In da Wind (Ride Out Mix)

Lyrics

[Intro] ("Come on, go on and get down") ("Come on, go on and get down") ("Get down, get down, get down, get down") [Chorus: Singer, Trick Daddy] Drop the top and let the sunshine in (True sermon) Slip-n-Slide and we at it again (Buddy Roe) T-double-D and a couple of friends (They say tell the truth, shame the devil) It's quite alright, put that 'dro in the wind (Thank God for the thugs, too) Put that 'dro in the wind [Verse 1: Trick Daddy, CeeLo Green] See, I'm a ol' sneaky, ol' freaky, ol' geechy-ass nigga Collard green, neckbone-eatin'-ass nigga Always wearin' my jeans baggy saggy You know Florida, Georgia, South Cakalaky Growed up eatin' spam sandwich up Sugar water and mayonnaise sandwich Shared a room with 'bout four mo' brothers With one home phone, wasn't no mo' covers A little bad motherfucker (Uh-huh) Always rude and always in trouble None of my teachers ain't like me (Uh-huh) What make it so bad, Pearl had seven mo' like me If you growed up the way I did You gotsta understand, Trick love the kids (Ooh) Trick love the kids [Chorus: Singer] Drop the top and let the sunshine in Slip-n-Slide and we at it again T-double-D and a couple of friends It's quite alright, put that 'dro in the wind Put that 'dro in the wind [Verse 2: Trick Daddy] Copped me a seven-tre Chevy, put dubs on that bitch (Uh-huh) Candy apple green, niggas lovin' this shit (Lovin' this shit) And when I'm in it, I'll act a fool You don't like how I'm livin'? Bitch, fuck you (Uh-huh) That's right I'm a rude-ass nigga Quick to do you, cut a fool-ass nigga Weighin' at 'bout a buck six-five And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy gets live (That's right) You know legs, wings, and short thighs (Short thighs) Eat 'em up, beat 'em up, then switch sides [Verse 3: Cee-Lo Green, Trick Daddy] An encore, workin' Sean John velour to the floor He rather injure with the loaded .4-4 Be sure and acquire more 'fore you fuck with mine Disrespect; I'll disconnect your line With a sick SWAT, when shit's hot, you get shot The fire, the fury, you fuck with it not The style and the grace, stay out my space and my face 'Fore me and my ace'll lay down the whole place Recognize, wish your could verbalize Surprise, fuckin' with me wrong ain't wise, nigga Hoes, clothes, shows, Vogues, golds Big ol' bankrolls, that's all a nigga know Throw your elbows, I'm sicker than I suppose Hoes done chose, 'cause my jewelry froze You know how it goes, these young niggas don't want it like this Go off and get the gat, silence the chit-chat, blast So pass, outlast, 'bout cash Mo' sicky, talk tricky to the trick like trash Lo realer, a go-rilla, flow for mo' scrilla Come clean, lookin' mean, but you ain't no killa (Ooh) (Trick love the kids) [Chorus: Singer] Drop the top and let the sunshine in Slip-n-Slide and we at it again T-double-D and a couple of friends It's quite alright, put that 'dro in the wind Put that 'dro in the wind [Verse 4: Big Boi, CeeLo Green, Trick Daddy] Look now beyond the rims and all the 'dro The 'dro and all the smoke, my throat, it makes me choke Like a serial killer was squeezin' on my throat box In the clutches of danger but not a stranger on the block Is the chiefery, reefer be blowin' my chest up Be riding from the club trying my best not to mess up A professor of this lyrical thang, I'll take the purist strain Of this slang and inject it into your veins Did your heart stop, mayne? Drop-top fade Aviator shades with a mirror front face Movin' through the dirty at a slow pimp's pace Kinda like the turtle and the rabbit in the race To the finish line, I jumped a pair of Reeboks So bright, so fresh, snow white but no socks Then I slip on some of that O with the wings I bust it straight out the pack like a three-piece prophylactic Before you splack it, you gotta prepare it and mack it Wear your jacket or it's tragic Not intended for any illegal purposes Like anthrax and small pox in surplus to murder us, yeah (Ooh) (Trick love the kids) (Ooh) (Trick love the kids) [Chorus: Singer] Drop the top and let the sunshine in Slip-n-Slide and we at it again T-double-D and a couple of friends It's quite alright, put that 'dro in the wind Put that 'dro in the wind