[Lyric] Rollin On Them Thangs (Pimpsta)

[1st Verse: Pimpsta]

It's Sunday mornin', and i'm about to wash my car
I'm going to church, afterwards i'm going to the park
The park is where the freezer at, and 'em gangstas roll the Regals
And Pimps rollin in Cadillacs
And the misters with the ?
And the Vatos from the west, i flex to trip on gold thangs
And i'm rollin in my 6-4 plush, my batteries gettin' weak, hit my switches too much (damn)
And then i see my homie Chris Mack, 5.07 on gold thangs, so he stay strapped
And the cops won't let you have no fun, run your lights and plates through and openin' doors, a warrant for you
But i don't even sweat that, lock me up for unpaid tickets, next sunday i'm coming right back
And they say it's a shame, but damn it feels good, rollin' on thangs

[Chorus: DJ Curly]

Rollin' on them thangs
Rollin' on them thangs
See a brother rollin' through the hood
You see a brother rollin, it damn sure feels good
Yeah
Rollin' on them thangs
Rollin', you see a brother rollin'
Rollin' yeah, rollin' rollin' on them thangs

[2nd Verse: Pimpsta]

Now if you're on thangs you'd better stay strapped
Some brother might jack you because he need sum' for his cadillac
And your mama would not understand, how a pair of rims
Can take the life of a young man
I see Daytons on Pintos, and old Volkswagens
With several broken windows
Because, brothers don't care, what they put 'em on
As long as they're fresh Daytons, dead they're settin' on
And jacking is getting strong, so don't let that red light, hold you up too long hom' (fool)
We'd read about you the next day
They won't shut on TV news
They want the white folks afraid
And they say it's a shame, but damn it feels good, rollin' on thangs

[Bridge]

There's gonna be a jack, so i've got to watch my back but i'm fine


[Chorus: DJ Curly]

Rollin' on them thangs
Rollin' on them thangs
See a brother rollin' through the hood
You see a brother rollin, it damn sure feels good
Yeah
Rollin' on them thangs
Rollin', you see a brother rollin'
Rollin' yeah, rollin' rollin' on them thangs

[3rd Verse: Pimpsta]

Now if you got jacked for your rims
You might see 'em rollin' through the park
But you can't tell, 'cause they done change your knock-offs
And if you see 'em, i hope you pack your steel
'Cause most brothers that jack, got 187 skills
And some wonder if it's worth it
But Daytons on any ride, just seem so perfect
They call while you're rollin with your clean spokes
You get stared at by the police, and mean white folks
But you just laugh and keep on grinnin'
While the knock offs in your daytons, just keeps on spinning
And they say it's a shame, but damn it feels good, rollin' on thangs


[Chorus: DJ Curly]

Rollin' on them thangs
Rollin' on them thangs
See a brother rollin' through the hood
You see a brother rollin, it damn sure feels good
Yeah
Rollin' on them thangs
Rollin', you see a brother rollin'
Rollin' yeah, rollin' rollin' on them thangs