Cutlass (feat. B-Legit & Richie Rich)

Hook

My paint be drippin wet I'm clean as Clorox

And you can hear my beat for like 3 or 4 blocks

And when I hit the corner all the girls gone be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)

1st Verse (E-40)

The reason my roofs bald headed convertible top

What use use a old school if it aint a drop

I got a zap of rock and a 5th of Ciroc

Teflon burner gloves don't get molly wooped

She likin on me She lovin what she see

A big nigga with style S.W.A.G.

Every since a child had G.A.M.E.

Backwards ass smile bet not fuck with me

Electric dash electric glass electric everything

Highly carberated dual exhaust camillion bugger green

Fresh back from the car wash

Fresh back from a bathe

When the sun hits my paint it turns a different shade

I aint got time to be bullshittin I got money on my agenda

I've been gettin bread since I came out the placenta

Sevas in the summer time Rallies in the winter

Side wood light skin big booty tender

Hook

My paint be drippin wet I'm clean as Clorox

And you can hear my beat for like 3 or 4 blocks

And when I hit the corner all the girls gone be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)

2nd Verse (B-Legit)

I keep them bands on deck

My mans on a jet

Some soft up on the block

In a duce cutty drop

I remember when I copped back in '88

I sat em on some straights

Filled the trunk with fosgates

And since I'm movin weight

You know I counldn't wait

Brought that motor out the crate

Then I taught it how to skate

We turnin figure eights

Half and whole cakes

We take em on a chase

We aint tryin to take the case

Bitches know I'm fly got that vocal tone

And when they see me they be askin what I'm smokin on

I tell em cookies bitch you know I got that provolone

And you can call me on the under on my Iphone

You see me insides you know I keeps em stocked

And when I leave the block everybody stop and watch

You never know you might catch a sideshow

I lay that back down And then I drive slow

Hook

My paint be drippin wet I'm clean as Clorox

And you can hear my beat for like 3 or 4 blocks

And when I hit the corner all the girls gone be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)

3rd Verse (Richie Rich)

Bitch this aint my Bentley

This my seven duce

Tv deg w sevens press that big ole zeus

Matter fact I got a pair of those for dummies that means 2

My shit is clean as fuck but when I brought it it was through

I took it off the frame

Bitch this not a game

Got motor new suspension brand new everythang

Candy orange outside guts cocaine

Rims hella chromey see my face and my chain

New shoes on it

22s homie

And I would leave that bitch at home if I was you homie

Cause I'ma swing it sideways

And slap to the trap

Off Patron and a zone with the zap on my lap

Change my flow up Fasho but never fuck the dough up

In the city where prices go down but never go up

Niggas see the Cutlass and they know it's the Double

Flossin on that ass know you know you in trouble

Hook

My paint be drippin wet I'm clean as Clorox

And you can hear my beat for like 3 or 4 blocks

And when I hit the corner all the girls gone be jockin my Cutlass Cutlass (x2)