Turn Heads (Dem Franchize Boyz)

It be Young Lloyd and Dem Franchize Boyz We rippin' it hard in them old skool toyz Got my top down and my trunk out noise We turnin' heads now wen we turn em out Young Lloyd and Dem Franchize Boyz we rippin' it hard In them old skool toyz we turnin' heads She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet On 28's with the kandy paint Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates Yeah she can't wait My top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where to go I guess I pull up on strip and turn a couple heads A couple heads, turn a couple heads I'm in a 6 9 Chevy-verk tudahuk dunk Who we rhyme wit? Nigga who knows? Who I rhyme wit? Nigga two hoe's My girl got a girlfriend yeh I do the O's 28's on the wip verse Wen I hit the block I turn heads like they nigga here I'm still rolling and the niggas still cruizing Hoe's dun chose n hoe's still choosing She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet On 28's with the kandy paint Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates Yeah she can't wait My top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where to go I guess I pull up on the strip and turn a couple heads A couple heads, turn a couple heads I bet you turn heads wen u step out the pimpin' Like your main course and all you hear is cameras flickin' She ain't like a real nigga she dun' really like a square In the bed turnin' heads like a bottle o' jon She got a nift on and she keep her hair fixed 28 inches make it hard to stud a bitch She got a man but shawty want know She wana' fuck and really keep it on the low haha She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet On 28's with the kandy paint Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates Yeah she can't wait My top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where to go I guess I pull up on the strip and turn a couple heads A couple heads, turn a couple heads Women double take wen' they see me pushin' that foreign New skool' bubble but my old skool' colour orange Shoes from a distance wen' they see me cumin' up Old skool big block 28's mounted up Pull a stop arrh let the rim's spin Rim's spin so hard wheel 3 chicks in Yo we outi' 30 like were we goin'? On the E way destination unknown She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet On 28's with the kandy paint Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates Yeah she can't wait My top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where to go I guess I pull up on the strip and turn a couple heads A couple heads, turn a couple heads You can ride wit me shawtie no sense of direction Let me stick game to ya figure out your perfection Do you like the base knocking? Or the beat down low? Do you get real sloppy stroke, the meat real slow? Baby girl lemme know, so I know how to go I like it slow and sloppy I dun' told you once before Aye, make no mistakes, go on a dinner date Can't wait, can we get started on the interstate? She wanna kick it in my pimped out Chevrolet On 28's with the kandy paint Steady clippin' while I'm dippin' on the interstates Yeah she can't wait My top back with my beat down low Running round the city I don't know where to go I guess I pull up on the strip and turn a couple heads A couple heads, turn a couple heads All right Cos' all I need to know Is if your ridin' wit' me baby And anywhere we can go, my lady