We always talk about my slab
You know my caddy On 22s
Rollin slow bangin loud
But let’s talk about something new
Straight off the show room floor
And to my front door
Harley Davidson rumbling, loud pipes
shaken the earth since there birth.
26 inch wheel on the front drawing attention
Don’t let me fail to mention
The back and front air ride suspension
20” apes
300 rear custom swing arm
Don’t sound the alarm
Its my lucky charm
this horse straight off the farm.
Stretch rear guard and fender eliminator
to fit the 300 rear rim and tire.
Still slow loud and bangin fire
Candy paint drippin
New custom alligator seat I’m sittin
Chain drive
120R stage 5
tire shredder motor
So move over
I’m Comin through slow
even though
it’s built to hall ass
Yeah look at me
With my 8 degree
Rake with fork covers
Man it’s a bad mother fucker
When I roll up rumbling,
Ape hangers I’m hangin.
Chromed out no doubt.
Sittin on top this fat boy
All eyes on me
Slow riden banging loud
You need to understand What I’m sayin
I’m not playin if your gal is around she ain’t stayin
She goin to want this fat boy in between
Her legs
I already know how she begs
You good though I got my own classy hoe
And she ride or die for sure
As she jumps on the sled and raps me up with her legs
She doesn’t have to worry
I’m in no hurry
We slow ridin bangin loud.
On the south side