Paul Wall - Top Diine lyrics
[Paul Wall - Top Diine lyrics]
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
Ridin' wit ma
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
In my trunk up in the air waving
I bet them suckers with that
Fake candy probably hating
I like my drank poured and
Panoramic roof is vacant
Get ya camera ready I
Give you a demonstration
Texas ed taught me how to drive extra patient
I be pacing paint dripping
Got the bops chasing
But, I got jackers waiting so
That heater I'm embracing
If you ain't never rode a
Slab then you not relating
Dash digital, everything individual
Never being identical nothing I
Got is rent-able
Top is still invisible haters
In my peripheral all of them are expendable
Partner I'm getting money
My clear coat got that wet
My kids watching Netflix from the headrest
Can't too many do it like me
If you lookin' for me you know where I be
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I wake up stunting shining on them boys got
That chrome looking sunny
Open the garage, I pull out the slab
Vogue tires looking ready your
Tires looking sad
Super clean when I pulled on the ave
My old school gets respect
Old-timers give me dap
Sanction on my wheels with
The front mixed grill
I still remember the first time I saw
A slap I got the chills
It used to take respect to ride 84 wheels
Now these squares on computers hunting
Down the latest deals i'm wood wheel worker
I'm in the slab section hurting feelings
Causing havoc at the intersection
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
But, I ain't done yet
Wait until you see what I
Done did to the 'Vette
My homie from the bay say my shit is the shit
But them lames try to tell me
That the paint too wet
Every time I drive it man I cause a wreck
And every time I drive by
They breakin' they neck
Slab riders in the city just a few to select
If you gon' blow swangers on
Them better do it correct
The people without a slab
Always talkin' the most
I got Flocked floor mats on
The tip of my toes i'm tippin' on fours
I ain't sweatin' these hoes
I'm on the interstate, lighting this dro
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
Ridin' wit ma
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
In my trunk up in the air waving
I bet them suckers with that
Fake candy probably hating
I like my drank poured and
Panoramic roof is vacant
Get ya camera ready I
Give you a demonstration
Texas ed taught me how to drive extra patient
I be pacing paint dripping
Got the bops chasing
But, I got jackers waiting so
That heater I'm embracing
If you ain't never rode a
Slab then you not relating
Dash digital, everything individual
Never being identical nothing I
Got is rent-able
Top is still invisible haters
In my peripheral all of them are expendable
Partner I'm getting money
My clear coat got that wet
My kids watching Netflix from the headrest
Can't too many do it like me
If you lookin' for me you know where I be
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I wake up stunting shining on them boys got
That chrome looking sunny
Open the garage, I pull out the slab
Vogue tires looking ready your
Tires looking sad
Super clean when I pulled on the ave
My old school gets respect
Old-timers give me dap
Sanction on my wheels with
The front mixed grill
I still remember the first time I saw
A slap I got the chills
It used to take respect to ride 84 wheels
Now these squares on computers hunting
Down the latest deals i'm wood wheel worker
I'm in the slab section hurting feelings
Causing havoc at the intersection
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
But, I ain't done yet
Wait until you see what I
Done did to the 'Vette
My homie from the bay say my shit is the shit
But them lames try to tell me
That the paint too wet
Every time I drive it man I cause a wreck
And every time I drive by
They breakin' they neck
Slab riders in the city just a few to select
If you gon' blow swangers on
Them better do it correct
The people without a slab
Always talkin' the most
I got Flocked floor mats on
The tip of my toes i'm tippin' on fours
I ain't sweatin' these hoes
I'm on the interstate, lighting this dro
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine
I'm just ridin' with my top diine