"Rubber Burner" lyrics - T.I.

T.I.
"Rubber Burner"

Rubber burnin turnin' corners beatin' like a congo
Rubber burnin turnin' corners beatin' like a congo
Drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
Blowin' dro on 24's livin' how the song goes

Rubber burnin yeap yeap yeap yeap
We keep that
Rubber burnin yeah yeah yeah yeah
We sayin'
Drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
Blowin' dro on 24's livin' as the song goes

Dipset... santana

Aye straight of thr lots how I get mine
Pick mine
Car clean lookin' like it jus been spit shine
24 inches on his
Rims big
'Bout the size of a two year old kid, ya dig?
Plus u-turnin' in da s-550
Look like I'm u-turnin' in da jet
Why did he do that when he jus can't do
Why did he come back
I'm jus frontin how u? how u?
Haha
Devo on my side
While the tires burnin
I'll be burnin
I'm skoolin these niggas
This wut you call higher learnin (yup)
So listenin up grab a chair, have a seat
Crack a beer, smoke a blunt
Watch me the captins here
Louie vutton sneaks on the pedal
Do a hundred for a mile
Like my feet went to sleep on the pedal
And no longer am I gonna pop tags off my clothes
Dudes need to know I spent big cash on my clothes
No cash on my hoes, I just pass on my hoes
Till my niggas let 'em hit it
Then they get passed on some more
Got my system on dunk
And its rattlin the trunk
Niggas know how I get down
They just glad it ain't da punk bangin'

Rubber burnin turnin' corners beatin' like a congo
Rubber burnin turnin' corners beatin' like a congo
Drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
Blowin' dro on 24's livin' how the song goes

Rubber burnin

Rubber burnin

Drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
Blowin' dro on 24's livin' as the song goes

Yeah
I can't feel my face
Cocky in da coupe but they love it
Sittin' on buttons
A pair of 20 sumthins
Tires so skinny like I'm sittin' on nothin'
Leather so soft like I'm sittin' on muffins
Beatin' up the block, knockin' pictures off the wall
Baby I can drop the top and we can talk till the lawn
And you know I got the stash spot, not
'Cause whea I'm from you need your gats out and cock
Yeah
Back out da driveway
Spallin bangin'
I'm shittin on them need toilet trainin
Big ballas can't call me baby
I mean dat
Why da girls gota double team me
Sittin' sideways
Ya I'm leanin
I go hard
20 g's in these back pockets in case I fall
I'm stuntin, check my pants, I get dat cash
In da phantom wit loiusana plates on my ass

Rubber burnin turnin' corners beatin' like a congo
Rubber burnin turnin' corners beatin' like a congo
Drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
Blowin' dro on 24's livin' how the song goes

Rubber burnin

Rubber burnin

Drop top flip flop shine as the chrome glow
Blowin' dro on 24's livin' as the song goes