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Hot Wheels Lyrics - Fuck Da City Up - T.i.

TP: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey 

YD: Okay. Aye they ain't gon like this shit right here 

TP: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa 

YD: Aye Tip, check this out, aye, push it. Travis Porter what's hannin', push it! 

 

I'm in at Hot Wheel and I'm driving real fast 

And I'm smashing on the gas, I'm tryna do the dash 

Hot Wheel: got 200 on the dash 

Man I'm driving real fast, I'm tryna do the dash 

Push it! (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) 

Push it! (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) 

 

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I'm in a hot wheel til I light this here 

Tap my bitch she switch my gear 

Diamond shining they all clear 

PHMG they all here 

Tattoos they all over me 

She see me kissin all on my tip 

He say I'm a rookie nigga, I been doing it for years 

Better take a look at me, better check my booking fee 

I been cooking shit off in the kitchen but I ain't Lil' B 

Pull up in a Hot Wheel, bitch need a green card 

All-red candy paint, nigga this your dream car 

 

I'm that muthafuckin nigga all the bitches scheme for 

When she with me, she be hoping all her girlfriends seen her 

She suck a dick so good, but why you think she on my team for 

I got her dancing slow, in slow mo like she on lean or something 

Smoking on that dro, got that ho drinking semen 

Hear me coming down the street: 'Rari, screaming 

Pinky ring doing numbers, shining, blinging 

Ink all on my body and I'm hotter than a demon 

 

I'm in at Hot Wheel and I'm driving real fast 

And I'm smashing on the gas, I'm tryna do the dash 

Hot Wheel: got 200 on the dash 

Man I'm driving real fast, I'm tryna do the dash 

Push it! (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) 

Push it! (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) 

 

Hold on let me rip this ho 

Car so fast I flipped that ho 

Tell them boys don't play with Dro 

Pause that bitch, skip that ho 

Black coat let my coupe in here 

Decapitate my roof in here 

The reason why they ask for Dro cuz they wanted the truth in here 

Just like Star, I'm rockin ya? I'm poppin ya 

I knew something was fishy going on like tilapia 

You ain't fuckin with pimpin though 

My wrist blow up like indigo 

 

I like a model bitch but I would rather Oprah Winfrey though 

The richest bitch up in this bitch 

My paint flop and then flip in this 

My Glock it got a clip in it 

My car so wet it's drippin shit 

They copy me like Kinko do 

Diamond chain, one pink one blue 

Car so fast, my speakers on blast 

Don't race me boy, I'm shittin on you 

Hold up they can't take this shit 

I spaz out with no brakes and shit 

I'm Bosco with this cake and shit 

Congo dro, ape and shit 

I saw yo broad and took that bitch 

Wassup with all that liquor shit? 

You see these horses on my car 

'Rari bitch I'm pushin it 

 

I'm in at Hot Wheel and I'm driving real fast 

And I'm smashing on the gas, I'm tryna do the dash 

Hot Wheel: got 200 on the dash 

Man I'm driving real fast, I'm tryna do the dash 

Push it! (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) 

Push it! (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) 

 

I'm mindin mine, in 599s 

New Ferraris, know that I'm ballin ho 

400, 000 in public housing,? blunt of dro 

Through Atlanta station I'm pushin 

Every corner I'm hookin 

Bad bitches just lookin 

Tryna throw me that pussy 

Say what happened baby I can't 

Cause them niggas cool, but they ain't shawty 

Wrist froze and I can't thaw it 

Hundred mil well that ain't hard, I'm hard 

As a muthafucka, swear to God, I'm God 

To the trap niggas and dope boys... pause 

Blow a half a mil just cause, ball 

Money ain't a thang, not at all 

Drink the lean and get kool-aid 

Get high on pills for like 2 days 

Fresh to death in that? 

Diamonds clearer than Blu-ray 

Aye! Ain't no fugaze, I'm too major, I'm super paid 

Say 30 mil, better double that 

That money short then we double back 

Got rubber bands around 30 racks 

I'm trouble man so where the trouble at? 

I got a truck load of them hood rats 

I push through, where your hood at? 

 

I'm in at Hot Wheel and I'm driving real fast 

And I'm smashing on the gas, I'm tryna do the dash 

Hot Wheel: got 200 on the dash 

Man I'm driving real fast, I'm tryna do the dash 

Push it! (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey) 

Push it! (whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa) 

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