20 On Cars 26 On Trucks Lyrics - Master P

Chill 

(Chorus 2x) 

We ridin 20s on the cars and 26s on the trucks 

And everybody diggin us it aint no limit to the bucks 

We makin noise in the game to let em know we comin up 

And haters movin out the way they know they dont wanna play wit us 

(/Chorus) 

(Verse 1) 

We ridin (Chill) how I spit em man 

Pockets holdin 50 gram 

Ridin big body Impala man me and my partners man 

20 inch rims keep em spinnin like a ceilin fan 

Haters gold tending tryin to get me out my figures man 

But they cant get the man(no) cant hit the man(no) 

Even them NBA dudes cant stick the man 

Women crowd around me paparazzi takin pictures man 

Catch me on the line at 3-1-0 Im fixin to get em man 

Curren$y got plenty money to stack up 

Play with me or my crew and we'll be pickin them gats up 

And plenty burners too in case you dudes wanna act up 

And have you on yo cellie callin homies for back up 

And I dont think you really want it to come this 

Something for that growl whodi you betta shut ya trap 

But I aint really comin huntin for no drama 

I just wana hit the club and leave with yo baby mama 

(/Verse 1) 

**Chorus** 

(Verse 2) 

We ridin 20s on the Bentley 26s on the Lac truck 

If the cop will stop me Im probly gone get hacked up 

'cause Im underage but never underpaid 

Im makin maximum wages richie rich I got it made 

They call me Romeo big game plenty dough 

You cant hold me so let me go I got talent and thats for show 

Ask about the kid and they'll tell you that dude can flow 

And when Im done with school I be hoopin up in the pros Whoa 

No Limit boys we big rimmin our cars up 

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Tearin malls up spendin thousands at Toys R Us 

Nobody else whos in the game go as hard as us 

Theres noone as large as us, you dont wanna start with us 

I know more about kids than grown women 

Every week they watchin my show on television 

They gotta love me they know the boys winnin 

The girlies keep grinnin my rims they keep spinnin 

(/Verse 2) 

**Chorus** 

(Verse 3) 

Im a tell ya like this keep ya eyes on your chick 

'cause her eyes on my wrist and these boys that Im with 

The girls like me whodi I dont blame em 

Im in the Guiness Book of Records for the richest entertainer 

Call me the ghetto Bill Gates 'cause the system cant change us 

Had money and cars way before I was famous 

Im in the pros but I could buy the the team 

I got two made buys one blue the other green 

If it aint ridin spinnas then you know I cant roll it 

And if I had it over a month then I let my cousin hold it 

Im the first one on Cribs with a house with gold ceilings 

Gotta truck load of Bentleys 'cause thats how Im livin 

In the winter pull the trucks out 

The summer its the drop top 

P Miller on my clothes (whoa) got a million in the watch 

Hey move out the way Im ready to cause havoc 

Me and my soldiers be ballin why must be yo actin 

I leave cats distractin stickin like magnets 

Im the shorty from the Phillipines the main attraction 

Rollin up in fly whips switchin every other day 

No Limit girls ball like the WNBA 

(/Verse3) 

**Chorus** 

We ridin chill 

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