I'mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I'mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I'mma show you,

I'mma show you how how to twerk the wheel
I'mma show you
I'mma show you how how to twerk the wheel

Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill
Swang, @@#! the wheel, hope my drink don't spill


I'mma show you how to twerk the wheel
Two fingers, bending corners, the block stand still
Cops on my heels but I'm beating down still

Chrome on my lap for these jackers out to kill
Feet size Shaquille, it's magic how the paint pop the grill
Pop the clutch and squeal, blades chop like Kill Bill


I'mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I'mma show you how to twerk the wheel

I'mma show you,
I'mma show you how how to twerk the wheel
I'mma show you

I'mma show you how how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill
Swang, @@#! the wheel, hope my drink don't spill


Grab my shells and roll up, triple stack my cups up
Jolly Ranchers and Xanax, my special potion cola

My seats feel like sofas, cup in my hand, no coasters
This drink don't spill, I'm focused
I sip up and I smoke up

All in one motion, doing 60 I'm floatin'
Elbow out the window, I'm gloatin'
Ridin' in slow motion, my new car look like my old on

Cherry red paint make the frame glow
Them gold flakes make it rainbow
When the sun hit it it shine from every angle

Furry red dice dangle from the rearview, a pimp's cathedral
Diamond in the back, the hard top is my halo
Let my sweet angel ride shotgun and chil


My music jam, I'm banging Screw
Shout-out to my Houston crew

Uncle Bun and Scarface the reason why my car laced
With a detachable alpine face, fifteens and loud bass
Had to listen to Screw, right?

First time I poured lean I had to use up two Sprites
I swear I drove like all night
Under that Houston star, lazy rest in peace to Pimp

And Big Moe, the Barre Baby, the Barre Baby, the Barre Baby

I'mma show you how to twerk the wheel

I'mma show you how to twerk the wheel
I'mma show you,
I'mma show you how how to twerk the wheel

I'mma show you
I'mma show you how how to twerk the wheel
Chrome on the feet, chrome pipes, chrome grill

Swang, @@#! the wheel, hope my drink don't spill

Glass 84s gleaming under my ride

A summertime vibe, it's 1995
Back when DJ Screw had the city slowed down
Three in the morning, drank was pouring out

Back to take you back to where you couldn't ride slab
'Cause the elbow killer comin', tippin' up the ave
And catch a ^!$$% slippin', then beat you for your %#@!

And put a bullet in your head, leavin' your people sick
That's why I be trippin' when I see them ridin' Vogues
I whisper to myself

Boy, these ^!$$%s don't know
Flaked out boat paint, they Hollywood hoppin'
With French antennas, the pop, doors poppin'

The eighteens speaking so it's no back seat
Got them big head rests, and one fat freak
That'll suck a ^!$$% dick off, a Southside thing

You can zig, zag and lace, but you ain't Southside,