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[Verse 1] [Am]My h[A]ooptie rolli[Am]n', [A]tailpipe draggin' Heat don't work an' my [Am]girl keeps naggin' Six- nine [A]Buick, deuce keeps [Am]rollin' [A]One hubcap 'cause three got [Am]stolen [A]Bumper shook loose, chrome keeps scrapin' Mis- matched tires, and my white walls [Am]flakin' Hit mickey- d's, Maharaji starts to bug He [A]ate a quarter- pounder, threw the pickles on my [Am]rug Runnin', [A]movin' tabs expired Girlies tryin' to dis 'n say my [Am]car looks tired [A]Hit my brakes, out slid [Am]skittles [A]Tinted back window with a bubble in the [Am]middle [A]Who's car is it? Posse won't say We all play it off when you [Am]look our way [A]Rollin' four deep, tires [Am]smoke up the block Gotta [A]roll this bucket, 'cause my Benz is in the [Am]shop [Verse 2] [A]My [Am]hoop[A]tie - my hooptie [Verse 3] Four door nightmare, trunk locks' stuck [A]Big dice on the mirror, [Am]grill like a truck [A]Lifters tickin', [Am]accelerator's [A]stickin' Somethin' on my left front wheel keeps clickin' Picked up the girlies, now we're eight [Am]deep [Verse 4] [A]Cars barely movin', but now we got [Am]heat [A]Made a left turn as I [Am]watched in fright [A]My ex- girlfriend shot out my headlight She was standin', in the road, so I smashed her [Am]toes [A]Mashed my pedal, boom, down she goes Law ain't lyin', [Am]long hairs flyin' We [A]flipped the skeez off, dumb girl starts cryin' Baby called the cops, now I'm gettin' nervous The cops see a beeper and the suckers might serve us Hit a side street and [Am]what did we find? Some [A]young punk, droppin' me a flip off sign Put the deuce in reverse, and started to curse Another sucker on the south side about to get hurt Homey got scared, so I got on Yeah my group got paid, but my groups still strong Posse moved north, headin for the CD Ridin' real fast so the cops don't [Am]see me [A]Mis- matched tires got my [Am]boys uptight [A]Two Vogues on the left, Uniroyal on the [Am]right [A]Hooptie bouncin', runnin' on leaded This is what I sport when you call me big- [Am]headed I [A]pot- hole crusher, [Am]red light rusher [A]Musher of a brother 'cause I'm plowin' over [C]suckers [Verse 5] [A]In a hooptie [Verse 6] It's a three- ton monster, econo- box stomper Snatch your girly, if you don't I'll romp 'er Dinosaur rush, lookin' like Shaft Some get bold, but some get smashed Cops say the car smokes, but I won't listen It's a six- nine deuce, so the hell with emissions Rollin' in Tacoma, I could get burned (Sound of automatic gunfire) Betta [E]make a you- [A]turn Spotted this freak with immense pos[Am]terior Try[A]in' to roll smooth through the Hilltop area Brother start lettin' off, kickin' that racket Thinkin' I'm a rock star, slingin' them packets I ain't wit' dat, so I smooth [Am]eject [A]Hit I- 5 with the dope cassette Playin' that tough crew hardcore [Am]dope[A] The tape deck broke Damn what's next, brothers in Goretex Tryin' to find a spot where we could hunt for [Am]sex [A]Found a little club called the N- see- O Military, competition. You know. [Am]I ain'[A]t really fazed, 'cause I pop much [Am]game [A]Rolled up tough, 'cause I [Am]got much fame "How ya doin' [A]baby, my name is Mixalot" "Mixalot got a Benz boy, quit smokin' that rock" Ooooh, I got dissed. But it ain't no thing Runnin' that game with the home made slang Baby got ished, Bremelo gip. Keep laughin' at the car and you [E]might get [A]clipped [Verse 7] [Am]By a[A] [E] [A]hooptie [Verse 8] Runnin' outta gas, stuck in [A]traffic Far left lane, throwin' [Am]up much static [A]Input, output, carbeurator fulla soot "Whatcha want me to do Mix?" Push freak, [Am]push Sput[A]ter, sputter [Am]rollin' over gutters [A]Cars dip low with [Am]hard core brothers [A]Tank on E, pulled into [Am]Arco [A]Cops on tip for Columbian [C]cargo [A]We fit a stereotype, that's what he said Big long car, four big black heads Cops keep jockin', grabbin' like 'gators 'Bout stereotypes, I'm lookin' nuthin' like Noriega Cop took my wallet, looked at my license His partner said "Damn, they all look like [A]Tyson" Yes, I'm legit, so they gotta let me go This bucket ain't rollin' in snow [Am]It's [Verse 9] [A][Am][A][Am] [Outro 1] [A]my hooptie [Am][A] [A][Am] [A]
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