V.'s playin'      ::Chorus::LyricsCafe.com::      {Baby}   Fuckin' right, I used to play in MCT's   Nowadays, Playboys ridin' Benzes   Back in '87, Maniac mixed tapes   Soniac Park, everyday, Super Sunday   My homeboy Fresh, done changed the rims   He gotta satellite on top to talk to out of state friends   '88 was my year, 14 with 12 G's   Monte Carlo's ridin' on 18's   It's '98 and I done flipped the script   Thangs that changed, Baby gotta lotta shit      {Juvenile}   I ain't gotta lie, nigga like me was ridin' the bus   I been to the guy with CMR-ah   A nigga was catchin' the cut   Them bitches, they won't holla   Them niggas, they mo' holla   Got all the empower from people I get showered   The woman on the porch sayin', Ain't that go Wayne, boy?   That boy be on T.V. too, ain't that the same boy?"   Yeah