Don't Touch My Truck

You can drink my liquor
You can call my lady
You can take my money
You can smoke my blunt
Scuff these Jordan's
You can say you hate me
You can call me crazy but

Don't touch my truck
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Don't touch my truck (yeah)
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Don't touch touch my

V8 danger with the wind, all tinted
Though we came from the bottom, got it out the mud
Whole block jumping, 'cause the subs stay hitting
If they roll up on me
No I keep one tucked

Tell 'em boys come get me
I'll be ridin' through the city
Young, rich, and I'm pretty
Homie don't get it twisted
Keep a semi in the hemi
Red cup full of Henny
My hitters coming plenty for real

You can drink my liquor
You can call my lady
You can take my money
You can smoke my blunt
Scuff these Jordan's
You can say you hate me
You can call me crazy but

Don't touch my truck
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Don't touch my truck (yeah)
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Don't touch touch my

Wood grain dash with the matte black finish
And it match my shawty with the big 'ol butt
Know them boys soft 'cause they got hard feelings
You can try me if you wanna go and test your luck

Tell 'em boys come get me
I'll be ridin' through the city
Young, rich, and I'm pretty
Homie don't get it twisted
Keeps it in the hemi
Red cup full of Henny
My hitters coming plenty for real

You can drink my liquor
You can call my lady
You can take my money
You can smoke my blunt
Scuff these Jordan's
You can say you hate me
You can call me crazy but

Don't touch my truck
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Don't touch my truck
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Screw you, ooh-ooh
Don't touch touch my truck

(Woo-oh, woo-oh, woo-oh)
Don't touch my truck (woo-oh)
Don't touch my truck



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Steele, R Anthony Smith, Bobby Terry, Al Anderson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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