My Sub (pt2: The Jackin') Lyrics - Big K.r.i.t.

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still live in my trunk and I could've take pop, my real cha chop on my bass line 

(Nigga wut?) 

Cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?) 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?) 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?) 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

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Yo cause I'm back again, old school and I'm backin' out 

Cause the boss still rep that, grip that 

Hit the bass and I'm actin' out 

On the after bath you stackin' clouds 

Shoppin' what they ask about 

In the parkin' lot deep when the whole world sleep 

All night in my seat 'til I'm passin' out 

Gotta keep my eyes open cause I hear that fire scopin' 

From the car with the pants off and the cha cha belt so I drive slowly 

Fuckin' bangin' a bad wood like a left shoe, with the lights, we go ten 

Stopped at the gas station for a package shift 

I found trinkets of purple mint just to freshen up 

Tried to say she can't afford 

But we gotta make a move cause it's after 2 

And her man is the type of bull, she fightin' 'I'm but I ain't though 

Now she wonder what she came for 

But I ain't trippin' no place, I ain't even gonna flip 

Over none a nigga bitch, move over to the next 

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I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still live in my trunk and I could've take pop, my real cha chop on my bass line 

(Nigga wut?) 

Cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?) 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?) 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?) 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I still got my sub hoe 

Jammin' on that drawer flow 

King Kong's in my trunk, in a fight with thumb, better lick my sore throat 

Shorty in the front seat but see that can't hide full 

She ain't worried 'bout her man no more 

Hell, hell not a jiddy hoe that may never slam no doors 

I thought I saw some light but I'm trippin' 

I got a birthday riffle, I miss it 

I hear the super 8 cause she super late and she know the way and I did 

All in my view, have no feel, says she wanna fuck with me 

Well, I told 'er that's all good while she broke my wood but a pimp don't fuck her booty 

She left to answer her phone, I swear it's 3 in the morn' 

Like who could that be, she looked at me like he won't leave me alone 

But it's a damn shame, he don't know my name and I ain't got no time to choke throats 

At least just get in room and do what we do and be about your thing until 4 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still got my sub hoe (hoe) 

I still live in my trunk and I could've take pop, my real cha chop on my bass line 

(Nigga wut?) 

Cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?) 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?) 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I'm gonna cut up my vein, gotta shook up my stars (Nigga wut?) 

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars) 

I still got my sub hoe 

Yo Shawty, just lock my door and get out 

Alright baby, I got you 

Aye Wally, what's good boy? 

You always on your phone 

Boy, I'm at this Super 8 right across the street from where you live at boy 

That's what it is man 

Yeah man, this shit bout to go down man, shawty bad as fuck 

Aye man, Just be careful out there man 

Yea I'm play it same man, Don't worry bout it man. For real, I got you. Aye aye hold on 

Boom, motherfucker 

I thought ya'll said ya'll wasn't gone hurt him 

Bitch, shut the fuck up 

Open the trunk. Let's get this motherfucker sub 

Last night my DJ saved my life 

Last night my DJ saved my life 

Last night my DJ saved my life 

Last night my DJ saved my life 

My life, my life