Propane Lyrics - Devin The Dude

[Intro: Rittz] 

Riding in my Caddy 

Yellow bottle on my gold things 

Speakers in the trunk 

The neighbors screaming causing road rage 

And you know that I'm 

Too busy to be bothered 

I don't answer when my phone rings 

Making money in the music business 

Like I'm in the dope game 

Like somebody came and lit the propane 

Oh bang 

[Hook 1: Rittz] 

Riding in my Chevy Monte Carlo on them chrome things 

Speakers in the trunk 

The neighbors screaming causing road rage 

And you know that I'm (Ya-uh-ya, ya-uh yeah!) 

Too busy to be bothered 

Rolling up and blowing smoke rings 

Making money in the music business 

Like I'm in the dope game 

Like somebody came and lit the propane 

I'm on fire 

Like I'm reunited with an old flame 

I'm on fire (Yeah!) 

Like somebody came and lit the propane 

I'm on fire 

Like I'm reunited with an old flame 

I'm on fire (Yeah!) 

I'm on fire 

[Verse 1: Rittz] 

Rittz up in this bitch 

[?] made me classy 

Driving that classic Cadillac 

I fashion it in traffic 

Bout' to drop a classic album 

Here's a classic song to match it 

Jordans on my feet 

I hit the gas and then I pass them 

Smell the weed I'm chiefing 

Had to crack the window gasping 

Cussing out my homie 

Cuz' he's ashing on the missus in the back 

I said you pushin it 

You almost burned a hole 

Right through the cushions in my pillow seats 

They padded like a mattress 

Million dollar motif 

Call me Jonny Global 

Funny I remember how it felt when I was local 

Now we travel coast to coast 

Spanish bitches holler "Hola!" 

When I'm in my Arizona Home 

It's candy coated [?] 

When you ride in chrome or solid gold 

You gotta show it 

In my Monte Carlo 

Bout' to valet park it up at [?] 

Haters they can hate 

But they can't take away my mojo 

I took my lady home 

I hit the club and rolled up solo 

When I'm 

[Hook 2: Rittz] 

Riding in my Chevy Monte Carlo on them chrome things 

Speakers in the trunk 

The neighbors screaming causing road rage 

And you know that I'm 

Too busy to be bothered 

Rolling up and blowing smoke rings 

Making money in the music business 

Like I'm in the dope game 

Like somebody came and lit the propane 

I'm on fire 

[Verse 2: MJG] 

On [?] I'm M-J-G 

I thought I told you serious 

Not a joke 

A real juicy pussy 

Poke her, I 

Fifty-five driver 

Never in a disguise, a 

Real nigga for real 

90's era survivor 

Keep hoes hoeing 

As long as the wind blowing 

As long as the friends going 

That's how you get ten going 

That's multiplication and communication at its best 

Power and pimpin 

My manipulation is the test 

For all of the ones who think they are the greatest 

Their popularity is sinking 

Cuz' there you go again thinking 

Now I done told y'all niggas 

Wanting to be the best 

You gotta learn from the best 

Cuz' we invented the rest 

Yeah me and my O-G's 

The Run D-M-C's 

He P-M-D's 

Rakim's and Eric B.'s 

The Geto Boys 

The Bun B's and the Pimp C's 

You might [?] a trick 

But you can't charge these 

[Verse 3: Devin The Dude] 

I'm gone like a drone 

High in the sky 

I'm behind the wheel 

But I feel like I fly 

Pulling up chromey 

Got some cookies on me 

Continue to keep cool with cops all around me 

It's hot as Tabasco 

Press on the gas slow 

Blew at an ugly bitch 

She had a whole bunch of ass though 

Creeping, bending corners 

Like I did in nine-six 

$1.50 a gallon for gas 

Used to be higher'n a bitch 

Ride all day 

Smoke all night 

And play some funky music I hope y'all like 

In the hood all good 

Kenwood with the woofers 

Pulling up on d-boys, thugs, pimps, and hookers 

Look at D is what they say 

When they see me 

When I be coasting 

They be asking me for weed 

Because they know that I be smoking 

Every day, all day 

Nigga 24/7 

I give them a hit then split 

They be like "Give me more, Devin" 

But I'm 

[Hook 3: Rittz] 

Riding in my Chevy Monte Carlo on them chrome things 

Speakers in the trunk 

The neighbors screaming causing road rage 

And you know that I'm 

Too busy to be bothered 

Rolling up and blowing smoke rings 

Making money in the music business 

Like I'm in the dope game 

Like somebody came and lit the propane 

I'm on fire 

Like I'm reunited with an old flame 

I'm on fire 

Like somebody came and lit the propane 

I'm on fire 

Like I'm reunited with an old flame 

I'm on fire 

I'm on fire 

(Ya-uh-ya, ya-uh yeah!) 

[Outro] 

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