[Chorus:]
I'm Coming Down
wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain, blown out leather frame($#&@ what these hoes think)I'm Coming Down

wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain, blown out leather frame($#&@ what these hoes think)

[Big Kuntry:]

I'm coming down in an old school candy look quite excellent,(*##$es stop & stare like they possess by the exorcist, If i let them in i bet they never wanna exit it, They see the rainbow or the skittles rollin on them peppermints, I got them higher than the lead singer from the Parliaments, Skating in a montser ride, muscle cars imasculine Hoes dont fall in my lap my pimpin aint no accident they ask for this, when they glue they eyes to the limo tint, I'm on the highway dippin in a 7 Michael Vickin it, Nearly ridin swervin and yo car I'm barely missin it, Turning up that Issac Hayes, smoking on that purple haze so foggy up in the ride can't see if its night or day, Around the way (*##$es fiddle and feel between each other's leg, gripple, nibble on nipples as they stroke each other hair and face Hotel I'm on my way, $#&@ face is what we exchange just another episode of the heavy chevy mane

[Chorus:]repeat 4x

I'm Coming Down
wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain, blown out leather frame($#&@ what these hoes think)I'm Coming Down
wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain, blown out leather frame($#&@ what these hoes think)


[C-Rod:]
I'm coming down blowin swisher sweets, '91 lac with the wood n the beat,20 inch Daytons but on the tip of my feet, And the big .44 with the scope and the beam, mix the dro with the lean, put ya hoe on them beams, Pull up on the scene bein down with the king, All the hoes chose if you know what i mean, cause the mug so mean and the paint so clean, Wanna join the team? You should kno bout me Hoes come last aint no worry bout me, See this candy fleet with these clown feet, it be drippin paitn all across the street, I leave a trail everywhere I go they can tell it's me buy the smell of the smoke, Comin down yea it's Simpson Rd. You can see me shining from a distance hoe

[T.I.:]
Enechevelle super spoke with the four 54's, sittin twenty touch inches up off of the floor, my tires burn rubber whether they stop or they go, hit the gas & the pipe start hollerin at hoes, Lookin at my leather seats like watchin it snow,Tell a hoe to wash ha hand fa she open the door, You use to deal with them lames but I'm the opposite though, Still her baby momma think I've been to college before, Sunny Days in the A you be seein them, on chrome with Dro KT and them, six chevys in a row wet pain up high that must be the P$C and them, You kno T.I., Dolla D P and them, Mac, AK, Kuntry, C and them, Far away from Atlanta hoping out of a Phantom with Puff, Nelly, Pharrell, Jay-Z and them


[Chorus:] repeat 4x
I'm Coming Down
wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain, blown out leather frame($#&@ what these hoes think)I'm Coming Down

wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain, blown out leather frame($#&@ what these hoes think)

[Mac Boney:]

I'm Coming down like an avalanche, riding in an avalanche, Hoes dropping it off giving it up so they can have a chance, Becoming a new, who would've knew, I'm switching my paint out from cherry to blue, ^!$$%z from here gone do what we do twenty six tall or a shirt twenty two, My chevy's electric shawty don't test it, Think about all of the bread I've invested, Audio Video engine suspension, Buckets of paint just to keep women looking, I'm flicking a right swingin a left, Beatin the block down all by myself, Drinkin alone smoking alone, not on the phone just rolling along, I'm singing my song "Give Me That #~!!@" I think it was made by Webbie or Boosie, chopin the block touch the blue on my rims, don't be touchin my radio touch on my dick, You say that you want it girl act like it then my rims ain't spin that %#@! played out,cather seats and a fleet yea that thang layed out, no tint on the window cause that thang stay out, plus command no hands you ain't feelin' what I'm sayin, I can roll up a blunt and rub on that $$#, And it hurt so bad cause you already know, I'm foreal bout the cars and the money and the hoes, When ya boi I'm low in the cut tryna score, Ain't no tellin why you watchin tryna creep where I go, And I creep real slow sittin tall in the lac, get your hoes out ya car make em ride with a Mack

[Chorus:] repeat 4x

I'm Coming Down
wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain, blown out leather frame($#&@ what these hoes think)I'm Coming Down
wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain, blown out leather frame($#&@ what these hoes think)

*beat plays until fade out*