Master P, Liberty, Curren$y, Lil Romeo - 20 on Cars 26 on Trucks lyrics
[Master P, Liberty, Curren$y, Lil Romeo - 20 on Cars 26 on Trucks lyrics]
Yeah
We riding 20's on the cars
And 26's on the trucks
And everybody digging us
It ain't no limit to the bucks
We making noise in the game
To let 'em know we coming up
And haters moving out the way
They know they don't wan' play with us
Hot Spitter man, pockets holding fifty grand
Riding a big body Impala
Me and my partna Stan 20 inch rims
Keep 'em spinning like a ceiling fan
Haters goal tending
Trying to get me out my figures man
But they can't get the man
(no) , can't hit the man
Even them NBA dudes, can't stick the man
Women crowd around me
Paparazzi taking pictures man
Catch me on the lot
At 3-1-0 I'm fitting get a lamb
Curren$y got plenty money, to stack up
And plenty burners too
In case you dudes wanna act up
Play with me or my crew
And we'll be picking them gats up
And have you on your celly
Calling homies for back up
And I don't think
You really want it to come to that
Stunting for that crowd whodi
You better shut your trap
But I ain't really coming
Hunting for no drama
I just wan' hit the club
And leave with your baby mama
We riding 20's on the cars
And 26's on the trucks
And everybody digging us
It ain't no limit to the bucks
We making noise in the game
To let 'em know we coming up
And haters moving out the way
They know they don't wan' play with us
20's on the Bentley, 26's on the Lac truck
If the coppers stop me
I'm probably gon get hand cuffed
Cause I'm underage but, never under paid
I'm making maximum wage
It's Richie Rich I got it made
They call me Romeo, big game plenty do'
You can't hold me so let me go
I got talent and that's fa sho
Ask about the kid
And they'll tell you that dude can flow
And when I'm done with school
I'll be hooping up in the pros
Whoa No Limit boys we, be ramming our cars up
Tearing malls up
Spinning thousands at Toys-R-Us
Nobody else who's in the game
Go as hard as us
There's no one as large as us
You don't wanna start with us
I'ma grow up by kids, to grown women
Every week they watching my show
On television they gotta love it they know
The boy's winning the girlies keep grinning
My rims they keep spinning
We riding 20's on the cars
And 26's on the trucks
And everybody digging us
It ain't no limit to the bucks
We making noise in the game
To let 'em know we coming up
And haters moving out the way
They know they don't wan' play with us
I'ma tell you like this
Keep your eye on your chick
Cause her eyes on my wrist
And these boys that I'm with
The girls like me, whodi I don't blame em
I'm in the Guinness Book of Records
For the richest entertainer
Call me the Ghetto Bill Gates
Cause they system can't change us
Had money and cars, way before I was famous
I'm in the pros, but I can buy the team
I got two made-by's, one blue the other green
If it ain't riding spinners
Then you know I can't roll
And if I had it over a month
Then I let my cousin hold it
I'm the first one on Cribs
With a house with gold ceilings
Got a truck lowered Bentleys
Cause that's how I'm living
In the winter pull the trucks out
The summer it's the drop top
Chinchilla on my clothes
Got a million in the watch
Hey move out the way
I'm ready to cause havoc
Me and my soldiers be balling
While most of y'all acting
I leave cats distracted
Sticking like magnets
I'm the shorty from the Philippines
The main attraction holding up in fly whips
Switching every other day
No Limit girls ball, like the WNBA right
We riding 20's on the cars
And 26's on the trucks
And everybody digging us
It ain't no limit to the bucks
We making noise in the game
To let 'em know we coming up
And haters moving out the way
They know they don't wan' play with us
We riding g'eah
We riding 20's on the cars
And 26's on the trucks
And everybody digging us
It ain't no limit to the bucks
We making noise in the game
To let 'em know we coming up
And haters moving out the way
They know they don't wan' play with us
Hot Spitter man, pockets holding fifty grand
Riding a big body Impala
Me and my partna Stan 20 inch rims
Keep 'em spinning like a ceiling fan
Haters goal tending
Trying to get me out my figures man
But they can't get the man
(no) , can't hit the man
Even them NBA dudes, can't stick the man
Women crowd around me
Paparazzi taking pictures man
Catch me on the lot
At 3-1-0 I'm fitting get a lamb
Curren$y got plenty money, to stack up
And plenty burners too
In case you dudes wanna act up
Play with me or my crew
And we'll be picking them gats up
And have you on your celly
Calling homies for back up
And I don't think
You really want it to come to that
Stunting for that crowd whodi
You better shut your trap
But I ain't really coming
Hunting for no drama
I just wan' hit the club
And leave with your baby mama
We riding 20's on the cars
And 26's on the trucks
And everybody digging us
It ain't no limit to the bucks
We making noise in the game
To let 'em know we coming up
And haters moving out the way
They know they don't wan' play with us
20's on the Bentley, 26's on the Lac truck
If the coppers stop me
I'm probably gon get hand cuffed
Cause I'm underage but, never under paid
I'm making maximum wage
It's Richie Rich I got it made
They call me Romeo, big game plenty do'
You can't hold me so let me go
I got talent and that's fa sho
Ask about the kid
And they'll tell you that dude can flow
And when I'm done with school
I'll be hooping up in the pros
Whoa No Limit boys we, be ramming our cars up
Tearing malls up
Spinning thousands at Toys-R-Us
Nobody else who's in the game
Go as hard as us
There's no one as large as us
You don't wanna start with us
I'ma grow up by kids, to grown women
Every week they watching my show
On television they gotta love it they know
The boy's winning the girlies keep grinning
My rims they keep spinning
We riding 20's on the cars
And 26's on the trucks
And everybody digging us
It ain't no limit to the bucks
We making noise in the game
To let 'em know we coming up
And haters moving out the way
They know they don't wan' play with us
I'ma tell you like this
Keep your eye on your chick
Cause her eyes on my wrist
And these boys that I'm with
The girls like me, whodi I don't blame em
I'm in the Guinness Book of Records
For the richest entertainer
Call me the Ghetto Bill Gates
Cause they system can't change us
Had money and cars, way before I was famous
I'm in the pros, but I can buy the team
I got two made-by's, one blue the other green
If it ain't riding spinners
Then you know I can't roll
And if I had it over a month
Then I let my cousin hold it
I'm the first one on Cribs
With a house with gold ceilings
Got a truck lowered Bentleys
Cause that's how I'm living
In the winter pull the trucks out
The summer it's the drop top
Chinchilla on my clothes
Got a million in the watch
Hey move out the way
I'm ready to cause havoc
Me and my soldiers be balling
While most of y'all acting
I leave cats distracted
Sticking like magnets
I'm the shorty from the Philippines
The main attraction holding up in fly whips
Switching every other day
No Limit girls ball, like the WNBA right
We riding 20's on the cars
And 26's on the trucks
And everybody digging us
It ain't no limit to the bucks
We making noise in the game
To let 'em know we coming up
And haters moving out the way
They know they don't wan' play with us
We riding g'eah