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[Mystikal]
Whaaa, wassup nigga?
This for my niggas in them Big Trucks
This for all my niggas in them SUV`s, you heard me?
This for my Big Truck Drivers, look nigga blow yo` Big Truck Horn
You still could see me in my Big Truck boy
Smilin` like a lil` kid when I spin the corner with my brand new toy
I got `em parkin they cars, talkin `bout
They wish I never would`ve came out the garage
But, I guess that`s too bad
Cause your truck used to be the shit until they saw mine pass
Strobe lights flash, solar baric *boom boom*
Big feet ten runnin` while they *vroom vroom*
Another SUV can`t do nothin` wit` me
I`m 23`s so 22`s ain`t fuckin` with me
Car so big it make it hard to turn the wheel
I can`t watch the T.V.`s from the sturrin-wheel
Shit, plush stronger than the buckskin ceiling
Chocolate tan interior really big truck grill
Yeah, that`s how you do that there
Got bling and bass, everything clean but the ash-tray
[Hook: Byou2ful] (Mystikal)
I`m lookin` at you behind the wheel
singin` this song (I`m a Big Truck Driver)
In the big ol` truck, with the big ol` grill
rollin` on big ol` chrome (I`m a Big Truck Driver)
And you know when you pass those small trucks you doin` them wrong
(This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers
Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray)
[Mystika]
Dark lights with brights, the dark windows
with the pistols in the hot spots fuckin` well right
So when you bitches try to act hype
I get the gat get the gat cause niggas don`t fight
When you get to Ruby Tuesday`s then make a right at the light
And you might catch my rims will-millin` `round night light
I played a Jag` `round rags, and now Excursion and Escalade `round upscale
The Range Rove`s don`t even get used
Til it`s time for Rhythm City or either House of Blues
My niggas wit` me at your seat to pick my friends up
My brother Reece in a motherfuckin Benz truck
Fresh light don`t need no buffin`
Just call a homie where I`m at, west coast custom
Put it on a trailer and ain`t no rushin`
Cause when I get it back y`all ride can`t touch it
[Hook]
[Mystikal]
Ain`t no slack in my mack, rollin` slow the windows down
they recognize me so you know how they act
Cuttin` up fallin` out tryin` to flirt and get nasty
Raisin` shirt showin` titties talkin` `bout autohgraphs
I try my best to keep my fans happy
I sign my name I grab the nipple they pull off and start laughin`
Then it`s back through the hood, tryin` to find somethin` good
And after that I`m on my way to Baton Rouge
I knew that I`m on course at all time
And I love grindin` like alcoholics love sweet creamy and wine
2002 and you dodgin` me now
Big Truck gonna come up ain`t no holdin` us down
Grab eyes, turn heads, stop traffic
My black Big Truck half match my Big Truck jacket
Do shows and get paid when I travel stay busy it be gone
Now this a Big Truck Driver
[Hook 2x]
[Mystikal]
I`m a Big Truck Driver, I`m a Big Truck Driver
This is for my riders Big Truck Drivers
Even on a bad day everything clean but the ash-tray
