Released on June 16, 2007

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[Hook]

Hoops, cars, big trucks

We ride rims that keep spinning (uh huh)

We stay so fly bandanas and cush linen (uh huh)

Chain swing, pinky ring, diamond things we ain't playing (come on)

These are a few of are favorite things, yeah!


[Verse 1: Juelz Santana]

Now I get flyer then most do (yeah)

Higher den most do (yeah)

G4's or better how I fly through the coastal (yeah)

I'm live with the toast dude I'm liable to approach you

Like hi, then bye and I will just roast you

My dudes all the same here, we shoot off and bang here

Red dot your nose like you was Rudolph the Reindeer

I'm fast when I race cars, I smash and I scrape cars

Love candy paint, but still keep my factory paint job (yup yup yup)

I'm a mack and I play hard

Choose a bitch scoop a bitch then back to the playyard (yeah)

Like hey ya hey ma open ya mouth wide put your head down there

Respect me I'm a pimp 'round here

Our doors go up on our whips round here

Cause these are a few of are favorite things (yeah)

We drive


[Hook]

Hoops, cars, big trucks

We ride rims that keep spinning (uh huh)

We stay so fly bandanas and cush linen (uh huh)

Chain swing, pinky ring, diamond things we ain't playing (come on)

These are a few of are favorite things, yeah!


[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

Weezy fucking baby nigga

Pardon me I'm stunting, Tha Carter, yeah I'm young and

Audemars runnin off body temperatures look at you

Looking all shook up, I'm a fly nigga rock my chain when I cook up

Evisu getting took up, Cavallis in the cleaners

Pirellis on the Beamer, I swear that bitch hotter than the bullets in the Nina

You talking to a fever, nigga get your heat up

And I'm a dirty south boy, nigga get your teet up

I hit like Roy not Jones but Williams

Finding me a Kelly make some destiny children

The recipe is Cristal and sizzurp

Call that Crizzurp, get that from Killer

Cam that's my man, and Juelz that's my nigga

Dip-dipset Young Money where the dessert?

Nah where the desert?

It's right up in that May', bitch, under that Corinthian leather

Holla back, nigga


[Hook]

Hoops, cars, big trucks

We ride rims that keep spinning (uh huh)

We stay so fly bandanas and cush linen (uh huh)

Chain swing, pinky ring, diamond things we ain't playing (come on)

These are a few of are favorite things, yeah!


[Verse 3: Juelz Santana]

We riding big, yo (yeah), we driving big, yo, (yeah)

Stash box in the car we hiding big blow

Ask Joc (yeah yeah) even the kids know (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

That I'm the shit, yo (yeah)

I ride more chrome, I rock more stones

I got 4 scones, and I ain't talking cookies nigga

I'm talking cash that last ('til when?)

'Til the day that you pass

I'm talking true facts, I'm talking true stacks

Coupes black, coupes that come with the roof back

Chasing big dough (yeah) making big dough (yeah)

That what we live for, get a grip ho

That how we stroll down here, that's how we roll down here

Spectacular chrome down here, that's how it go down here

Cause these are a few of our favorite things


[Hook]

Hoops, cars, big trucks

We ride rims that keep spinning (uh huh)

We stay so fly bandanas and cush linen (uh huh)

Chain swing, pinky ring, diamond things we ain't playing (come on)

These are a few of are favorite things, yeah!