Coming Down

[Chorus: Big Kuntry King] I'm coming down, ay, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, nigga, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, ay, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying [Verse 1: Big Kuntry King] I'm coming down in the old school, candy look quite exelant Bitches stop and stare like they possessed by the exersist If I let them in, I bet they never wanna exit it They see the rival of the skidem, rollin' on them peppermints I got them higher than the lead singer from The Parliaments Skatin' in the monster ride, muscle car so masculan Hoes don't fall in my lap, my pimpin ain't no accsedent They ask for this, when the blue their eyes to the limo tip I'm on the highway dippin' in a 7 Michael Vick ini I'm in a ridin', swervin' in your car, I'm bairly missing it Turning up that Isaac Haze, smoking on that purple haze So foggy up in the ride, can't even see if it's night or day But right away, bitches feel of bill between each other lays Nipple, nipple, nipples as they stroke each other handface Hotel I'm on my way, fuck faces what we exchange Just another episode of the Heavy Chevy, mane [Chorus: Big Kuntry King] I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying [Verse 2: C-Rod] I'm coming down, blowing swisher sweet, 91 'Lac with the wood in the bee 20 inch Daytons bull a tip of my feet and a big 44 with a scope and a beam Mix the dro with the lean, put your hoe on the Benz, pull up on the scene, being down with the king I owe the hoe's juice, if you know what I mean, cause the mug so mean and the paint so clean Only joined the team, you should 'bout me, hoes come last and they worry 'bout me You see this candy Fleet with these clown feet, it be drippin' paint all across the street I leave the trill everywhere I go, they can tell it's me by the smell of the smoke Coming down to the Simpson Road, see me shinin' from a distance, hoe [Verse 3: T.I.] Come on Is this Chevelle Super Sport with the 454's, you see a 22 inches slip up out off the floor And my tires burn rubber when I stop it and go, hit the gas and my pie style hotter than hoes Looking under leather seats like watching a snow, tell a hoe to wash her hands 'fore she open the door You used to dealing with them lames, but I'm the opposite though, still I makin' mama take up in the college before 7 days in the A you can seeing them, on chrome with Dro, K.T. and them 6 Chevys in a row, wet paint up high, that must be the PSC and them You know T.I., Dolla DP and them, Mac, AK, Kuntry, C and them Far away from Atlanta, hoppin' out of the Phantom, Puff, Nelly, Pharrell, Jay-Z and them [Chorus: Big Kuntry King] I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying [Verse 4: Mac Boney] I'm coming down like an avalanche, ridin' in the Avalanche Hoes dropping it off, give it up, so they can have a chance Speedometer lute, who would've knew?, I'm switching my paint out from cherry to blue Niggas from here gon' do what we do, 26 tall or a short 22 My Chevy's a legend, shawty, don't test it, think about all of them bread I invested Audio, video, engine suspension, buckin' so paint just to keep women looking I'm hookin' the right, swangin' the left, beatin' the block down all by myself Drinkin' alone, smokin' alone, dare on the phone, just rollin' alone And I'm singin' my song, "Give me that pussy", I think it was made by Webbie and Boosie Choppin' the block, touch a blue on my rims, don't be touch on my radio, touch on my dick You say that you want it, go act like it then, my rims ain't spinnin', that shit played out Cap a seats in the Fleet, man, that thang layed out, no tech on that wanna could've thang stay out What's command no hands, you ain't feeling what I'm saying, I can roll up the blunt and rub on that ass And it hurts so bad, cause you already know, I'm for real 'bout the cars and the money and the hoes When you see me bottom low in the cut tryna score, ain't no tellin' who be watchin' trynna peep wallow And I creep real slow, sittin' tall in the 'Lac, get your hoes out the car, make 'em ride with a Mac [Chorus: Big Kuntry King] I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying I'm coming down, wet paint, on them thangs, wood grain Low down leather frame, fuck what these hoes saying